After being taken out of the castle, Yan Zuo put one hand in his pocket, looked around, and smiled faintly. His body, as smooth as jade, was particularly shining in the sunlight.
He found an empty hilltop and sat down casually, not at all bothered by the dirt on his body. A carefree smile was always on his face, with three parts of indifference and seven parts of laziness.
The sky was blue, and the sea breeze blowing towards him was cool. After a long time, he lazily raised his head and saw the surveillance cameras secretly placed around him. Yan Zuo smiled softly.
He took out a small laptop from his pocket, opened it, and began to operate the keyboard with his slender white fingertips, so fast that people couldn't see his hand movements.
Soon, several images appeared on the computer screen, including a shot of a dozen mercenaries running on a hill.
Yan Zuo suddenly laughed, adjusted his sitting position, and stared at it for a while.
I saw a petite and slender figure on the screen, trying hard to catch up with the person in front, the only one who was lagging behind.
Yan Zuo curled his lips and smiled, then laughed out loud. His beautiful eyebrows and eyes had a kind of casual and unrestrained look.
"So hard?"
He tapped on the keyboard for a long time before closing the computer.
With his hands on the back of his head, he leaned lazily against a tree, looking at the peaceful and tranquil island nonchalantly. Yan Zuo smiled slightly, "Come on!"
*
There are many hills on the island. The first hill after Shi Qi and others left is a steep slope.
After two hours, sweat slowly seeped through her entire body from her forehead, neck, and back.
The backpack on my body weighs about thirty kilograms.
Shi Qi observed the mercenaries in front and saw that they looked normal, with no signs of panting or sweating at all.
It seems that this is a physical training.
Moreover, these mercenaries seemed to be following her pace, not moving very fast, but she was always able to keep up in time.
Even so, she was sweating all over and her face was red.
She won't give up easily.
Since she has chosen this path, she will bear the consequences.
Half an hour later, the leading man waved his hand and said, "Ten minutes of rest."
All the staff stopped, without blushing or breathing hard, and stood in line.
Shi Qi also slowly stopped with a heavy backpack on his back. The mercenaries looked over at him with indifferent expressions.
No one discriminated against her because she was Jiu Ye's woman, nor did they dislike her because she was a drag. After all, they would be her trainees for the next month.
The leading man came over, looked at Shi Qi and said, "From now on, according to the sequence, you are number eighteen, remember!"
"Because the load on the body increases, you need to strengthen your back-kicking force while running, take smaller steps, increase your frequency, lower your center of gravity appropriately, and keep your body moving forward steadily. To reduce excessive tension in certain muscles, reduce the swing of your arms appropriately during running..."
The leading mercenary was called Number One. He was now telling Shi Qi with an expressionless face what to pay attention to when hiking cross-country.
Shi Qi listened carefully and noticed the hostility hidden in these dozen or so mercenaries. It was a kind of killing that she had experienced in the battlefields, which was different from what she encountered in the underground black boxing.
They are the kind of killing gods who go back and forth between death and war.
Jiu Ye's subordinates are not ordinary characters.
Shi Qi took out the kettle and took a few sips to replenish water.
When it was time to rest, they started running again, walking up the steep slope.
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