"Look, you just said that the two guys with masculinity are about to be overtaken. Who is that? It's Chen Gang. He's about to become the first. Wow, I announce that Chen Gang will be my idol in the future. Look at his muscles, tut tut......"

A large group of servant girls stood beside the old locust tree and surrounded the audience guard. They pointed at this and that from time to time and kept commenting on the most manly guard in their hearts. Occasionally, as soon as the guard turned back, the servant girls immediately blushed and covered them with handkerchiefs already prepared in their hands, but they didn't want to leave. It seems that these servant girls have been prepared for a long time and are still a group of rotten women.

Fortunately, the atmosphere of the Tang Dynasty is open, and women have some freedom. In addition, this is Zhang's house. Otherwise, a great Confucian will teach a lesson and humiliate gentleness.

Not only these servant girls, but also the roar of the guards, including Zhang Yuyao and Jing Shu. However, unlike the servant girls, they walked up to Zhang Feng and stared at Zhang Feng angrily, as if they were saying that they would know nonsense all day.

Although there was some anger in my heart, my eyes still focused on the guards and covered up my shame with handkerchiefs from time to time. After all, such scenery is still very difficult to see, especially in this age, it is very difficult to see such scenery.

Looking at these guards, many servant girls were watching. It was like taking stimulants. Their faces turned red and their eyes protruded. They were scrambling one by one for fear that they would fall behind and be despised by the servant girls.

Even a few guys ran and lifted their sleeves, deliberately revealing a muscle, which immediately provoked the servant girls to scream and bleed.

Especially those who run in front, they sweat a lot, and their clothes are supposed to have been wet for a long time. You say you can wet yourself if you wet yourself. His mother deliberately tore his clothes and let out a wolf howl, which is like deliberately showing his muscles. However, one thing is said that these clothes tearing guys are really good in shape. At least they have been soldiers. They are full of tendons and flesh, It's shiny with sweat.

Seeing this scene, several servant girls couldn't help screaming and deliberately covered their faces with handkerchiefs. When the guards didn't pay attention, they secretly took away their handkerchiefs and glanced at them, as if they could get great satisfaction.

Zhang Feng was stunned. He didn't expect that the appearance of these servant girls could stimulate the potential of these guys. Just now, they were dying and shouting slogans was like killing them. Now, as soon as the servant girls appeared, they were more powerful than taking stimulants. Even the guys who were behind the back of the team ran to the front and were about to surpass the first.

This is something he didn't expect. However, it seems that this has some advantages. At least it can stimulate the hormones in these guys' bodies, so as to stimulate their interest in training. It's not difficult to face training, otherwise it's so boring.

Thinking about it, he looked at it. It was almost evening. Then he looked around the crowd and shouted, "who runs first in the last three laps now will be the leader of this team in the future."

As soon as these words came out, some people were happy and others were worried. The happy guard thought that they wanted to show their muscles in front of these flower crazy servant girls. The master suddenly said that there were three more laps, and they couldn't show their muscles. He was a little depressed. But when he thought that winning could be a leader, it seemed good. Besides, the servant girls were watching here, Then you can't drop the chain.

I'm worried about those backward guys. Just now, they only care about showing their muscles in front of the flower crazy servant girl. Now they don't know where they are backward. How can they win the first place?

People have different thoughts, but one thing hasn't changed. That is to win the first place. Every man has a competitive heart, not to mention that they used to be soldiers. Their competitive heart is more serious than ordinary people. Especially now there are a large group of flower crazy servant girls next to them, which greatly stimulates the boundless strength in their bodies.

Their faces turned red, their necks and green veins on their foreheads burst, and their eyes stared as big as chestnuts. They kept yelling, as if they were cheering themselves up.

"Rush, take the first place..."

"I want to be a leader. I can't let the servant girls see clearly and rush..."

With bursts of drinking, they kept moving their legs, hoping to reach the end in one step.

The servant girls on one side also seemed to be infected. They kept screaming and waving handkerchiefs to cheer up the men they identified.

"Come on, take the first place..."

"He Quan, rush..."

The scream spread all over Zhang's house and even into the ears of the guards. They instantly felt that their lost physical strength had recovered. Their eyes were full of blood, emitting bloodthirsty light, staring at the end and running indefinitely, as if they didn't feel tired at all.