Although I already have the strength to match that of Spider-Man and Captain Star-Spangled Banner, sadly, I still can't lift this one-meter-tall marble block. (8) (1) 中┡文网*.ん81.

By the way, is this really a marble block?

With a skeptical mind, I took a closer look at the stone in front of me again.

After entering the eyes, one of the most obvious features: white.

Like an air-dried skeleton, it does not have the slightest variegation.

I took off my gauntlet and stroked the surface of the stone: rough.

Absolutely rough, the same feeling as touching old tree bark.

Put on the gauntlet again, knocked on the stone face, and there was a muffled sound.

Undoubtedly, solid.

Sitting cross-legged across from me, I wrinkled my brow and pondered, and after a few minutes, came to a sad conclusion: this is indeed an authentic piece of marble!

It took so long to dig out a huge marble block that didn't have a hairy use?

And it's all over the streets, the most worthless and ordinary kind?

This sudden blow broke the last line of reason in my head.

A weird smile flew to the corner of my lips: "Hehe, hehehehe, okay, since you are so fateful, let's make a break!" ”

Then, with a collapsed posture, I made a lot of effort and vowed to lift this marble block that I had a bad relationship with to lift out of this two-meter-deep pit.

If there were onlookers on the side, the picture would have looked like this: a young man with a bad smile on his face, with a pair of eyes that shot a strange gaze, squatting on a horse, with both hands, used all the strength of the pull, trying to lift the marble block in front of him, which was more than one meter high.

What a tragic and strange scene!

Under my vigorous lifting, the marble block was lifted by a crane, rising inch by inch, although the degree of rise was not fast, but the momentum of the rise was full.

This is a battle between manpower and gravity, although there are no colorful moves, and there is no colorful light, but it is still a wonderful battle!

The biggest attraction is the challenger Mr. An Xiaoyi, whose collapsed expression and his posture of pulling the flight completely reflect the highest level of manpower, that is, the power of the flight!

Although some people say that the strength of milk is the ultimate strength of human beings, has anyone ever thought that human beings, only when they pull the flight, will they have facial distortion movements, will there be moments when their smiles collapse, and they will really put their whole heart and even all their energy into it.

All these efforts are for the thrill of that moment after the flight!

Therefore, the power of pulling and flying is the strongest manpower!

Look at An Xiaoyi again, with the strongest strength, oh, no, it is to lift the huge marble block with the power of pulling and flying, point by point, inch by inch, the top of the marble block has reached the edge of the deep pit, and the bottom end of the marble block has approached An Xiaoyi's knees!

Come on, An Xiaoyi, sprint!

The above are all narrators' own statements.

When the marble was level with my knees, I felt a sense of heroism in my heart again: as long as I worked harder, harder, harder, this stone would be pushed out by me!

However, in an instant, my entire face changed color.

Not only that, but my arms began to tremble, my legs began to tremble, and even my whole body trembled.

I was not poisoned, nor was I electrocuted, nor did I feel the urge to urinate or feces, but my body trembled unconsciously because I could feel that in the depths of my intestines, a magnificent momentum was coming with an unstoppable momentum!

That's right, it's!

It's a huge and magnificent thick fart!

It's a thick fart that can make me feel the bitterness of my first love and want to say it!

In the face of the magnificent fart, I can only do my best to block, to resist, to try to turn it into more surging stamina, to help me lift the marble block!

However, I still underestimate this magnificent thick fart, it is like the head teacher when I was a student, checking the phenomenon of early love, as long as you are a little lax, it will appear in the first hole, and move the general attack, your bitter and wonderful first love, completely strangled in the bud!

In my current state, it is more dangerous and difficult for me to hide my first love than for what I have to deal with, on the one hand, a thick fart from my intestines, and on the other hand, a huge marble block that I am holding flat in front of me.

As long as there is a slight relaxation, it will definitely end up collapsing on both sides at the same time!

"You have to hold it, you have to hold it!" I kept muttering in my heart.

Then, I felt a slight shaking of the marble block held flat in front of me.

I hurriedly focused my attention on the front of me again, and once again I muttered, "Don't fall, don't fall!" ”

With just this distraction, the fart came up again.

So I quickly focused on dealing with the ass.

The marble began to slob again......

After tossing and turning like this for four or five minutes in a row, the thick fart was finally suppressed by me.

I let out a long breath, and the moment of confusion made me forget that I was holding a piece of marble more than a meter high in front of me.

Thereupon......

I was pressed underneath by the sloping marble block.

Then, that fart swept over again, poof

The smell of leaven breakfast was released.

I tilt my head, kick my feet, pawn!

Well, well, I'm joking.

Actually, I was just out of breath from the heavy marble.

Don't doubt it, my current strength is close to that of Marvel heroes!

Hold your breath and don't let the smell of fart scurrying around affect my sanity, it stinks too much for me to stand myself!

With a single effort of my arms, I pushed the marble block down my body, and I took a long breath, and then I cried at the smell of my own ass.

It took a long time to dance before finally dispelling this domineering smell.

Wiping away the sweat, I looked at the marble lying in front of me for a moment, and felt that it was not feasible to lift it up by my own strength, it was far beyond the maximum weight I could bear at the moment.

After thinking about it for a while, I decided to turn the marble over and see what was on the other side of it, and if there was really nothing, I would think of something else.

Because I always feel that this marble must have its ulterior secret when it is not properly buried in the soil!

After making up my mind, I grabbed one side with both hands, and again, with a bang, a muffled sound, and the marble was turned over by me.