Chapter 2012

Just thinking, a burst of shouting pulled him back to reality.

"Master..."

Zhang Feng glanced behind him and saw that many guards had gathered. He threw away his cigarette butts and cleaned up his mood. Suddenly looking back, he said, "everyone is here."

Seeing that the master who usually likes hip-hop has changed his face, the guards seem to know that something big has happened this time. They all straightened up, lined up and said in unison, "yes, sir."

Zhang Feng glanced and nodded slightly: "don't be nervous. I'm just announcing something. From today on, let's put down the work at hand and accept my training every day..."

"Training?"

"What training?"

The guards whispered and looked puzzled.

For them, working in Zhang's house is undoubtedly to protect the master and earn some living expenses. They never thought about any training. Although they are veterans, they have not trained for many years and have long been used to this lazy life. Now the master suddenly says that, and they really don't adapt.

Zhang Feng naturally knew the guard's doubts. He waved to everyone to be quiet. Then he said, "everyone must be confused. Since you are a guard, why should I let you train?"

Then he looked to the south of the Yangtze River and his face became gloomy: "because I will go to the south of the Yangtze River in the near future, I hope you can go to the south of the Yangtze River to help me. Can you understand that?"

"Jiangnan? Is the master going to Jiangnan?"

"What is the reason why the master wants to go to the south?"

All the people at the station are Zhang's confidant, mentioning the thing that Jiangnan naturally associated with perfume, because they all know about the dried flowers. When they think of it, they can understand and cheer.

"Sir, we support you."

"Listen to the master, say this perfume, but baby, if so, we must go to the south of the river with our grandfather."

Listening to the cheers of the crowd, Zhang Feng nodded slightly and then his face was cold: "well, in that case, start training now. First form a circle and run 50 times around the yard."

Hearing this, the guards felt guilty. Although they used to be veterans, they hadn't trained for a long time. They suddenly ran 50 laps. They were afraid they couldn't bear it. However, when they wanted to help the master in the future, they still clenched their teeth and ran slowly in a circle.

Zhang Feng stood on the periphery, scanned a circle of people, and said coldly, "today is just the beginning. From tomorrow, you need to run around Chang'an City five times every morning, do 200 push ups at noon, practice arrows in the yard, and take turns to go up the mountain and even fire guns at night..."

Listen, the guards' hearts jumped. It was training. It was deadly. They felt that the time of the day was clearly arranged, and there was no time to rest. Although they didn't understand what push ups were, they only felt two soft when they heard that they had to run around Chang'an City five times a day. It was Chang'an City, at least 20 kilometers, five laps, That's a hundred kilometers. You don't have to run. It sounds scary enough. What else are push ups? And practice arrows? Practice fire gun?

Their legs were a little weak. Just when they wanted to beg for mercy with the master, Zhang Feng's voice sounded again: "who can stick to the last today is the leader of the team in the future. We don't have to worry about training without salary every day. In the future, as long as the people participating in training add money to the original salary every day..."

As soon as these words came out, they were like beating chicken blood. Their eyes turned red, and even their running speed improved a lot. They were not greedy for money, but they felt that hearing the sound of money seemed to make their blood boil. Why did they want to be a soldier at the beginning? Isn't it just for titles and money? Since the title can't be obtained, there is only money. In addition, many families have relatives. If they have more money, they can undoubtedly make these relatives live a better life. For a moment, they seem to see their relatives eating hot and spicy.

Naturally, Zhang Feng was also happy to see this scene. He lit a cigarette again and slowly smoked it. Before taking two breaths, he saw Du Wisteria coming. He looked at the guards running in the yard with a puzzled face and unconsciously walked to Zhang Feng: "Oh, sir, things have been done, guards, this is..."

"Old Du, you came just in time."

Zhang Feng took down the cigarette butts and pointed to the guards: "Record it. In the future, these guards need to run around Chang'an city with sandbags tied to their legs and steel on their backs every morning. At noon, they do 200 push ups, and then practice arrows in the yard. At night, they take turns to go to Jushan and even fire guns. In addition, they add a pass to their original salary, and they need the best food. At least they have meat and..."

Then he turned to look at the wisteria, but saw that the wisteria's eyes were as big as chestnuts, and an egg could be put into his mouth. He scolded angrily: "old Du, what are you stunned?"