"Good guy, the feel of this fabric is obviously not a bargain, and it must be tens of thousands per piece."

Lin Fan wrapped his head with a coat that was taken off Chu Minghui's body, wrapping his face tightly.

He came to the corridor and took a sneak peek.

There is no one in the corridor,

Go down the stairs,

There is no one in the corridor,

Lin Fan trotted all the way and picked a remote path and slipped away. He didn't meet anyone along the way. Lin Fan thought he was lucky. In fact, all this was thanks to Chu Minghui. Chu Minghui had knocked away all the guys nearby who wanted to watch the fun before and forbidden to get close, so the nearby seemed very quiet.

Come to a small park with no one.

Lin Fan felt that the energy in his body was about to be unable to control it, and steam began to flow out all over his body. In order to accelerate the consumption of energy, Lin Fan did a hundred push-ups first.

The combat effectiveness has dropped by dozens of points.

"No, not enough!"

Usually, Lin Fan is an otaku and basically doesn’t go out to exercise. The only sports activity is probably to play NBA on the computer, and the only running is probably to deliver express delivery in chicken eating...

One hundred push-ups are comparable to Lin Fan's exercise in a month. Normally, Lin Fan will take half a day to do about a hundred push-ups.

However, he only took less than a minute and after doing push-ups, he had no feeling at all, no feeling of fatigue.

He also needs more exercise to consume energy.

One hundred more push-ups,

And the palm press,

Another hundred push-ups, palm presses, and pull-ups...

Lin Fan could try everything he thought of when he was fit, and finally he even started to fight military fists on the spot.

Before and after, Lin Fan could not remember how many push-ups he had done, and he was lying up on his back. He probably had thousands of them. He continued to exercise from noon until dark.

The energy consumption effect brought by intense exercise is significant.

The huge muscle group began to shrink like a deflated ball.

The combat effectiveness is declining sharply,

It turned out that the combat power of more than one thousand was reduced to more than a few hundred, and the excess energy that had nowhere to be placed in the body was gradually consumed, reaching a range that Lin Fan could withstand.

The swelling and bursting of the muscles gradually disappeared, and finally got rid of the danger of self-destruction.

At the same time, Lin Fan's body gradually returned to normal. He used to be the kind of explosive muscle like Hulk, which looked a little scary. Now he shrank a circle and returned to his previous normal level, and his figure turned back to the standard that was more in line with the public's aesthetics.

"It's finally back to normal."

Lin Fan looked at his obvious and explosive abdominal muscles and sincerely sighed that this was his ideal figure. Every inch of his muscles was full of tension, taking into account both beauty and strength like a marble statue. I am afraid that he would never find a more perfect figure than this. He would look thinner and undress and be fleshy.

"It seems that my height has increased a little bit than before."

Lin Fan jumped on the spot and punched the air a few more times, feeling the changes in his body after escaping from death. In addition to the superficial ones, his five senses became several times more sensitive.

This means that if you survive a great disaster, you will have good fortune.

It’s just a pity for those “qi” that have passed away in vain. At its peak, my combat power was more than 2,000, and now it has dropped to 300. This is the limit I can bear at present.

Lin Fan felt that the improvement of Bingliang Pills to his physical ability was probably over here.

After one hundred military food pills were taken down, he would directly improve his physical fitness to the limit. Next, military food pills would probably only play a role in filling his stomach. If you want to continue to improve your combat effectiveness, you should find new means.

"The combat power of three hundred is already the pinnacle among humans, right?" Lin Fan couldn't help but guess.

The strongest human he met was Ah Hu, two men in black. He was already considered a master among ordinary people, but he had 300 points, so he could be considered a master.

Gulugulu, Lin Fan was still immersed in the pleasure brought by the soaring combat power, and a protest sounded from his belly.

Well, no matter how strong a master is, he still needs to eat.

After severe energy consumption, Lin Fan was hungry and extremely hungry. Including the time of conflict with Chu Minghui, Lin Fan had not had a meal one day.

"It's so hungry. It's quite close to the commercial street. Go there and find something to eat."

Commercial street, in front of a hot late-night snack stall,

The middle-aged stall owner wearing a white T-shirt, holding a cigarette, and holding a beer belly is cooking noodles.

Half a spoon of oil was put into the oil, add the ham and fresh meat, and simmer. When the meat surface was a little burnt and crispy, grab a handful of soaked and softened rice noodles, then add some bean sprouts and vegetables, and a plate of fragrant and greasy fried noodles were ready.

It is a large amount and full and affordable, and is the first choice for every student's midnight snack.

“Pack or take it away?”

The owner of the midnight snack shop asked casually, but he didn't look up from beginning to end, but just stared at the wok. After frying a plate of midnight snack, he immediately began to clean the kitchen utensils and prepare the next plate of midnight snack ingredients.

"Pack."

When he heard the female college student in front of him say he wanted to pack it, the boss quickly packed the fried noodles with a large spoon.

"Next, what to eat."

"Fried noodles."

"Rice noodles or pho noodles."

"rice flour."

"Several portions."

"Twenty copies first."

"What?!"

The boss at the midnight snack stall stopped moving for the first time, as if the clock that was running stably suddenly got stuck.

The boss raised his head for the first time and looked at the shirtless in front of him. I don’t know whether it was intentional or something, but it was a student who showed off a perfect figure.

"What did you say?" the boss asked again.

He was a little suspicious that he had heard it wrong just now. He had been doing midnight snacks in the commercial street for many years, and it was not that he had not taken over a big business, but at most he only let him cook ten portions of rice noodles.

"What? Can't I make twenty portions of rice noodles?" Lin Fan stood in front of the stall. He was really hungry now and felt that he could eat a cow.

"Young man, are you sure?" The boss still didn't believe it. Even if the other party repeated it again, he really heard it right.

"Hurry up, boss, twenty servings, eat here."

Lin Fan nodded, then found a seat to sit down, and then pulled out the disposable chopsticks. Before the midnight snack was served, the person was already staring at the food in the boss's pot.

"Hmph, who do I think it is? It turns out that it is you, the broom star."

At this time, an inappropriate word sounded from behind,

Lin Fan turned his head and saw a pair of acquaintances, which were Ye Zi'an and his girlfriend Dong Qianqian who had been discharged from the hospital.

"What? A small farmer starved to death in his previous life, but he had never seen a midnight snack. He ordered more than twenty servings in one breath, and was not afraid of dying from the crowd," Ye Zian mocked him. He was still wearing bandages on his legs and limped when he walked, and needed Dong Qianqian to support him.

Not only that, Ye Zian's face was pale, his cheeks were sunken, his eyes were swollen, and he looked like he had just recovered from a serious illness.
Chapter completed!