Cheng Qianxun was shocked when someone attacked him and reacted immediately.
Spread your legs and bend over, grab the opponent's legs with both hands from the middle of the legs, and use all your strength to pull forward. . .
This move was the move that her teammates thought was most suitable for her after collective discussion.
Sure enough, the person behind her only fell back, but obviously the other person had also practiced and did not let go.
She fell to the ground together.
After lying on the ground, she turned over to the side, but the other party was too strong to succeed.
The only way to do that was to use the second move.
She twisted her waist to make room, bent her arms, and hit the opponent's waist and abdomen hard with her elbows.
As long as you hit it with enough force, no matter how small the force is, the opponent will let go due to pain in the waist, abdomen or ribs.
The other party obviously knew her intention, so he pushed her away first and turned over to the side.
That's what she wants.
She can't be obsessed with fighting.
If it really comes to a fight, she is no match at all.
And Albert didn't let her bring any weapons at all, so she ran to the side as fast as possible and picked up a vase as a decoration.
As long as half of the wine bottle or flower vase is smashed, the sharp damage is the best weapon.
"Don't smash it" the other party shouted, the voice was very familiar. . .
She almost smashed it down.
She held the vase and couldn't help but remind her: "Don't play like this again.
What if I accidentally hurt or even kill you?"
Sneijder slowly got up from the ground, and the other teammates came out from their hiding places one by one.
"Bah bang bang..."
Reger clapped his hands and stood up from behind the sofa: "Not bad, not bad.
Cheng is getting better and better now."
"What's so great?"
She laughed to herself and put the vase back in her hand: "I didn't even notice you were in the room."
"That's normal."
Gordon crossed his arms and said, "Even for me, it's hard to notice that Mr.
KGB is in the room."
Rudolf is extremely capable.
As a special talent with a cleaning role, even a professional spy can only die in his hands.
Her racing heart finally calmed down a little, and she asked, "You can just knock on the door and come in.
Why go to all the trouble."
It's not like you don't open the door, there's no need to do that.
Rudolph sneered: "You will indeed open the door, but one thing is for sure.
Tomorrow Mr.
President will speed up on you."
The president's teammates just like this kind of humor and can make fun of anything.
It was already late and she was almost dead from exhaustion.
If you have something to do, it’s better to end it as soon as possible: “What are you heroes doing?”
"Let's ask what the guy did to you, or to what extent it has developed."
Gordon's words were straightforward.
She smiled, walked to the sofa and sat down: "What else can I do?
He exudes unparalleled personal charm.
For now, he still behaves like a gentleman."
"That's right.
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It proves that you haven't been carried away yet."
Regel was very satisfied, and his words also comforted Sneijder: "Otherwise you would not reveal anything."
"That's pretty much it.
I'm also a human being.
I'm not blind, and I don't have any aversion to men."
She told the truth, and she already felt a little obsessed: "If there is a beautiful woman who plays a high-level ambiguity with you, I think How long can you hold on?"
"Why are you holding on?
Unless the other person has AIDS."
Regel laughed, but saw Sneijder's gloomy face.
He quickly changed his words: "Ahem, but if you have a fiancée or wife, naturally you can't do this."
"That's what you're here for."
She felt so tired that she immediately lay down, closing her eyes and begging for mercy: "Brothers, my energy is limited, and dealing with one Albert will almost kill me."
It would be unnecessary if her teammates came over to help her brainwash.
Her brain was now filled with cotton, empty and messy.
After all, it's just a battle of fatigue, and I won't be able to deal with others tomorrow.
I was really so tired that I didn’t know what happened next.
Although I heard my teammates muttering something, I didn’t listen to anything.
I fell asleep directly.
It was not until I was woken up by the hotel's morning reminder service that I saw that I was already lying on the bed, covered with a quilt.
As soon as I got up, someone knocked on the door and brought breakfast and sportswear.
Although this kind of care and arrangement is meticulous, there is also a feeling of being watched over.
After breakfast, I took a quick shower and went out to find the gym.
There was also a waiter waiting there.
It was naturally arranged.
It was impossible for her to meet a hotel staff who took her to the gym for two consecutive days.
Albert still ran first and just finished.
Sometimes it feels like this time keeps repeating, but every day is still a new day.
"Come on, come on" Albert stepped off the treadmill.
"I can't run anymore."
She kept shaking her head, almost exhausted.
"Then let's go."
Albert pushed her up without any explanation, setting the intensity and distance.
This time it was finally not jogging, but actually walking.
She walked mechanically step by step.
Even after resting for a night, her legs were still as heavy as lead.
I really admire Albert’s good energy: “You are still amazing, I am exhausted after one day.”
