"Twist the waist, twist the waist; stretch the ligaments of the legs."
Judging from the quality of Reger's aerobics, he is definitely a coach that only top clubs can have.
When his legs are open, he can open them in one stroke without any effort at all.
It's really amazing.
"Karate Kid" Rudolph couldn't help but joked: "Is this move good?"
"Okay."
Although Sneijder didn't want to admit defeat, he had to praise: "But it's difficult to talk after doing the movements.
You can't kick and talk at the same time in karate."
"Pay attention to your breathing, adjust it evenly..."
Reger called others to pay attention.
After jumping from such high-intensity aerobics, he himself only breathed slightly faster than usual.
Although it was enjoyable to watch Regel dance, Satan would rather see death.
After finishing the exercise, Regel walked to the side, bent down and turned off the music, and then picked up a towel to wipe his sweat. . .
This was what everyone guessed from Regel's posture, but he had nothing in his hands.
Sneijder said softly: "Isn't the next step a shower?"
Cheng Qianxun immediately rolled his eyes, and everyone laughed bitterly.
But if you roll your eyes, you will roll your eyes.
Under normal circumstances, of course, you should take a shower after exercising.
Sure enough, Regel put the sweat towel on his shoulder, then seemed to pick up something, probably his sports bag, and walked towards the door.
Everyone's hearts were in their throats immediately, everything went as it should, and they went to take a shower after the instruction.
Of course the bathing place was in another room, and Regel had already regarded the fantasy as the real world.
His facial expression also showed this.
He walked towards the door and greeted others from time to time.
There were acquaintances of his in the fantasy, which made him more and more convinced.
"Damn it!"
Sneijder followed Regel, who still had a natural expression, and cursed: "Hurry up and wake up.
You are dead.
You have died once."
Cheng Qianxun, who was walking on the other side, said anxiously: "He can't hear.
What should I do?"
"Don't ask me what to do, how do I know what to do?"
Sneijder was so anxious that he almost jumped on his feet and stretched out his hand to grab it.
But every handful was empty.
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious... there will definitely be a way."
Cheng Qianxun clutched his head with both hands.
Try to think of a solution.
"Okay."
Rudolf grabbed Cheng Qianxun and said, "You say you're not in a hurry, but I think you're so anxious that you don't even know what to say.
Calm down, even if Regel walks out, there's still a second chance. " Regel walked to the door, stretched out his hand and opened the door, making people scream.
Cheng Qianxun suddenly shouted: "Regel, stop" Reger, who was about to go out, stopped for a moment.
He stood facing the door.
"Yes, that's it."
Sneijder seemed to see hope and walked to the door, even though he knew that Regel couldn't hear him.
It also encourages: "Don't believe everything in front of you, it's all fake, everything is fake."
Reger stood there, staring blankly ahead, as if he heard something.
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He looked around.
"Did he hear it?"
Harold, who had been paying attention, looked at Regel's expression and said quickly: "Say, keep talking."
Rudolf stared at Cheng Qianxun and Sneijder with sharp eyes: "Use your mind, maybe only a strong mind can transmit the voice.
Sneijder obviously spoke with all his heart just now, so Regel probably heard it."
Harold nodded happily: "It would be great if there is a way.
Cheng, you can enter Hogan's fantasy world through your mind.
How about you go there again."
"No" Sneijder immediately vetoed: "Cheng can come back only if Hogan wins.
If something happens, he may not be able to come back."
"Then don't go, just pass the voice over.
Hurry up, this guy is leaving again."
Rudolph spoke twice as fast as usual, because Regel laughed at himself and walked out again.
Apparently he thought he was nervous or too tired and was hallucinating.
Okay, give it a try.
Cheng Qianxun took a deep breath, closed his eyes, expelled all other distracting thoughts, and said the words with his heart: "Regel, do you hear me?
I am Cheng Qianxun.
Everything you see is...
It’s fake.
Don’t forget us, don’t forget me.”
I heard Sneijder happily say: "It seems to have worked, he heard it."
Cheng Qianxun opened his eyes, and sure enough, Reger was still standing at the door, with a changeable and complicated expression on his face.
He looked around, but of course he didn't see anything.
After being confused, he seemed to remember something.
He raised his hand, looked at his palm, and then wiped his face with his hand.
"He was confused and remembered us."
Rudolph calmly analyzed: "But he is not sure whether we are illusory or the world he lives in is illusory."
So Regel reached out and touched his face, but everything in that world was real, otherwise Hogan wouldn't have been beaten to death.
"Say something else quickly."
Harold looked at Cheng Qianxun, only to find that Cheng Qianxun's face was as white as paper and he was breathing heavily: "What's wrong?"
"I feel tired, very tired."
Cheng Qianxun felt her feet were weak and her body staggered.
Rudolf next to her immediately supported her.
She was surprised and tried to stand up.
She was able to stand firm, but her feet felt like they were stepping on cotton: "How could this happen?
