As time passed, I improved little by little as I trained harder and harder every day. In half a year, I was amazed by my progress. The genius went from winning and losing each other to completely giving up training with me in the sparring with me, and the genius completely surrendered to me. He said I had become a monster and that my progress wasn't at all like what humans should be. Archie was also amazed at my progress and asked me if hatred was giving me motivation. I shook my head, I love fighting.

Every time I clenched my fists, I felt myself full of strength and wanted to fight. I don't know when I stopped touching cigarettes and alcohol completely. Cigarettes and alcohol don't give me a tenth of the pleasure I get from throwing my fists. I know I'm getting closer and closer to leaving here, but I haven't figured out exactly which day I'm going to face Old K.

Do you want to get out? Of course! It's just that of course I'm getting less and less sure. I started to like the paradise of going to hell. Yes, a paradise for a boxer. The outside world is very exciting, and the outside world is also very helpless, is that kind of deceitful society still suitable for me? My heart is very worried.

This kind of thought often makes me unable to sleep in the middle of the night, and at this time, I will take out a photo of Liu Yuxi and my daughter Shen Man, and tell myself that this is the person I love the most by the moonlight outside. I want to see them, to give them the warmth and love of a husband and a father, and I want to get back what I have lost. Also, I want to find out why I was forced to leave, and I want to give myself an answer, which will not help me with the suffering I have endured, but I need it.

I took off my drenched undershirt and continued to abuse the sandbag in front of me. Use your elbows, your knees, or even your head to hammer them. Training without a sparring partner is lonely and lonely. Now, except for Mike, who occasionally helps me with the target, no one stands in the ring with me. Looking at the sweat running down the scar on my chest, I thought that it would be really difficult for anyone to hurt me in the future, because my fists were getting harder and harder.

Handing me a towel, Archie stood beside me as usual. However, unlike usual, Archie's face is not good-looking, and his face is gloomy as if someone owes him money.

"What's wrong?" I took the towel and wiped my sweat, "Is there anyone else here who can make our Mr. Archie unhappy?"

"Hu Laoba is dead. Archie said coldly.

"What?" I put down my towel and stared at Archie stunned, "Hu Lao Ba is dead?" The Hu Lao Ba who has been taking care of me is dead? "How did you die?" I clenched my fists and thought of the Japanese.

"How did you die?" Archie sneered, "Someone killed." ”

"Who?" I could hear the sound between the joints of my fist, my pronunciation squeezing out between my teeth.

"Old tile. Archie hammered the sandbag in front of me with his fist, "It's the mixed-race Chinese who came in with you." ”

"How is that possible?" I glared at Archie. Lao Wa was transferred to the kitchen or I asked Archie for help, isn't he a fellow countryman with Hu Laoba, how could he kill Hu Laoba, who has always been very docile?

Archie, apparently not wanting to explain to me, glanced at his watch: "If you have a good relationship with Lao Wa, you can go and see him now, and he may go to Comrade Lenin to report by this time tomorrow." Damn, Christmas is just a few days away, and who's in charge of this year's Christmas dinner. ”

I ignored Archie, who was still chattering, put on a coat and walked to the confinement cell I was familiar with for handymen.

The pitch-black hut is surrounded by walls on three sides, and only one side is an iron fence, and there is no toilet that makes it stinky inside, and it is difficult to find a place to stand in the space of three or four square meters. When I was first caught in Hell, I was imprisoned twice by Barrow for poor language communication. I never want to think about such a place where and pee everywhere.

The person in charge of guarding the old tile today is also my old acquaintance, the overseer Barrow.

"Hello, Mr. Barrow. I took the initiative to say hello, "Can I go in and have a look?"

Barrow wasn't surprised by my presence, he knew that Lao Wa and I had been arrested together. But I could see that Barrow still looked at me with fear. Fear of my mad dog or fear of me I don't know the punch and kick that was once inflicted on him. And I was relieved of the whip that Barrow had thrown at me after I had beaten Barrow.

"Yes," Barrow tightened his grip on his AK rifle, "but five minutes at most." ”

"Ten minutes, please don't come in and disturb us. I didn't give Barrow a chance to speak, so I slipped five hundred dollars into Barrow's hand and walked straight through the door.

It's still the tight space, it's still the smelly smell. Through the faint pear-shaped light bulb, I saw the old tile curled up in a corner of the wall. The large blood stains on his face made him look like a madman.

Ruined everyone's Christmas feast here, Barrow's flesh and skin must have suffered no less.

"Help me, Mountain!" Seeing my arrival, Barrow excitedly rushed to the front and grabbed the iron fence.

"Did you kill Hu Laoba?" I slowly lit a cigarette and handed it to the old tile in the fence.

"You're going to save me, aren't you?" Lao Wa took the cigarette, didn't smoke it, and stared straight at me.

"Did you kill Hu Laoba?" I repeated one of my words, looking at the stinking old tile.

"Yes. Lao Wa avoided my gaze and spat out a word with difficulty.

I gritted my teeth, looked at Lao Wa, and tried my best to restrain my anger: "Why? Hu Lao Ba is not the kind of person who will provoke trouble. ”

"Why, why?" said Lao Wa's expression became a little crazy, "I don't know why. I can't even remember how many days I've been caught in this hellish place, and I'm going to be crazy in this place. It's really crazy!"

Lao Wa cried loudly, his voice trembling: "Hu Laoba asked me to boil water, he just told me to boil water." I don't know why, how did I pour boiling water on Hu Laoba's face, I don't know why, I really don't know. ”

Hu Laoba wiped the tears from his face. Tears mixed with dried blood scabs made Lao Wa look even more crazy. Is this the old tile I know who likes to brag about the mountains? I asked myself.

"I don't know, I don't know why I stabbed Hu Laoba. "All I knew I had to do was that I was going to do it, and I knew I was fucking crazy." ”

Lao Wa burned the cigarette butt I gave him on his arm: "Look, I'm crazy, crazy!"

"You're going to save me, aren't you?"

Looking at such an old tile, my heart twitched fiercely. If Xiao Yang hadn't come over and hadn't met Archie, would I be like this? I don't dare to think about it.

But thinking of that honest Hu Laoba, I turned my head away and stopped looking at Lao Wa.

In any case, Hu Laoba is innocent.

"You answer me, Dashan!" Lao Wa shook the iron fence vigorously, "You answer me!"

Lao Wa gritted his teeth and looked at me, with a fierce look in his eyes: "I'm here all because of you, you want to save me out!"

"Big Mountain!" "Big Mountain!" "Mad Dog, Did You Hear the!" "Mad Dog!"

I closed my eyes, stopped looking at Lao Wa, and walked out step by step. I don't want to listen to Lao Wa's pleading or scolding anymore, I'm tired.

When I went out, I looked at Barrow, who was still guarding, and nodded, "Thank you, Mr. Barrow." ”

Barrow didn't seem accustomed to my politeness: "It's not been five minutes, you're not talking anymore?"

"No more talking. ”

No matter how much you talk about it, it can't change the fact that this place is a real hell for handymen.