It has been more than half a month since the monk left, and during this time, I have been soaked with wild dogs and doctors almost every day, or I am often ravaged by them, my nose and face are swollen, and I was beaten twice by wild dogs and broke my arm twice, but this is not the most painful.

The most maddening thing is the pervert of "doctor", who is clearly said to be an internist, but this product seems to have a better hand in treating bruises and sprains, and every time I am beaten by a wild dog, the doctor can help me heal with the fastest technique.

The wild dog said that I was too thin, and in addition to the "zama step" that I had to do every day, I had two more training subjects, "frog jump" and "push-up", especially in the first few days when I was directly tired and fainted twice.

Although I still can't beat the "wild dog", I still feel very happy, because I can feel some improvements, for example, now I can hold out for more than two hours in the "telegram" of Zamabu, although after the incident, I will stand on the ground like a dead dog and do not want to move, at most I will rest for three or five minutes, and then I will be forced to fight with the "wild dog" again.

Every time he knocked me down, the wild dog would yell at me, "Waste, coward!" Especially in recent days, the wild dog's attitude has become more and more irritable, and he has an urge to kill me, and several times the two of us have fought and fought with real fire.

This morning, he was even more like crazy, scratching my face and dislocating my left arm, and yelled at me as I fell to the ground, "Why are you so stupid? How many times have you told you, don't always think about how to dodge when you encounter an enemy, you should think about how to knock him down, attack is the best defense!"

While helping me to connect the bones, the doctor sighed and said with a very heavy expression, "Little Si, don't complain about the wild dog, his day is coming, but I'm afraid that you will learn too slowly..."

The wild dog on the side suddenly cursed "!", squatted on the ground, rubbed his hands vigorously on his head, and after a long time, his voice was a little trembling and let out a long breath, "I always thought that Lao Tzu had seen through it a long time ago, and I had lived enough!

"Puppy, look away! Didn't we know from the first day we came in that there would be such a day? Death may be a relief for people like you and me!" the doctor walked over sadly and patted the wild dog on the back to comfort him.

"I know, forget it... Needless to say, let's choose the little beast as the captain today, let him leave first, I don't want him to see my crying and wailing nest!" "I realized that both of the wild dog's eyes were red and bloodshot, and it was obvious that he hadn't slept well for several days.

"Brother dog, brother doctor, let me go out and try it, maybe I can..." I pursed my lips and looked at them with a heavy heart.

"Alright, don't talk crazy! surnamed Gao, get in here..."

The wild dog slammed his fist against the iron doors of the two cells and shouted outside.

After a while, the iron door of the cell opened, and the sturdy executive, protected by two armed military policemen, walked in, and scolded angrily, "What howl? Before the day comes, are you anxious to be reincarnated?"

"Don't give Lao Tzu nonsense, we will choose him as the trumpet commander now, and let people out, otherwise when the wind is released today, a few of us will definitely have the ability to do something!"

"Wild dog, don't make trouble! Be careful of me..."The executive was obviously a little frightened, and his face changed slightly and he took two steps back.

"Be careful of what you have? What do you think Lao Tzu is afraid of now? Don't point at me with this thing, it doesn't make much difference to me if I die sooner or later, but if a few of us guys who are going to die really have the heart to toss, can you weigh it?" the wild dog slammed his head into the muzzle of the gun and sneered at the executive.

"Alas... Count me in!" The doctor stretched and stepped forward, the doctor with a "centipede" scar on his face was more impactful than a wild dog.

"Xiao Gao, do some personnel! When I was visited in prison, I would arrange for someone to send some benefits to your family, you should know that I have been the director of finance for a lifetime, and I still have a little money and connections! I believe that as long as I give money these days, anything can happen!" The director sat on the mat and frowned at the senior executive, this kind of person who has played power tricks all his life is good at grasping people's hearts, and his words hit the nail on the head.

"I... I'll report to the warden, don't make trouble!" The executive stared back and forth at me for a few seconds, then turned away in a gloomy manner.

More than half an hour later, the executive came back, handcuffed me and shackled, pushed and shoved me to take me away, and the moment I walked out of the cell, I looked back at the wild dogs, and swore as if to roar, "Trust me, I'll definitely figure it out!"

"Come on, I'm upset when I look at you little brute, get out of here, don't get in the way of here!" the wild dog drooped his head, didn't lift his head, and waved his hand at me in disgust.

"Little four, take care! If possible, go to the hospital to see my girlfriend, take a picture for me, and visit the second prison before I am executed, so that I can see her!" the doctor whispered to me with mixed feelings.

"Let's go, kid, remember what I told you, don't make a mistake as a man, because if you make a mistake, you may be kicked out of the ranks of the public!" the director's eyes were faintly red.

"I remember, you must wait for me!" I had a sour nose, and after reluctantly glancing at them again, I strode out of the cell with the executive, because my surname Gao was beside me, and I didn't dare to talk nonsense just now.

"Zhang Jingtian, I didn't see that you still have a set, and you got mixed up with a bunch of death row prisoners in two months!" the executive professor pushed my head with disdain.

"You're not scared at all, I'll tell Chu Fei about you sending me to the death penalty later, are you deliberately disobeying him!" I snorted coldly, and glanced at him.

"What can I tell me? The difference between the death penalty number and the heavy sentence number is a big deal, it's good that I didn't hear a word clearly, could it be that he can still kill me because of you?" The executive slapped me in the face triumphantly, gritted his teeth and roared, "Don't play with me to threaten this set, I have a way to kill you!"

"Oh, hehe..." I nodded my head indifferently, after more than two months of tempering, the surname was so high that this slap on me really didn't have much effect.

Back in Chu Fei's office, he was lying on the back of the computer clicking the mouse, if he guessed correctly, this guy should be playing a game, after seeing us come in, he raised his head slightly, and waved his hand at the executive teacher, "Open the handcuffs for him, you go out first!"

"Okay!" surnamed Gao couldn't wait to leave immediately, nodded his head busily, turned around and opened the door to leave, I grabbed his wrist, snorted heavily and said, "Don't worry, let's make it clear, you go again!"

"Release!" Gao was annoyed and angry, and slapped me in the face, I saw the right time, smashed my fist into his armpit, hooked my left foot forward, and pushed forward with the force of his impact, and he was lifted "", and his head hit the desk with a knife face.

"Yo!" Knife raised his head in surprise, and after a few seconds of his sharp eyes scanning me, he stood up from his chair, "I have been in a heavy sentence for two months, and I am very skilled!" "I didn't say anything at all, I disciplined him in front of him, which allowed me to verify my guess, and the executive coach was indeed an insignificant little person to him.

"Uncle, it's not a felon, it's a death sentence! I've been mixed with the death penalty number for two months, congratulations to me!" In order to make the executive think that my relationship with the knife face is not ordinary, I pretended to grab the cigarette case on his desk and pick up a cigarette.

"Warden, I heard you say the death penalty number...", a clever man surnamed Gao got up from the ground, and the pug seemed to bend over and turn around.

"Oh, I didn't explain it clearly?" The face of the knife didn't change much, grinned slightly, and seemingly unintentionally grabbed the ashtray on the table, and smashed it towards the executive's head...