The people behind the three people stared at these three people...
Further away, Ace ran hard and asked as if to cheer himself up: "Dad, can I really run down? Can I really get first place?"
His father opened his eyes and lied: "Of course! Ace! You can do it! You will definitely get first place! I promise! I promise to God! When God sees you running, he will definitely let you get first place."
!Come on, baby! Everyone is with you!"
"Okay!" Ace gritted his teeth and tried hard...
When the others saw that Ace was working so hard, those who couldn't hold on after running for a few steps gritted their teeth and ran along. What a joke, if they quit halfway now, it would definitely be embarrassing for them to be sent to their grandma's house. They gritted their teeth and persisted... This last one
The team ran very slowly, and basically no one expected to get any ranking. As long as they could finish the race or finish the race, they would be victorious.
As time passed by, an hour passed...
Although Ace ran slower, he still gritted his teeth and persisted, working hard to move his legs.
The others originally wanted to take a rest, but when they saw Ace like this, their faces turned red, and they yelled to cheer themselves up and ran along.
Another hour passed...
People are still working hard, and they are even doubting themselves. Have they really run for two hours? This is unbelievable!
"Oh my God, I've been running for so long!"
"I never thought I could run so far! When I get back, I want to tell my son that he must be proud of me!"
"Come on...ah...mother...give me strength..."
…
A group of wolves were running around crying and howling.
They are doubting themselves, but at this moment, the judges at the finish line are beginning to doubt life.
"What's going on? It's been two and a half hours, why hasn't anyone reached the finish line yet? According to past results, Sambic, Dex, and Big should have all reached the finish line..." A
The female referee frowned.
"Yeah, even though they haven't broken the world record, they can still run to the finish line within two hours and ten minutes. They have never reached the finish line in two and a half hours! What happened?"
The male referee followed.
"Let someone go and see what they are doing?" said an older referee, Malvais, and then a young man named Hughes volunteered to go.
"Perhaps, they will appear in front of us soon." Weir, the only man who didn't complain much, whispered.
However, half an hour later...
"Your time is a bit long." Malvais said calmly.
Will was awkwardly silent...
At this moment, Malvais' phone rang, and Hughes's voice came out: "Oh, my God! Mr. Malvais, I have to ask you, is there something wrong with your map? At least, give it to me.
Is there something wrong with this picture?"
"Xius, are you questioning our professionalism? Well, I can solemnly tell you that all the maps were drawn under my personal supervision and have been checked, and they are the most accurate maps! Now,
Tell me, have you found Dex and the others? What on earth are they doing? Why haven't they reached the finish line yet? Do they want our marathon to become a joke around the world? The slowest marathon in history?" Marr
Weiss asked majestically and angrily.
Hughes said bitterly: "Mr. Malvais, then I have to inform you of some bad news. I found some marathon team members who gave up halfway, but..."
"But what?" Malvais asked seriously. At this moment, he suddenly had a bad feeling.
"But, I didn't see a running athlete! Uh...wait a minute, what did I see? Oh my God, a group of fat people, old people, women and children ran over under the leadership of a lame boy.
It's..." Hughes exclaimed.
"I know that someone has already reported it. That is Ace! An inspirational, brave, and strong young man! However, I want you to find not this one, but those bastards Dex and Sambic! Where are they?"
Malvais roared.
"Sorry, Mr. Malvais, I drove all the way here and I really didn't see any of them. I didn't even see anyone from other echelons." Hughes said cautiously.
"What the hell, where are they? Who can tell me where they have gone?! Damn bastards!" Malweis asked angrily.
"Sneeze!" Fang Zheng sneezed, rubbed his nose, and asked Red Boy, "Is someone scolding me as a teacher?"
Hong Hai'er thought for a while and said: "Master, considering your personality, there should be a lot of people scolding you."
Fang Zheng: "..."
Fang Zheng turned around and looked behind him. Everyone was panting like an ox and staring at him with red eyes, especially the three running at the front, as if they were looking at the enemy who killed his father!
Fang Zheng muttered: "These donors seem to be almost unable to run..."
Honghai'er said: "It seems so, but it shouldn't be. They are all professionals and amateurs. They can at least finish the whole race. We haven't reached the finish line yet, why are they like this?"
Fang Zheng said: "Just ask and you will know."
So, Fang Zheng shouted: "Donors, are you unable to run anymore? Do you want to take a rest?"
"He...huh...he's...huh, what are you talking about?" Big asked out of breath.
Sambike lost his earlier excitement and shook his head: "I didn't hear you clearly..."
Dex's face was dark and he said with great anger: "He asked us if we couldn't run anymore! Damn it, we are the three LD marathon giants in our department! We have run the whole course countless times, and we haven't reached the finish line yet this time. He
Just ask us if we can’t run anymore! Damn it...this is naked ridicule!”
"This old monk is actually mocking us! Come on! Come on, speed up, catch up! We want him to know how powerful we are!" Bigger shouted angrily when he heard this. At this moment, he could no longer breathe, and a wave of anger aroused him.
With his strength, he actually started to speed up.
When Dex saw it, he quickly grabbed him, shook his head and said, "Well... just catch up."
Sambik nodded like a chicken pecking rice and said: "Indeed, I have chased several times and failed. Just run along, save your strength, and rush again at the last moment..."
"Okay..." Big nodded.
So, a group of people continued to run...
The sun was gradually setting in the west, and a group of people were running sweating profusely, running slower and slower, and some even started to walk away... However, they were always moving forward.
However, people can’t figure out why this year’s marathon is so long? Why is this road so durable? It’s been more than three hours, why haven’t we arrived yet?