In addition, he calculated that the bicycle would not be able to enter the farmland.

The enemies had to leave someone behind to take care of the two wounded soldiers and keep an eye on things.

It would be nice if at most one of the fat black man and that guy could chase him.

So instead of running on the road, he went to the farmland on the roadside.

Without even looking back, I focused on running towards the wilderness of freedom.

Bricks and stones flew behind him.

In the midst of the scolding "You little bastard, don't let me catch you".

Under the threat of "if you wait, grandpa will chop off your head if we meet again".

He just ran like a wolf and escaped from death.

It must be said that sometimes people will never know how much potential they have unless they push themselves.

This is just like Ning Weimin. If he were asked to run normally, he would never be able to catch up with a real athlete.

But in such a life-and-death situation, with adrenaline bursting out, this kid is better than Liu Xiang.

It was as if he had practiced "flying on grass". He was a real flying man.

Shit pit!

"Whoosh" - he jumped over.

bush!

"Brush" - just move on.

What’s a 110-meter hurdle?

He broke the Asian record, he surpassed the world record!

My pants are torn, my toes are open, and my crotch is pricked with tiny pins and needles, but I don’t care at all!
Chapter completed!