The silver fox general of the pirate

The crane left, walking very peacefully.

Foxy and Zefa were the only two in the office. Although Zefa didn't exude any aura, Foxy couldn't help getting nervous.

Look at the arms with thick thighs, and the strong muscles covered by the clothes, you can't hold your throat with a casual punch.

Compared with his own small physique, he is no different from a little chicken.

"Go get to know your future buddy first."

Crisp and neat, Zefa didn't procrastinate, stood up and walked towards the door.

"Yes, General Zefa."

Foxy followed with firm steps.

"Call me Teacher Zefa from now on."

Without looking back, Zefa had a sullen face and a serious smile.

"Yes, Teacher Zefa."

I don't know why Foxy is nervous and a little apprehensive, is it because Zefa's aura is too strong?

"gather!"

Zefa brought Foxy to the playground with a stern face.

Foxy could clearly notice that some children were trembling all over, presumably they were a little afraid of Zefa.

Neatly, more than a dozen children of different heights and ages stood in two rows on the playground, looking straight at Zefa.

"Foxey, introduce yourself."

"yes."

Sullen, Foxy was also serious.

It's not that he doesn't want to relax, it's because Zefa's aura is too strong, which makes the atmosphere particularly heavy.

"My name is Foxy. I am 14 years old. Please take care of me."

"snort!"

Some children put their arms around their shoulders and looked at Foxy with disdain, and some children looked at Foxy with a smile.

But that smile was a schadenfreude smile.

Foxy's heart skipped a beat, feeling that these little kids were not easy to get along with.

"Then you get to know each other slowly, now run five laps along the playground."

Without warning, Zefa gave the order.

As soon as they heard this order, all the children seemed to be abandoned, and they couldn't help but chirp.

"Teacher Zefa?"

A kid with short blond hair and a broad chin, who looked sixteen or seventeen, wanted to say something, but before he could finish speaking, Zefa trembled when he looked over.

"Gaspard, add a circle."

"Who still has a problem." Looking around, Zefa sullenly looked like a devil, making a dozen children dare not breathe.

"What are you still doing, run for me."

Zephyr roared.

"yes."

Dust was splashed, and a dozen children started running around the playground against the sun.

There was no need for Zefa to speak, Foxy followed sensiblely, but his face trembled when he saw the huge playground.

According to a preliminary estimate, this lap will be at least eight or nine kilometers long, and the five laps.

With such high intensity from the very beginning, I really don't treat them as human beings.

The most important thing is that these guys run too fast, and they just distanced themselves from Foxy in an instant.

Foxy chased after him with all his strength, but he could only keep away.

MMP, why not be so cruel.

Foxy had just finished a lap and was sweating profusely with his tongue sticking out, but these guys were already on their second lap, and none of them were blushing or out of breath.

What made Foxy speechless the most was that a little girl in the crowd ran faster than him, and smiled sweetly when passing him. Foxy didn't feel the spring breeze, but felt deep malice.

I can't even compare to a loli.

Shame, great shame.

The entire playground has a runway of ten kilometers, that is, 10,000 meters. In the previous life, the runways of some schools were about 400 meters or 500 meters, which means that there are 20 500-meter runways here.

The five laps add up to 50,000 meters, which is equivalent to 50 kilometers, and that doesn't mean running people to death.

Even if Foxy had practiced for more than a month before, 50 kilometers was not enough.

This is the marathon!

Starting slowly, the guys who were running like Hot Wheels before also started to slow down with their tongues out.

Foxy was not in a hurry, he just ran slowly, keeping his breath force steady, even though he was sweating profusely and his legs began to weaken.

The three leading children in the crowd were particularly tough, especially the wild loli, who ran in the second echelon. As for Foxy, he was far ahead in the third echelon, and he was the only one.

The sun was hanging over their heads, and slowly there were fewer and fewer people on the playground. They had finished five laps, and now only Foxy and the extra lap Gaspard were left.

With dry mouth and tongue, Foxy felt that his legs were not his own, and his breathing was painful, but he persisted.

"Your name is Foxy?"

Running side by side, both were last laps, though Foxey was fifth and Gaspard sixth.

Sticking out his tongue, his whole body was drenched with sweat, Foxy turned his head to look at Gaspard, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"Hello"

Almost out of breath, Foxy laughed uglier than she cried.

"You are so weak."

With a look of contempt on his face, Gaspard ignored Foxy after finishing speaking, quickened his pace and was in front of Foxy.

His face froze, Foxy looked at the back of Juechen, and really wanted to shoot with a slow aperture.

If you don't learn well at such a young age, shouldn't you help me according to the normal routine?

It's okay to add insult to injury, but I still despise it.

Foxy wanted to catch up and feel proud, but the idea was a good idea, but his body would not allow it.

But the name Gaspard seems to have been heard somewhere, with short blond hair, a big mouth, a wide chin, and a fierce look, so you can tell at a glance that he is a gangster.

Unable to remember for a moment, Foxy gritted his teeth and persisted.

Although it was a bit slow, it was still finished.

Tired like a dead dog, Foxy put his hands on his knees and panted heavily, as if he had been drenched in water, not to mention how embarrassed he was.

Everyone around looked at him.

"The physical fitness is too poor."

Even Zefa frowned.

Straightening up, Foxy's breathing was no longer panting, but his chest was still heaving violently, and his legs were still trembling.

"Teacher Zefa, I will work hard."

Clenching his fists, Foxy's self-esteem was stronger than he imagined.

I have finally come to this moment, looking at people's faces, flattering, and even risking my life, I must not give up halfway.

His left eye was stinging, and even his life was in danger, so why should he be afraid.

What's more, it is also related to the issue of plastic surgery, so it must not be sloppy!

"Work hard, of course you have to work hard, I won't treat you differently just because you are recommended by He, everyone here is like this, so you will spend the days in hell in the future, and you will die if you are not careful."

He glanced at Foxy, and then Zefa stared at Gaspard and the others with cold eyes.

Swallowing, everyone held their breaths. It was only ten days and a half months since they joined the academy, and the longest was only one or two months, so they haven't figured out Zefa's temper yet.

"That's all for today. You go back and have a good rest. You will start formal training tomorrow. If you fail to meet my requirements, you will know."

"Drake, take Foxy to your dormitory, and the rest are free to move about."

Zefa didn't wait for everyone to answer, and disappeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that Zefa disappeared out of thin air, all the students breathed a sigh of relief.

Because Zefa put too much pressure on them. .

Quit smoking, and if you smoke again, you will be able to ride the clouds!