I didn't feel like this when I went to Hogan's Fantasyland."
Rudolf frowned slightly: "Maybe I don't want you to do this again, so I added restrictions so that you can't use your thoughts more."
Sneijder looked at Harold and frowned slightly: "Cheng should be the strongest among us."
"I know."
Harold responded: "She is quite powerful in the rest area, and she can conjure things stronger than anyone else."
Cheng Qianxun couldn't do anything anymore.
Fortunately, Reger should have heard something.
He hesitated and looked outside the door for a long time without moving.
He remembered everything, but everything he was familiar with made him confused.
Not to mention Regel, even other people, if they see something they are accustomed to, they will definitely fall into it and subconsciously reject things that are already dead to them.
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He hesitated, finally took a step back, closed the door, then turned around, walked to the original place, and sat down.
"Yes, that's it," Sneijder, who was following Regel, said happily: "This big guy is smart enough.
He simply didn't go out and just sat there and waited.
He waited for a long time and a day.
When the time passed, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to pass. close" With Rudolf's support, Cheng Qianxun walked to Reger.
She sat down and smiled tiredly.
Yes, waiting is actually a good idea.
Regal sat.
After waiting for a while, I picked something up from the side.
It started to turn over.
He seemed to take out something, and then he seemed to twist it open, then raised his head and took a sip.
"Drinking water."
Sneijder cursed: "God knows if there is anything wrong with this water, what is he drinking?"
"You will be thirsty after a lot of exercise."
Rudolf squatted down and stared at the face of Reger, who was sitting on the ground and leaning against the wall: "There should be no problem with this water."
After Regel took another sip of water, he seemed to see something in the empty "sports bag" next to him.
He held the water in one hand and took it out with the other hand.
What he took out at this time, for everyone to see, was a small medicine bottle.
"What is this?"
Cheng Qianxun asked slightly panting.
She felt very tired from speaking with her thoughts just now.
"It should be steroids."
Harold knew a lot, thanks to his experience in handling cases: "Most bodybuilders take them, and so do the terminators."
"So there's something wrong with his heart," Sneijder interjected.
"Regel also eats it," Cheng Qianxun recalled.
Regel was very muscular.
But not as good as the Terminator.
"He probably hasn't eaten.
His muscle ratio is still within the normal range."
Rudolf knows the proportions of the human body very well: "He should be eating a lot of protein, such as raw beef and egg whites.
Some people practice bodybuilding and are unwilling to take drugs. , I have to eat dozens of egg whites every day.”
"Then how come this thing is in his hands?"
Harold frowned: "And he even let us see it.
What does this mean?"
"Even if Regel has never taken steroids, he would have thought about taking them."
Rudolf analyzed the possibility very rationally: "Given his appearance, if he takes steroids to expand his muscles, he may become a bodybuilding champion. " "Even if he can't become a champion, his figure can increase any TV ratings by at least three percentage points."
Sneijder didn't mean to make a joke, but this is completely true.
The Terminator is eye-catching because of his large muscles.
After becoming a bodybuilder, he enjoyed success all the way, getting involved in film, television, and politics. . .
At this time, Reger was also hesitating, holding the medicine and looking at it repeatedly.
"Steroids are very harmful to the human body, disrupting the hormonal balance in the body, and are lifelong, so he was hesitant," Rudolph explained.
Sneijder continued: "It's not just heart disease and liver cancer, it's also possible that men have decreased physical strength.
They look strong on the outside, but they are actually naked, and important parts make women feel strange."
Everyone looked at Sneijder, and Sneijder raised his eyebrows: "That's true."
"Yes," Rudolph affirmed: "I killed one, and his eggs were so small that they shrank into a ball."
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Well, Cheng Qianxun's expression was a little strange.
She didn't expect that this would happen after taking this medicine.
Reger seemed to have fallen into a fantasy again.
There was a bottle of steroids in front of him that he had been wondering whether to take.
If he took it, maybe he would become famous and his life would be more brilliant.
But a few years later, heart disease and liver cancer may accompany you, and various other problems may exist under the big muscles that make women scream and men envy.
He wanted to unscrew the cap, but stopped, but his hands did not leave the small bottle cap, just holding it up and down with both hands.
This is Pandora's box.
Once opened, it cannot be put away.
When they see body fat loss and only muscle growth but no fat, those who take medicine know that the medicine is harmful to the body, but they still can't help but take it.
Harold suddenly remembered something: "There was a case where the medicine was replaced with poison.
Could it be that this medicine was replaced with..."
It was possible.
At this time, Reger held back again, picked up the lower end of the medicine with one hand, and held it in front of his eyes to look at it carefully.
As if Satan was deliberately teasing everyone, a black skull appeared on the medicine, just like the one on the poisonous pesticide medicine, and it also looked like the skull on the poisoned apple made by the vicious witch stepmother for Snow White.
"Quack, quack..."
And this black skull actually smiled ferociously at everyone
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