Chapter Ninety-Five: A Flower in the Black Prison

The canteen can accommodate five hundred people, and there are all kinds of snacks in the windows around it, and the chefs are busy in their respective kitchens, and the delicious meals will soon be packed into the cauldron, and the color and fragrance will be very good, although the first item is seriously failing, but the last two are definitely full marks.

At this time, there were not many people in the cafeteria, only a few dozen people were eating.

Watching people eat, to be exact.

"Brother Qinyang, isn't it okay to eat so much?" Dongfang Hao swallowed his saliva and asked himself, the people locked up here are all masters, each of them is a big stomach, and there is also one person who can eat the amount of food for four or five people, but when Qin Yang appeared here, Dongfang Hao knew that the record made by another cellmate after being bored was broken.

"It's delicious, it's delicious, I haven't eaten this full in days." Qin Yang took a big bite of rice, but said vaguely, and the chopsticks in his hand were not idle, and he sent vegetables to his mouth vigorously.

"Alas, what you mean by the big beauty? How I didn't see it. Looking around, Qin Yang was still in a good mood at this time to verify Dongfang Hao's words.

Dongfang Hao shrugged his shoulders: "Actually, now is not the time to dine, the beauty is naturally not there, and it will be a long time in the future, you will definitely have a chance to meet him." ”

"How long is it? How? Will I be locked up for a long time? Qin Yang asked suspiciously.

"I don't want to dampen your hopes, but that's exactly what it is." Dongfang Hao shrugged his shoulders and said, "Anyone who is imprisoned in the black prison is a person who can't die, why can't he die?" That is, some people want you to die, but some people don't want you to die, when the rights or energy of the two people are on a horizontal line, you will be imprisoned in a black prison, enjoying what ordinary people can enjoy, but only losing your freedom, this period is lifelong. ”

"In other words, most of the people who come in here are some victims." Qin Yang put down the dishes and chopsticks and said, "The crimes they committed could be solved even by paying a fine, but in the end, they sacrificed their freedom in the struggle between the two groups to come to this ghost place?" ”

"Not bad." Dongfang Hao smiled bitterly, looked at the plates on the table, and said: "Okay, the mentality of the people who can come here is definitely beyond the ordinary number of times, it can be seen from your performance, let's go, go to the gym for a walk, these hundreds of people are all masters, but they have been annoyed for a few years, and it will definitely be interesting to have a newcomer like you." ”

"But I haven't eaten yet." Qin Yang touched his stomach and said depressedly.

Dongfang Hao, who had just gotten up, almost fell to the ground one by one, and a few people around him almost squirted out after hearing his unconscionable words, Nima, how could you still eat so happily when you first came, this is also heartless, right?

The chef who was busy also stopped what he was doing, watching this new kid cheekily take a portion of the food from each window and rearrange it on the table, one by one I felt that there was a cold sweat on my forehead and fell, this kid just ate a table with a meal of five people, but the five people in their hearts refer to the prisoners here, if it is balanced to the ordinary people outside, it is about the amount of food for fifteen people, and a new table, although the amount is less than the first table, but they are sure, This thin guy definitely eats more than twenty-five times as much as ordinary people! They usually strive not to waste their cooking, and strive to make the best use of their materials, so that the prisoners are full, but there is no left, and it seems that they will have to cook more food for ten people in the future.

"Qin Yang, are you sure it's really okay to eat so much and exercise? The metabolism can't keep up, right? Dongfang Hao looked at Qin Yang, who was grinning, and asked uncertainly.

Qin Yang waved his hand and said, "No problem." ”

The two walked into the gym, this gym is very large, occupies about a football field, and there are incandescent lights hanging on the roof, shining here like the day, seeing this scene, Qin Yang found that the people here have been imprisoned underground all the year round, but everyone is extremely healthy, and the skin is not the kind of sickly pale that should be presented, and he couldn't help asking: "It stands to reason that without sunlight, people's bodies will change a lot, why?" ”

"Oh, the sun is still shining, it's already past two o'clock in the afternoon outside, and you'll know tomorrow. That was the sunbathing we enjoyed the most. Dongfang Hao said with a smile.

Qin Yang nodded suddenly.

After looking around, all kinds of fitness equipment are readily available, including more than ten rings, at this time there are people competing on it, some fighting styles are biased towards military fighting, some are showing the style of internal boxing, some are the fierceness of external boxing, the most important thing is that everyone's strength is not low, and it must be a martial arts master who shakes one side when released.

"A large part of the people here are geniuses of the military, but, alas, don't talk about it." Dongfang Hao shook his head, took Qin Yang to a ring, and introduced him to a few people, these people had extremely good attitudes and were very polite, and some would nod their heads even if they were indifferent.

I'm chatting with the following people.

Suddenly, I heard a bump from above, looked up, and saw a long-haired man fall to the ground, got up and moved his muscles, and said, "Wu Ya, you have won again." ”

"Concession." Wu Ya arched his hand, the standard left hand hugged the right hand, Han Mufeng had forced Qin Yang to learn this, the left hand hugged the right hand, it was a kind of respect, the right hand represents aggression, holding it means that there is no hostility, of course, on the contrary, it is to challenge.

"Qin Yang, do you want to go up and give it a try?"

