Mistakenly provoked a black-bellied junior brother

Chapter 214 I Carried Him Over

The other host who was standing at the finish line only felt a flash in front of his eyes. A handsome young man in a moon-white brocade robe had already appeared in front of him with his arms around a girl in a purple dress. The man's clothes are elegant, his movements are elegant, like a fairy who descended from the sky, with a noble and extraordinary temperament, and his expression appears in front of him calmly.

"You..." The host was stunned for a moment, pointing at the two of them with a finger for a long time, but he didn't say a word. For so many years, it was the first time he saw someone in the project of sharing weal and woe, Such an elegant, calm and fast finish.

Zhishan looked at the host with a pair of delicate eyebrows, frowned slightly, and then said to him in a cold voice: "We are No.1."

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes!!" The host immediately came back to his senses, picked up a brush to record on the paper, and raised his head to ask, "May I ask what your number plate is?"

"Number 29!!" Hua Weiluo replied with a smile.

"Okay...okay..." The host immediately wrote "1" in the No.29 position on the rice paper.

"Senior Sister! We are here!!" Just after they had registered their number plates, Zhizhen stepped aside, dragging Zhimei who had fainted from foaming at the mouth, and appeared in front of them.

"This is..." The host looked puzzled at the two big men who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"We are No.2!! The number plate is No.30!!" Zhi Zhen shouted towards the host in a rough voice.

"Uh..." Although the host was full of doubts, looking at Zhizhen's burly figure, he finally wrote the two big characters "Thirty" on the No.2 position on the rice paper with trembling hands.

"Hey, Junior Brother Zhizhen, you guys are pretty fast too!!" Hua Weiluo turned her head to look at Zhizhen's sweaty face, then at Zhimei's expression about to vomit blood, and couldn't help but wonder: "What's the matter, Junior Brother Zhimei?"

"I don't know too well!!" Zhizhen said harshly towards Hua Weiluo: "When Junior Brother Zhimei first started running, he called his legs weak and couldn't run, and after running for a while, he said he was dizzy. His condition is really bad, if we continue like this, we will be eliminated, so I pinched him hard to cheer him up, and whoever thought of it would immediately foam at the mouth and lose consciousness It's a personnel matter..."

"Well... and then..." Hua Weiluo looked at them with black lines all over her head, and couldn't help feeling sorry for Junior Brother Zhimei.

"Then I carried Junior Brother Zhimei here." Zhizhen panted heavily, and said depressedly: "I didn't expect this guy to look thin and weak on weekdays, but it's really heavy to carry..."

"Junior Brother Zhizhen, you...carried him all the way here??" Hua Weiluo couldn't help asking, seeing his sweating face.

"Yes!!" Zhizhen nodded, reaching out to wipe the sweat off his brow.

"Why not...use lightness kung fu?" Hua Weiluo turned her head to glance at Zhishan who had a calm face, and continued to ask Zhizhen.

"Ah?" Zhizhen was taken aback for a moment, and said seriously, "Isn't this a running competition?"

"Haha... yes yes..." Hua Weiluo smiled awkwardly, gave him a thumbs up and said, "Junior brother is amazing!!"

(End of this chapter)