In the middle of the night, seven or eight drunk, faltering men suddenly appeared on the street outside the Xicheng Police Station, the drunks sang all the way to the wilderness, and when they walked to the door of the Xicheng Police Station, they actually stood in a row and peed in the police station, and the peeing was not finished, and they also scolded and provoked madly at the door of the police station, throwing wine bottles at the police room on duty, and later began to smash the two police cars parked at the door of the police station to demonstrate to the police, and Officer Liu, who was on duty that night, saw that the time was ripe, and ordered the twenty heavily armored patrol officers who had been waiting for a long time to dispatch urgently, Take down these seven or eight drunks in one fell swoop, and the eagle catches the chicken and takes it back to the police station.

"These two are in Detention Room No. 1," Officer Liu ordered, "these two are in Detention Room No. 2, and the other four are in Detention Room No. 3." In this way, under the "unintentional arrangement" of Officer Liu, two drunks were added to the No. 1 detention room where Xiong Bao was and No. 2 detention room where Xiong Kun was located, while the No. 3 detention room where the young herdsman Tuguhun was located was stuffed with four drunks.

In Detention Room No. 3, Tu Gu's hands were still firmly cuffed, and the handcuffs were attached to a five-foot-long, thumb-thick iron chain, the other end of which was welded to the iron buckle of the iron bed—a treatment that had previously only been reserved for extremely dangerous prisoners, so Tu Guhun was limited to a five-foot radius.

"Crunch!" The large iron door at the end of the corridor was opened, followed by a chaotic sound of footsteps and loud shouting and swearing, followed by the clanging of the door opening from far and near, and finally all kinds of noises came to the door of the No. 3 detention cell, and the iron door was opened with a "clang".

"Get in!" Someone outside the door shouted majestically, "Bang Bang Bang", and with a chaotic sound of footsteps, four drunken men walked in from outside the No. 3 detention room.

Seeing four drunks who were tall, short, fat and thin coming in with their front and back feet, he felt a sense of déjà vu, but he couldn't remember it all of a sudden. Detention Room No. 3 was only twenty square meters in size, and counting Tu Guhun who had already locked up two people, and now four drunks were crammed in at once, and Detention Room No. 3 immediately became crowded.

After the four drunkards were locked in, at first they were still pretending to be noisy and shouting all kinds of disobedience, but perhaps because they had drunk too much, after a while the four men finally stopped, and each found an open place to lie down or sit, and soon snored like thunder.

This day is really a long time for Tu Guhun to vomit bones, and all kinds of unexpected circumstances make him feel physically and mentally exhausted, have the three of them been imprisoned in the village have received the news? Why do gangsters target them? Why did the gangsters know they were carrying ivory...... Tu Guhun pondered these seemingly independent but seemingly connected questions, and his mind was groggy and incomprehensible, so he sat cross-legged and turned his heart to the sky, and soon entered a state of "latent rest" again.

Looking inside, the dark chamber in the belly and navel had expanded considerably, the fog had become thicker and thicker, and a cyclone had formed, and the bright candle flame in the center of the chamber had turned into a blazing red fireball.

Master Hongyi once told him about the six stages of cultivation of ancient martial arts practitioners: inducing qi into the body, refining the body and refining the body, refining and refining the qi, refining the qi and turning the gods, refining the gods and returning to the void, refining the void and merging the Tao, each stage is divided into three realms, although the cultivation of the bones can clearly feel the changes in his body and senses, such as nerve reactions, vision, hearing, smell, etc. Why a small fireball formed in the center, he did not know.

I don't know how long later, he heard a low whistle in his ears, which made him return to normal from the "latent" state, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he heard the sound of the wind in his ears.

"It's broken!" Tu Gu said secretly in his heart.

"Phew!" He was punched firmly in the face, and the huge force caused his body to roll out sideways, but because of the iron chain attached to the handcuffs, the huge inertia pulled him back suddenly, and half of his face was already swollen.

"Hun'er, help!" At the moment when the iron chain dragged the spit bone back, he really heard Xiong Kun's high-pitched cry for help from the detention room next door, followed by a dull "poof" sound, which should be the sound of a heavy punch hitting the flesh, and Xiong Kun was silent again.

Cumber is in danger! Tu Gu Hun chuckled in his heart, and when he stood up in pain, he looked up, and saw that the four drunks who had been locked in before were standing in a row in front of him, completely drunk, and one of the bearded drunks was kicking at him.

