Chapter 173: Impulsive Misfortune (I)
The people who had experienced Gao He's crazy venting in the fight room of the executioner's base were not surprised at all by Gao He's actions. It's okay like this, at least vent your emotions, it's good for Gao He and everyone.
Rushing out frantically, the anger in Gao He's heart really didn't know how to vent, he only felt a burst of tightness in his chest, and now what he hoped for most was that someone was in front of him, so that he could beat him firmly.
It's a pity that there is no one in the open space of the entire training ground, and there was originally Zi Xiaoyun training in normal times, and now he is also in his medical monitoring room. The recent tasks are tight, there is no time to arrange training at all, and it is empty.
Like the uncomfortable feeling of a punch in the air, Gao He was so angry that he almost screamed. Why? Why? Why do so many innocent soldiers have to be sacrificed when they are about to see the light of day? Just because of yourself?
The roar of anger seemed to sound from the bottom of people's hearts, and when everyone heard this roar, they couldn't help but feel a burst of irrepressible anger from the bottom of their hearts. It's just that no one can dissuade Gao He, except for Bingsha at the scene, it is estimated that no one can take his angry fist in front of him, but looking at Bingsha's posture sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, he has no intention of going out to be Gao He's punching bag.
The pain that could not be vented made Gao He run wildly in the empty field regardless of it. The instinctive reflexes that I had developed when I used to run immediately took over, and the mantra slipped through my mind as if it were automatic.
The mood is a little better, it seems that running is still useful, and it is also the most effective way for Takatsuru to relax from beginning to end. However, this time, Takatsuru's speed was much faster than what he was used to, and it could almost be regarded as a wild run.
The people who cared about Gao He finally breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Gao He started running, then it was basically certain that there would be no major trouble. Gao He is famous for his running, and when there is no other way to soothe Gao He's emotions, it is a good means for him to self-regulate like this.
A few people were left to observe Gao He, and the others quickly returned to work. There have been too many tasks recently, and almost all of them have a very high level of security, General Zhao Qi doesn't seem to even believe in the internal affairs forces now, and many tasks that should have been handled by the military inspectors and internal affairs forces have also been handed over to General Hammer. The members of the executioner's unit were all in a hurry, eager to have two more hands.
General Zhao Qi can't be blamed, many of the things in this are cases involving cultivators, and except for the executioner troops, no army can accept tasks in this regard at present. A series of tasks made everyone tired, although the case has made great progress, but today's recovery of Gao He seems to be even happier. After all, his brother has come back from the line of life and death.
Those who are still observing Gao He are naturally the ones who are most concerned about Gao He. Beauty, Zi Xiaoyun, the other members of the original fourth squad, and even Lieutenant Colonel Scott are among them, of course, there will be no shortage of ice demons, and she has to carefully see if Gao He has really broken through the limitations of that technique. However, looking at the current state, it seems that everything is normal, and there should be no problem.
This time it was obviously different, Gao He ran more than a dozen laps around the huge empty field, sprinting at full speed, but even this could not relieve the depression in his chest. After another sprint, it was still so uncomfortable that I couldn't help but scream again.
Bing Xue listened to Gao He's roar, but a smile appeared on his face. This guy, awakened by his own god-shaking sound, as if he had learned how to use it immediately, had unconsciously brought some shadows in the roar just now. Although his cultivation was obviously insufficient, it was enough for some ordinary people to be affected by his emotions.
What's more, this is completely an imitation of the effect, and for the luck method in it, the true element flow, there is almost no reference to the way of ice evil. From another point of view, it can be said that Gao He has created a kung fu with a similar effect to the sound of shaking gods. This is a great improvement for Gao He, a lucky person who has not yet practiced the exercises.
roared countless times, and the boredom in his heart not only did not weaken, but became more irritable. Gao Hesuo's surname did not run in the ring, and rushed towards the fight room along the familiar road. The people who were observing seemed to be infected by Gao He's emotions and chased after him frantically.
The administrator was still the administrator, and when he saw Gao He coming in, he didn't say a word, he directly pulled a metal fist target and started practicing, and immediately turned around and went straight to the equipment warehouse. He knew about Gao He, and he also knew why Gao He was like this, so he was familiar with pulling out four or five boxing targets directly from the equipment arsenal and putting them aside to wait for Gao He to vent.
Looking at Gao He's posture, these four or five punch targets may not be enough, so the administrator ran again and pulled a few more. Looking at the few familiar team members who followed in, and wanted to say something, the panther shook his head, and the administrator nodded knowingly, and led a few people to the observation room outside.
It can be seen that Gao He's strength seems to have increased recently. This time the True Yuan blockade not only did not make his cultivation regressive, but had a tendency to break through. In the past, Gao He's fist landed on the target, and it was all a piece of debris, as if it had been rammed by a metal sledgehammer. The current situation is different, Gao He's fist is as if the target is just dough, and each punch will sink deeply, but there is no debris scattered.
In other words, Gao He's fist can now accurately control the range of force, and can firmly control the strength of the fist at the point of focus, without any waste. The almost ten targets prepared by the administrator were useless, and Gao He just ravaged one of them frantically, directly beating the human-shaped targets made of metal into a shapeless dough, and continued to vent on it.
This went on again for half an hour, but it still had no effect. Instead of weakening the anger in Gao He's heart, it added fuel to the fire, making Gao He even more furious.
With a deep punch smashing the target into the ground, Takatsuru turned and left, leaving the fight room. Everyone outside also followed from afar, and now Gao He's mood is so unstable, for fear that something will happen to him.
Looking up to the sky and roaring a few times, Gao He clenched his fists, really not knowing how to vent to be able to calm the anger in his heart. After running frantically for a few minutes, he stopped, and when he looked up, he saw a moored battleship.