Urban Madness

"Since Master Ye Fan is interested, let's be the adjudicator next."

Qinglong laughed twice. Ye Fan can get along with the soldiers in his barracks so harmoniously, which is what he wants to see.

He stretched out his hand and tapped a few people.

Ye Fan couldn't feel the spiritual power in his body at that time.

He laughed bitterly.

I am used to using spiritual power on weekdays, but today I am suddenly blocked, and I am still a little uncomfortable.

After being sealed with spiritual power, the four ran quickly.

Ye Fan followed them calmly, always keeping a distance.

"Master Ye Fan! I ran so slowly at the beginning, but I couldn't catch up with us when I came down!"

Li Si ran forward quickly, not forgetting in the middle, turning around to tease Ye Fan.

Ye Fan smiled at them and said loudly.

"Run you! Anyway, even if I lose, I won't deny it!"

The four chuckled twice, speeding up.

In the eyes of other modifiers, Ye Fan seemed to be unable to catch up with the 4 people, and was far behind.

But Qinglong was very clear in his heart, Ye Fan couldn't catch up, this was clearly herding sheep.

He smiled helplessly.

It seems that these lazy little brats are going to run 25 more laps today.

For the first five laps, Ye Fan has been following a few people five or six meters behind them.

Later, they went hand in hand with a few people.

In the last few laps, Ye Fan left a few people far behind, no matter how fast they ran, they couldn't catch up.

After all, he is a monk, and his physique is much better than ordinary people.

But he ran twenty-five laps around the Qinglong barracks, Ye Fan didn't take these distances in his eyes, and he ran the entire distance easily.

When the lazy monks ran to the finish line panting, they saw Ye Fan standing beside Qinglong with a calm expression on his face.

"How is it? You guys, I would like to bet!"

Ye Fan smiled and looked at the breathless monks in front of him.

The cultivators had a bitter face and looked at each other, thinking that they could take this opportunity to avoid being punished, and by the way they would sell Ye Fan's love.

Unexpectedly, Ye Fan was not afraid of them at all. This bet was like a joke in his eyes.

Li Si clasped his fists at Ye Fan.

"Before we underestimated the adults, but please forgive me, we are willing to bet!"

Speaking of it, he took the lead and ran around the Qinglong Barracks.

Ye Fan looked at him with a smile.

Xindao, the monks in this barracks are really straightforward, winning is winning, losing is losing.

Although the other three lost the gambling contract, there was no reluctance on the face.

Ran after Li Si.

"Okay, just run the rest of your laps. Fifty laps are just a joke!"

Ye Fan shouted at them with a smile.

Those monks were able to be lazy in morning exercises, indicating that they are not hard-working people in normal times. Hearing Ye Fan's words, his impression of him was a little better.

"Master Ye Fan, it's over now, should we go to discuss business matters?"

Qinglong smiled and looked at Ye Fan.

"That's natural, business is more important, Master Qinglong, please!"

Ye Fan made a please gesture.

Qinglong took two steps forward, then remembered the group of monks who were watching the excitement around them, and said sharply.

"What are you doing around here? There is nothing to do, right!"

Qinglong's prestige in the army is still quite high. Hearing his words, the cultivators immediately dispersed.

Watching the excitement is returning to the excitement. If it is really punished, it will not be worthwhile.