"I'm still the fucking current..." Song Xiaodong said half a sentence and then shut up.
"Punishment: run five laps around the Forest Park!" Song Xiaodong shouted at the platoon leader.
"Yes, sir!"
The platoon leader turned around and was about to run.
"Get back here!"
"Yes, sir!"
"Remove the roadblocks for me!"
"Yes, sir!"
"No one gets in except my people!"
"Yes, sir!"
The platoon leader went off to run laps around Forest Park, the squad leader ordered the little warriors to move the roadblocks at the Forest Park entrance, and Song Xiaodong's line of Wuling Hongguang vans drove in.
Song Xiaodong followed behind to watch the show.
A bunch of rich young masters were merrily racing under the encirclement of the troops; with the Forest Park tourists, those annoying nobodies, all gone, they were having an especially great time.
"Hahaha, today I'm gonna race till I'm satisfied!"