One person suddenly smiled and said: "Wu Ya has won more than 20 games in a row, to be honest, there are forty or fifty of our hundreds of people who can beat him, but they don't come out, you go up and try?" ”

"Yes, Qin Yang, go up and try it, let's see your strength." Dongfang Hao also said excitedly.

Qin Yang was worried about eating and had nowhere to vent, and he jumped into the ring without speaking, and several people around him were suddenly startled, and they were also surprised in their hearts, this ring is more than a meter high, and this kid jumps too high, right? That Wu Ya also found this, his face became cautious, and he arched his hand and said, "In Xia Wu Ya, please advise." ”

Qin Yang also gave a fist salute and said, "Qin Yang, newcomer." ”

"Come on." Wu Ya snorted, stepped on his right foot, and suddenly felt that the ring seemed to be trembling, and in a trance, he had already rushed forward, his fists were like a tiger on the mountain, he was mighty, and his fist was like a tiger's roar, obviously proficient in Xingyi Boxing, and his strength was extraordinary, but Qin Yang was not bad, he was taught by Han Mufeng, although Xingyi Boxing did not reach the level of a grandmaster, but he also had the strength to make Han Mufeng greatly admire.

Immovable as a mountain, moving as thunder, the dragon roars and the tiger roars, the dragon fist is shot, the power is on a higher level, after the tempering of the last five hundred soul points, Qin Yang's physical fitness has been greatly improved, the speed, strength, and recovery ability are far more than dozens of times that of ordinary people, in the hands of Wu Ya, faintly gaining the upper hand, Wu Ya is also shocked in his heart The strength of this guy and the artistic conception of Xingyi Fist, this dragon and tiger fight for fear of defeat.

First, a palm was very large on the numb point of his arm, and then on the right side of Qin Yang's body, the right palm passed through the staggered gap between Wu Ya's arms at a strange angle, and when Wu Ya couldn't fight back, a palm was slapped out, and Wu Ya's body suddenly flew backwards, but in the end, it landed steadily, and there was no trace of injury, Qin Yang's hands changed, and then his style changed, from the previous straight straight long fight to a horizontal punch.

"Gossip."

The pace is ever-changing, Wu Ya couldn't grasp Qin Yang's next foothold, jumped up and wanted to attack, but at this time he suddenly found that Qin Yang's body was in a trance, and his face changed greatly, but when he saw two illusory foot shadows kicking him, virtual and real, regardless of truth and falsehood, he was about to retreat forcefully, but he felt a pain in his back, and fell to the ground with a muffled snort, but there was no other damage.

"It's such a powerful kung fu, I heard this kind of kung fu said by the elders, it is a lost mastery of thirteen guns, it is said that the strongest can kick out thirteen phantoms, which is unguardable, I didn't expect you to know this mastery, I was convinced." Wu Ya got up, clasped his fists and saluted: "It is worthy of Qin Yang, who can come in with the highest killing record, amazing, really powerful." ”

"I conceded." Qin Yang said with a smile.

"Haha, I'll try."

Suddenly, a loud laugh came, and I saw a burly man leaning up, but without waiting to speak, Qin Yang waved his hand and said: "You have an injury to your right leg, and look at your actions, the attack of your right leg is the strongest attack, but unfortunately it hurts into the bone marrow, the power is greatly reduced, and it is not interesting to fight, so let's talk about it when you are injured." ”

"You can fight if you are injured, not to mention, this injury can't be treated." When the burly man said this, he was a little regretful, but then he said excitedly: "This time there is a newcomer, I didn't expect it to be a master, and his strength is superb, this is the style of the Black Prison, come, let's fight." ”

"Who says your leg can't be treated?" Qin Yang said proudly: "Dude, I have been studying medical skills recently, your little injury is only a matter of minutes for me, a pair of prescriptions can cure seventy-seven eighty-eight, two prescriptions, within three months, I will ensure that you will be healed." When the time comes, we're going to have a good fight. ”

"What did you say?" The burly man was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked, "Can you really cure it?" ”

"Remove the question mark." Qin Yang jumped out of the ring and said, "Come over and let me have a look." ”

The burly man nodded, jumped out of the ring, rolled up his trousers, and saw that on his right leg, layers of dense scars were entangled, and they were like centipedes, extremely terrifying.

"It's okay, it's not too difficult to treat." Qin Yang sighed twice: "In a few years, if there is no treatment, there will only be amputation, do you have a pen and paper?" ”

"Yes."

A crisp voice came, everyone turned to look, but saw a woman in a white chef's costume handing over a notebook and a black carbon pen, this woman, although not as elaborate as Liu Yan and Qi Mengwei, but compared to Liu Molan and others, it is no worse than Liu Molan and others, just like an accident hibiscus, in this place where the old men stay can still maintain the beauty of a woman, at first glance is a very special girl, so special that she was born to add beauty here.

"Ahem, Xiao Ran, don't say anything here." The burly man hurriedly put down his trousers and scratched his head a little angrily.

The girl smiled: "I didn't see it, I'm not afraid." By the way, can you really heal his legs? ”

"You're a flower in the Black Prison?" Qin Yang asked curiously.

"You're the one who can eat thirty times the amount of ordinary people in one meal?"