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Chapter 117 Grass! Shit pops out(3/3)

A huge barbell stands in front of you.

The two iron plates of the barbell are as big as a millstone and are very heavy. It would be difficult for ordinary members to even lift them.

"How can you leave things here? It can easily block other people's paths."

"You should watch more TV news every night."

"Such behavior should not be promoted."

Lin Fan carried the barbell like a plastic toy and placed it on the open space not far away.

Lightweight.

There is no pressure at all.

The staff who had just tested them were cleaning up the messy scene. When they accidentally saw Lin Fan's actions, they opened their mouths and stood there in shock.

It was like seeing a ghost.

Until they left, no one could see their backs.

When the staff member came to the huge barbell, he felt that he was very small in front of the barbell. The iron plate was half as big as him.

He thought for a moment.

Squatting horse stance!

Luck Dantian!

He grabbed the barbell with both hands, his face flushed, and he roared:

"rise!"

Phew!

A fart naughtily came out for some air.

The barbell didn't move at all.

"It's impossible. The data tested just now were all ordinary people. They can lift it, why can't I?"

The staff member is a person who is unwilling to give up casually.

He continued his luck, his anger sank into his Dantian, and he used all his strength to pry the unmovable.

He held his head high, gritted his teeth, and his muscles bulged.

My legs were shaking because I was exerting too much force.

Poof!

The sound doesn't sound like fart.

So wet!

Thick and sticky!

There are certain molecules floating in the air that create a certain odor.

The staff was shocked, covering their buttocks with one hand, crossing their legs and running quickly towards the bathroom.

Damn it!

Shit popped out.

Fortunately no one noticed, otherwise I would have lost face.

He is confused now.

He knew that the weight of the barbell was specially used for training by the strong members of the Buddhist High Court. Of course, ordinary members of the Buddhist High Court could not lift it at all. It was for the truly strong.

And now.

Judging from the test data, he was obviously an ordinary person, but he moved the barbell here easily.

There is something wrong with the machine after all.

Or is it that I am not even as good as a normal person, and already on par with trash.

never mind.

Never mind this.

It's true that you have to clean up the shit that's stuck in your crotch first.

Every day is not beautiful at all.

There are surprises everywhere.
Chapter completed!
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