I pouted disdainfully and said, "If you want to teach me too?" If I am confident that one-on-one one-on-one I can break your brain, do you believe it?

He nodded unexpectedly and said, "Believe it, why not, but so what?" Why are you so powerful being locked up here?

I was suddenly dumbfounded by his words, drooped my head and nodded, and said, You're right, I really don't count dogs.

I don't know why, the way he just held his head high and lectured me reminded me of a person, a person who could not have been here at all, I pursed my lips and slowly moved two steps towards him without missing a trace, intending to wait for an opportunity to sneak attack.

He stretched his waist and said: "A person's fist has the hardest bone in the body, if you can make a fist with your middle finger and use the right force, you can definitely hit someone else's sternum two centimeters with one blow, and the human skull can be smashed down at an angle of 50 degrees, and you can easily hit someone else's nasal cartilage into the back of the nose, isn't it fun?"

I didn't squeak, but I felt as if a door had been opened, and I used to fight with people hand-to-hand, completely relying on a stream of blood and brute force, and when I heard him say this, I suddenly felt that I could continue to improve my strength.

Seeing that I was lost in thought, he stretched and said, "Do you think it's amazing?" I'll tell you two more tips about the body, do you want to know?

I nodded my head and said, I want to know!

Through the mask, I could hear his banter, and he sulked and said, I won't say it in vain, you have to practice it for me after you finish speaking.

I hesitated for a few seconds before nodding.

"The elbow is the most powerful part of the body, if you turn sideways behind your back and your elbow can easily break someone's cervical vertebrae, and the knee is the best shock absorber in the world, it can support you to lift an object twice as heavy as you and fall from a height of 2 meters unscathed." ”

After listening to his words, I fell into deep thought, and a set of images of me fighting the man opposite me appeared in my mind like a movie, I first smashed his chest with my fist, then elbowed his neck, and finally straightened my knees and slammed him on the stomach, ending the fight!

This combination of punch-like attack tactics became more and more proficient in my mind, and I unconsciously danced with my hands and feet, not knowing when the man left, anyway, when I was fully conscious, there was a dinner at the door.

From that day on, in addition to the crazy exercise, I had one more task, to familiarize myself with that attack routine, and when I was fine, I would wave my fist at the air, treating that man as an imaginary enemy, at least three or four hundred times a day.

I don't know how long it has been, maybe a week or more, the tin door opened again, the man walked in from outside the house, followed by a social brother with a blue nose and swollen face, the young man must have just finished being beaten, his forehead was broken, and he was wearing a very thick body, and he was actually wearing a down jacket this season.

I was doing push-ups on my stomach and I didn't try to get up when I saw them come in, I just looked up and went on doing what I was supposed to do.

After the man clasped his hands to his chest and waited for me to finish, he smiled and pushed the young man behind him and said to me, "Get him done, and you can leave!"

I looked at him contemptuously, and stuck my head under the faucet, and since the first day I came in, he had told me no less than five times to leave, but each time he actually pushed me one step closer to the abyss of demons, and now I became less and less like a human being.

Seeing that I didn't take it seriously, he then said in a muffled voice: "This time you can really go, of course, I still need to stamp you before leaving, anyway, you have to do it, it's better to gamble, maybe I really let you go." ”

I asked him suspiciously, what is the stamp?

He said impatiently, whether or not you have the honor of being stamped, it depends on whether you can knock down your opponent today, okay! Get ready, and he threw me a piece of wood with a dagger shape sharpened.

I laughed, pinched the joints on my fingers, and walked over to the young man with a swollen nose and a swollen face, and the man stepped back and blocked the door of the room, deliberately pulling up his clothes to reveal the pistol handle on his waist.

I asked him, to what extent is it done?

He thought for a while and said, from the heart to the limbs, I want to see red, dead or alive, if you are taken care of by him, your life is short.

I nodded, and walked up with a blank face, since he said it didn't matter whether he lived or died, then I could let go and do it.

I knew that the impossibility of the dog day would make it easy for me to complete the task, and sure enough, just when I was still two or three steps away from the youth of society, the boy suddenly reached out of his cuff and stabbed me in the chest with a roar of the dagger.

I quickly stepped back to avoid the sharp dagger in his hand, reached out and grabbed his wrist, he yelled and attacked me with another fist, I didn't move, let him smash it in my face, it didn't hurt much.

The young man slammed his head on the bridge of his nose, then put my arms around his neck, and struck him twice with my knee on his head, knocking him to the ground.

At the same time, I picked up the dagger-shaped piece of wood and stabbed it at his heart, wrist, and ankle, because he wrapped himself very tightly, and when the piece of wood pierced it, it seemed to be poking on a ball of cotton, soft, but the blood had begun to splash.

I didn't have any expression at all, stabbed a few times in a row, looked up at the man standing in the doorway and said, I've completed the task, right?

He nodded at me and walked over, and then I saw him squat down and tear the down jacket off the young man's body, and the clothes were full of blood bags, and the young man's face turned green with fright.

Only then did I know why this king bacalf would wear so thick, my piece of wood is obviously not long, but it can pierce his blood, and daring is another game.

The man stared at the young man lying on the ground and said, "Will you pay back the money you owe me?"

The tears of the young people in the society flowed out, kowtowed vigorously, and hurriedly shouted and immediately repaid the money.

The man clapped his hands, and two guys in black suits walked in from the outside, dragging the young people out of the society like dead dogs.

There were only two people left in the room, he directly pulled out the pistol on his waist, lowered his head and wiped it as if he was talking to himself, he had to let you go before he had enough of the game, I was really a little reluctant!

I hesitated and said, are you really going to let me go?

He let out a sigh and said, "Yes, are you a little reluctant?" I have only been locked up for five months, and I think that if you are locked up for a year, your strength will be absolutely terrifying!

My heart fluctuated instantly, I have been locked up by him for half a year, I don't know what happened to the brothers outside, and whether Sophie is okay.

He seemed to guess what I was thinking in my heart, and said with a strange laugh, you injured He Lei, Lin Kun's stupid boy went in to carry the black pot, he is not yet sixteen years old, he will squat in prison for five years, what can he do when he comes out in five years? High school and college will never have a chance with him, just because of the impulse of a few of you!

I swallowed and said, "You're Uncle Lin, right?"

He first froze for a moment, then raised his head and laughed, took off the cap, big sunglasses and mask, and revealed his true appearance, it was indeed Lin Kun's father.

It's just that Lin Kun's father looks a lot older now, his originally heroic face has a little more vicissitudes, a lot of silver hair has appeared on his temples, and the whole person is like a ball deflated, and his back is completely rickety!

Originally, I was still full of hatred for him, but I couldn't hate him anymore for a moment, I didn't hesitate, knelt directly in front of him, raised my hand and shook myself a loud ear scraper and said, I'm sorry uncle! You could have stopped Lin Kun that morning, why did you tie me up instead?

His father leaned against the iron door, squatted on the ground like a child, and cried for a long time before he spoke out slowly.

On the night of the accident, Xiao Kun took the fat man's mobile phone and sent me a text message overnight, I didn't know how to agree with his idea of doing things alone, and promised him to protect your safety, but I regretted it after I agreed, I only have this one son, I have thought about killing you more than once, but I have never been able to do it.

So I want to borrow your hand to avenge my son, get rid of those who have hurt him, and have had a holiday with him, and then you always refused to admit that Lin Kun did it, and took everything on yourself, which touched me, but my psychology has become a little distorted, I have been a police officer all my life, and I want to cultivate a demon with my own hands, today I went to visit the prison, and Ah Kun repeatedly begged me to take care of you more...