For three days in a row, in addition to eating, Zhao Li stayed in his small room to learn the nameless exercises. This exercise didn't seem to be very complicated, but when Zhao Li carefully analyzed it, he found that this exercise was not as simple as it seemed at first glance.

The grappling techniques are easy to say, they are all things with some skills, but they need to be skilled, but the internal skills are different, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will go crazy. Although there is no such problem when practicing basic physical fitness and combat exercises, it is because both of these exercises have been greatly simplified. In order to promote, a lot of other special surnames are sacrificed.

This is just like a business investment, the higher the risk, the greater the return, but the high risk is not necessarily accompanied by the high return. That's what the advanced internal strength method is. Although Zhao Li had never been exposed to this kind of advanced exercise, he still understood the truth.

Therefore, Zhao Li treated these exercises with the most cautious attitude, and in the initial stage, he was completely interpreting the connotation of these exercises. There is no need to consider the feasible surname, I don't know why, when he thinks of the old warden's old face, Zhao Li will not doubt this at all. Even sometimes, Zhao Li would think that this exercise was nominally obtained by the old prison warden from a murderer, but who knew the real source? Maybe it's the old prison warden who practiced it himself.

For three days, Zhao based himself on not leaving the house, went through almost all the details, and asked himself that there were no loopholes, so he was relieved. However, before he could start practicing, he had to face a problem - he had exhausted his three days of vacation, and at this time, he should be on duty.

It was Jiang Hao who came to bring him, it seems that the newcomer, the previous period of tasks was all internal patrols, and Jiang Hao has not gotten rid of this kind of task so far. Zhao Li naturally didn't have to think about it, he was honest on duty.

In the course of three days, plus Zhao Li was able to enter the cultivation realm of meditation every time, most of the bruises on his body had disappeared, and there was still a little bruise on his face, but most of the places had revealed their original skin color. The healing effect of basic fitness is good, but it cannot quickly eliminate these traces.

With two purple circles under his eyes, he walked among a group of murderers, with a serious expression, how funny he looked. But Zhao Li didn't seem to feel it, and followed Jiang Hao casually, and the two of them lined up in a horizontal row, patrolling slowly.

Even during the patrol, when Jiang Hao accidentally saw Zhao Li's appearance, he would always show an ambiguous smile, and the appearance of holding back the smile was very hateful. Jiang Hao was like this, and those murderers were even more presumptuous, so they just pointed at Zhao Li's nose and laughed.

Originally, I thought that after I taught the big black Sanders a lesson, these people would respect him a little more, but it didn't seem to have any effect. These people are still laughing when they should be laughing, and they are still making trouble, and nothing has changed.

If it weren't for the words of the old prison warden, Zhao Li would definitely be furious again, and then find someone to fight alone. Unfortunately, now that I understand what the problem is, I am not so impulsive. A newcomer, if you want to make these people settle, you can't solve it with a few fights.

But fighting may be indispensable, otherwise there is no way to stop these energetic guys from venting their excess energy. Zhao Lilai has been here for a short time, and he has never seen Jiang Hao make a move, so he doesn't know what level he is now. Since the old prison warden reprimanded, Zhao Li has also paid attention to the people around him. Jiang Hao can joke with those guys and mingle with each other, but he doesn't have to be a simple character.

Sanders's appearance didn't look much better than Zhao Li, and even a little worse. The bruises on his face have not disappeared, and there are many marks on his hands and arms, which are left by Zhao Li's police abduction. Seeing Zhao Li coming, Sanders didn't have the hostility he had before, he just pointed to the bruises on Zhao Li's face, pointed to his body, showed a provocative smile at Zhao Li, nodded, and didn't say anything.

Zhao Li knew that although Sanders was persuaded that day, he was probably a little helpless by his own stalking methods, and he was by no means his opponent if he really wanted to be a killer. This is a demonstration against himself, showing that although he has many scars on his body, it is the result of his concessions.

Looking at this opponent now, Zhao Li felt that he was not as hateful as he was at that time. I knew in my heart that it was because he was in a bad mood at the time, but Zhao Li didn't want to admit his mistake in this matter. In the face of Sanders' provocation again, Zhao Li only smiled, exaggeratedly lifted the police crutch in his hand and put it back in its place, reminding him that he was definitely not his opponent with a weapon. But Sanders immediately made a pistol posture with one hand, and shook it at Zhao Li, meaning to tell Zhao Li that if he used a gun, Zhao Li's head would have blossomed.

This time, Zhao Li also paid special attention to the guy who had no legs. Sixty or seventy years old, just in the prime of life. I don't know what kind of accident caused him to lose his legs and is still locked up in it. Zhao Li knew that in this, there were a lot of incidents of bullying each other, but it seemed that this guy didn't seem to be bullied except for his lack of legs and inconvenience, and it was estimated that those people looked at him as a cripple and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Seeing him sitting alone in the cell, Zhao Li said hello to Jiang Hao, went in and pushed his wheelchair out: "The sun is so good, it should be sunburned!" "Pushed his wheelchair into a suitable corner, and then continued to patrol.

Jiang Hao watched him act, and he didn't say anything, neither helping nor stopping him. When he was done, they went on patrol again.

On the side of the female prisoner, Zhao Li went over to thank him again. This time, Zhao Li paid special attention to the fact that the female prisoner's name is Ban Yunchan, which is a very ladylike name, but I don't know why she was imprisoned. Although the old prison warden and Jiang Hao have emphasized many times that none of the murderers here are fuel-efficient lamps, what Zhao Li remembers is only the gentleness when Ban Yunchan put a towel on his forehead that day, and everything else seems to have been forgotten.

It doesn't take much time to complete a patrol, it's so small that even at the speed of a snail, it won't take more than twenty minutes. However, this is not the end, Zhao Lijianghao was originally a mobile sentinel and needed to keep patrolling until the next shift arrived.

From the second circle, Jiang Hao began to introduce the prisoners to Zhao Li one by one. Of course, the voice is low and does not cause disgust among those people. Moreover, it seems that this is already a tradition, and no one will care, let alone stand up and signal when they are introduced.

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