"Boom!"

He felt a sweet throat in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and then his body was dragged back by the inertia of the iron chain.

"Whew!" A tall drunk threw a heavy punch in his face, spitting out his bones and instinctively bowing down to dodge the punch, who knew who was hit hard in the back, and suddenly he fell forward, his arm was almost broken by the attached iron chain, and the huge inertia directly dragged him to the ground.

"Wow!" Tu Guhun vomited another mouthful of blood, and the instinct to survive made all kinds of pictures flash in his mind, including the men in black during the day, the thin man who ran away, and the four "drunks" in front of him who were completely drunk and obviously coming at him, so that Tu Guhun instantly understood in his heart that someone was going to kill the three of them in this police station.

Tu Gu lay on the floor panting, then flipped his body with difficulty, lying on his back on the floor with blood on his face, he could clearly hear the palpitating "poof" thump sound from the two detention cells near and far, and if he guessed correctly, Uncle Leopard was also killed.

For the first time in his life, he felt that he was so close to death, and he knew that if he didn't think of a way, then Kunbo, Uncle Leopard, and himself would die here for no apparent reason, and all the joys and pains of life, all the ideals and aspirations of life, would disappear because of his death, and finally turn into a piece of loess...... The final frame of the picture is in front of their old house in Youxiong Village, Juxu Mountain, where the sun is shining and the flowers are blooming, and his parents and younger brother stand side by side in the warm sunshine, reaching out to him......

"No...... I can't die here...... I still have my father, my mother, and my younger brother," he muttered, "Cumber and Uncle Leopard can't die here either!" I'm going to save them! ”

At this time, if you look inwardly at the dark secret room in the belly and navel area, the dense mist of vitality flows rapidly to form a huge vortex, and in the center of the vortex, the small red fireball expands into a huge fireball that burns fiercely, and the flames of anger almost erupt from his eyes.

"Boom!"

There was a faint roaring sound in his body, and the dark secret room space in his abdominal navel was completely illuminated by a huge fireball, and the spiral arm of the vitality vortex was like a huge wave of turbulent waves in all directions, the space of the dark secret room was not large, under the impact of thousands of powerful qi waves, it was actually rushed open a door, and the vitality in it was like a newborn fire dragon running down along an unprecedented vein, rushing to the perineum, coiling for a moment, and then turning around and rushing up along the direction of the spine, straight to the tail point, The momentum has weakened and it has stalled.

"This—Is this the opening of the Governor's Pulse?" Tu Guhun found that the route of the scorching vitality was exactly the same as the route of the Du Mai in the ancient books.

Tu Guhun noticed that there was an abnormality in the Qi Sea Acupoint and the Du Pulse between life and death, but he couldn't study it at the moment, but just sat up, leaned forward and fell on all fours, and then pressed the thumbs of both hands under his knees, and suddenly used a dark force, only to hear two muffled sounds, his two thumbs had been dislocated, and then he retracted his palms and squeezed hard, and the handcuffs gently slipped off his wrists.

All this change happened in a few breaths, and the four drunks were all in the dark, for some reason.

"Whew!"

A drunken man with a mustache strode up, picked up his right foot and kicked it at the spitting side door on all fours.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, I saw the mustachioed drunk's face in disbelief, and then his face instantly turned miserable white, and after a scream, he hugged his right calf, which had been broken into a T-shape, and fell to the ground, rolling on the ground in pain.

The three drunks standing behind them were a little confused at the moment, and when they looked at it again, they found that the elbow of the right arm of the spitting bone on all fours was protruding outward, and the shin of the drunken man's right foot hit the protruding right elbow, completely scrapped.

Isn't this young herdsman handcuffed? The three drunks felt unusually confused.

"Smack."

The three drunken men saw the young herdsman get up from the floor with a little ease, and turned around, his hands no longer bound by handcuffs, but his blood-stained face looked particularly hideous and terrifying.

The young herdsman wiped his left and right hands against each other, and there were two crunch sounds from the joints on his hands, which seemed to be the sound of dislocated joints being reset, and then the young herdsman grinned inexplicably at the three drunks, and then flew up at the face of the mustachioed drunk, who was rolling on the ground and screaming like a pig.

"Click!"

There was another crisp sound, and the mustachioed drunk's head was kicked back ninety degrees from his body, and he was completely silent, and he couldn't die again.