Albert wiped his sweat with a towel and smiled meaningfully at her: "Actually, I am also tired, but I have to persist.
You know what I am doing."
She was so soft-spoken that even though Albert stared at her with deep eyes for a few seconds and left to do other exercises, her heart was still shaking.
It has been six years since we parted ways in the dream.
Six years can leave a deep imprint of time on a person's face.
If you don't exercise like this, even if you are too busy and have an irregular diet, it will be unhealthy; it is more likely to become a Michelin-fat figure like Barron.
Already knowing that she was different, Albert worked hard to stay young, just so that when he saw her again, he would still be the same.
After just two days of personal experience, I know how difficult it is.
Don't say that Albert is just for himself, that is deceiving himself.
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My mind was busy thinking about things, and the pain in my body caused by fatigue was not noticeable. . .
Perhaps it was because of this belief that Albert was able to work hard like this for six years.
Her teammates came with Barron, and Regel came to her first to look at the machine's intensity setting: "Yes, one kilometer at normal speed."
Walked to Albert again: "Have you always exercised like this?"
"No."
Albert was doing chest enlargement exercises: "Except for fevers and colds, four times a week.
I will go swimming in the summer.
If I can swim more than twenty laps in the swimming pool, I won't go to the gym."
"No wonder he maintains such a good figure."
Reger truly praised him.
"It won't work anymore."
Albert stopped and panted slightly: "I experienced something in the previous stage.
I didn't exercise for a week, and my abdominal muscles were a little loose.
Did you see that?"
"Then strengthen your abdominal muscle exercises.
What you are doing now are endurance and chest muscle exercises, which have little effect on the abdomen.
Come on, try this."
Regel seemed to be instructing Albert, and the other party was willing to cooperate: " Don’t push too hard, just feel your abdominal muscles working, inhale when you stand up, and exhale when you lie down.”
She was still walking, but Regel and the others were behind and couldn't be seen.
Sneijder had no intention of exercising and stood in front of her, looking at her with a smile on his face.
"Okay, that's it for today.
Tomorrow we will gradually add more, five or ten at a time, to ensure that your waist circumference will be reduced by two inches within half a month.
The current fat content in your abdomen is 40%, which is already higher than that of many people.
Be strong.
But don't let up, keep at it," Reger encouraged.
"I will persist.
Thank you.
You are so professional.
My abdomen is sweating, and I don't feel too strenuous."
Albert thanked him.
He did not have the airs of a president or the snobbery of politics at all: "I should Hire you as my fitness coach.”
"You're welcome."
As a fitness coach, Reger is naturally very professional.
The kilometer was finally over.
Sneijder handed her water and unscrewed it for her.
"Thank you" took the water and she drank it.
As for her being with Albert all the time, she didn't expect that Sneijder was not as jealous as before, but instead made her even more apologetic.
He turned to look at the others, all working out.
It was almost time, and Regel got off the treadmill.
For them, it was useless to exercise their muscles.
On the one hand, they were already different from ordinary people, and it was difficult to change their muscles.
On the other hand, if the body is reshaped after death, the body muscles will return to almost the same shape as before.
Therefore, the best way is to exercise awareness, so all the teammates pretend to be active and choose the simplest and lowest consumption exercise.
Gordon walked to Barron and watched Barron riding his bicycle.
He couldn't help but said: "You should exercise your abdominals.
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Why do I always see you exercising your legs?"
Barron stopped panting, took a short break and replied: "When something happens, I have to run away quickly to save my life...
If my legs are not strengthened, can they still support my belly and figure?"
Looking at his big belly, his legs are fairly well-trained, but in comparison, he looks like a frog-like belly with thin legs.
Everyone laughed at such self-deprecating remarks.
Although Barron's style has changed, the only thing that hasn't changed is that he is still a person who is not annoying.
Barron walked up to Albert who was drinking water and taking a break: "I have to go to the TV station in the evening, so I canceled some appointments and have today off."
"Thank God, but it's the right thing to do.
If the election hadn't been imminent and the secretary had been fired, would she have thought I was an iron man?"
With a bit of resentment, Albert also expressed his recognition of Barron's work.
Looking around, there was no other exercise.
The person asked: "Is it done there?"
It's roughly a question that the TV host will ask.
As long as the TV station can do things well, it will be more effective than participating in ten publicity activities.
Barron lowered his voice: "They agreed before twelve o'clock."
"Okay" Albert threw the used towel into the laundry basket next to him.
"Also."
Barron reminded: "You sent an email to your wife.
Please open the mailbox and read it later."
"Okay."
Albert raised his eyebrows and took another sip of water.
Doesn’t he even know about the emails he sent?
The answer is obvious
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