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Chapter 677 The Water Throwed by Young Master Yang

Training with all your strength can indeed see where everyone's limit is.

Besides.

It is also the most tiring training method.

It's just the first game.

Everyone collapsed on the training ground exhausted.

The boy did not escape either.

At this time, the gymnasium only had the sound of their panting and exhaling, and there was no other sound.

Because it was the end of the semester, the students who would come to watch their training every time in the past couldn't escape the class at all.

This also makes them a lot more relaxed.

Mo Cong lay on the ground, and wiped his sweat with his hand, "This is really an all-out effort. If you say you are merciless, you are really merciless."

Lin Zhaoxia chuckled, "Didn't the captain say that? We can't violate this order, can't we, team members?"

"Yes."

"Of course we can't give up halfway."

Several team members responded lazily.

Mo Cong just laughed.

Suddenly a wind swept across the face.

Mo Cong watched a bottle of something fly over his head.

His pupils shrank, but he stretched out his hand instinctively, and stopped something very quickly.

With a certain line of sight, it turned out to be a bottle of mineral water.

At the same time, various wailing came from behind.

"I'll go, it hurts."

"Ah, it's a thug..."

"I fuck my stomach!"

"Who still has water here? Although we need it very much, this is too cruel..."

Who still?
The answer is not obvious.

In the entire stadium, except Young Master Yang, who came with the boy, who has that time, who else has that free time?

The team members also reacted one after another at this time.

They are not the only ones in this stadium.

At the beginning they were too focused on studying the new plan, since they just didn't notice who else came with the boy!

Only then did I notice that everyone's eyes were wide open.

"Fuck!?"

"Master Yang!"

"Oh my god..."

Looking down at the water in their hands one by one, they were all dazed.

The water that Young Master Yang gave them... Damn it!
Mo Cong was also taken aback.

Only then did he sit up with the bottle of water that he had caught, with a smile on his face, "Water, thank you Young Master Yang."

After speaking, he opened it and drank it.

When the other team members heard what their captain said, they also responded one after another and thanked them backwards.

It turns out.

It is absolutely impossible for young master Yang to give a bottle of water properly.

of course.

At least for them.

Throw it over and give him a bottle of water, for an expensive and indifferent person like him.

It is already very difficult.

If it wasn't for the fact that these people were the teenager's teammates.

After the water was given to the others, Young Master Yang finally stood up and walked down from the stand beside him.

Still holding a bottle of sealed water in his hand, he walked towards the boy at a leisurely pace.

Lin Zhaoxia hadn't quite reacted to what they said at first.

It wasn't until seeing the dazed expressions of them catching the water one by one, that they came back to their senses and smiled.

Let Young Master Yang give each of them a bottle of water so 'intimately'.

It's a very rare event.

Just as he was thinking, the sound of footsteps and a familiar scent of flowers came from his ears.

The boy raised his head slightly, stretched out his hand to wipe his face, and then raised his lips and smiled, "Hi, young master."

Yang Moyan doesn't care about his so-called cleanliness at this time.

He sat directly next to the young man, and with a wave of the windbreaker, he took the young man over.

　Ah... In just these two days, there will be a small update.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)