Chapter 852 Easily Broke the World Record!

Everyone was slightly stunned when they heard this, and all their eyes fell on him.

Zhong Mo crossed his hands and put them on the table, looking at him with a smile: "Xiao Wen, tell me, if you say something good, you will be rewarded!"

Liang Zhiwen came up to him and smiled: "Brother-in-law, I don't want rewards. If you treat my sister better, I will be satisfied. Besides, you are my idol. Isn't it my responsibility and obligation to help my idol share his worries? ?”

"Well, tell me your method!"

A gentle smile appeared on Zhong Mo's face.

"Brother-in-law, let me ask you first, how is your physical strength? Is it bigger than those black guys? About the same? Very strong? Or can you kill them instantly?"

Liang Zhiwen leaned down and asked with a smile on his face.

"How do you say this?"

Zhong Mo raised his left hand, rubbed his chin, and said to himself, "The best time in Chiatu is two hours? If I slow down a little, I can finish the whole race in an hour. After all, you I also know that if I run too fast, I can easily be caught as a guinea pig!"

"One, one hour?"

Liang Zhiwen was stunned at first, and then twitched the corner of his mouth, "Brother-in-law, it's okay to brag occasionally, but for a full marathon, if you finish it in one hour, that's a bit too much, right? Do you think this is a 100-meter sprint?" "

Zhong Mo couldn't help but laugh: "Is it an exaggeration to run in one hour?"

He took out his cell phone, found a stopwatch and put it into Liang Zhiwen's hand.

"First see how long it takes me to run a hundred meters!"

After saying this, he threw his legs away and started running around the hotel lobby.

Although he had tried his best to control his speed, he still walked quickly. His two long legs were like two hot wheels, constantly swinging behind him, forming a faint afterimage. Everyone in the hotel lobby watched. Stop what you are doing and focus on him.

He didn't know how far exactly one hundred meters was, so he just estimated the distance in his mind.

He finished running in one breath and asked Liang Zhiwen loudly: "How long?"

"This, 9 seconds 40!"

Liang Zhiwen looked at the time, his expression suddenly changed, he raised his phone and stammered.

"What? This, how is this possible?"

When everyone heard this number, they were completely confused.

The world record for the 100-meter race was broken by Bolt with a time of 9.58 seconds.

But now Zhong Mo takes even less time than him!

In other words, Zhong Mo easily broke Bolt's world record?

"My husband's speed is too fast, isn't it? I just saw a gust of wind blowing past me!"

"No wonder my husband said he can easily win the championship. With this speed, he is sure!"

"If my husband doesn't become a star and instead participates in the Olympics, he will definitely win several gold medals!"

…

The girls looked at Zhong Mo with a look of satisfaction and pride on his face, and they all started talking.

no way!

My man is so good!

"Um, excuse me first!"

At this time, a middle-aged man in his forties came over.

He is the lobby manager of the hotel.

He said with a flattering smile, "Actually, what Mr. Zhong ran just now was not 100 meters, but 123 meters. He ran 23 more meters, so he used less time than this." Some!"

"What? You ran 123 meters in 9 seconds 40?"

When everyone heard this conclusion, their hearts twitched several times.

Do you want to be so perverted?

Zhong Mo laughed nonchalantly: "I just ran an extra twenty meters, so I just let them go. The most important thing is that I can keep this speed and run for an hour or two continuously!"

After saying this, he turned his head, looked at Liang Zhiwen, and smiled slightly, "Xiaowen, do you still think I can't finish the marathon in one hour?"

"This, this..."

Liang Zhiwen watched Zhong Mo finish the 100-meter race. His face was not red or his ears were red, as if he had taken a nap. After finishing the race, he was out of breath and exhausted. He couldn't help but put out his thumb. , repeatedly praised: "Brother-in-law, you are still powerful, let alone Chiatu, even if Superman comes, he will not be your opponent!"

Zhong Mo walked up to the lobby manager and joked with a smile: "Manager Hu, you think I am bringing glory to the country. If I win the championship, shouldn't there be some rewards in your hotel?"

Manager Hu was stunned for a moment, then patted his chest and shouted happily: "Mr. Zhong, if you really win this marathon, I will pay for it myself and support Mr. Zhong and your friends tonight." How about a celebration party?"

"Oh? This is what you said, Manager Hu. Don't worry about your wallet then, okay?"

Zhong Mo couldn't help laughing.

"It's my honor to host a celebration banquet for Mr. Zhong. How can I feel sorry for my wallet?"

Manager Hu laughed nonchalantly.

Zhong Mo and the others have been staying at the Peninsula Hotel for more than a month, which has earned them a great reputation. A mere celebration banquet is not a good deal for making friends with a big star like Zhong Mo!

Manager Hu and Zhong Mo chatted for a while, then took the initiative to retreat and prepare for the celebration banquet tonight!

Zhong Mo can't win the championship?

Are you kidding me?

With Zhong Mo's terrifying physical strength, he can win the championship even while crawling!

Zhong Mo sat back in his seat and asked Liang Zhiwen: "Xiao Wen, you can tell me your method now!"

Liang Zhiwen now inexplicably has more confidence in his method!

He nodded quickly: "Brother-in-law, my method is divided into two steps. The first step is that we find a few elites among our own people, so that they can't be disturbed by the outside world and run to the finish line in the shortest time!"

"This method is so-so, not too good, nor too bad!"

Zhong Mo nodded gently.

"Brother-in-law, the key is the second step. If you want to complete this task, you have to rely on it. In fact, the marathon is not about speed, but about physical strength, which is completely different from the 100-meter race. Those big black guys who often participate in marathons naturally know this truth, but if brother-in-law disrupts their plans and makes them use up their physical strength at the beginning, then what's the point of running?"

"Brother-in-law, you should ridicule them, insult them, and mock them. It's best to let them chase you. In this way, it is unknown whether they can complete the marathon."

"But you will also consume a lot of physical strength, so if you don't have enough physical strength, don't try it easily. It's easy to kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred of your own!"

"Hiss!"

Everyone took a breath of cold air when they heard this.

This move is too insidious and vicious!

If those big black guys really fall into the trap, they will definitely be angry to death!