The strongest soldier

"Dong dong dong!" Luo Zheng kept hitting the wall with his bare arms. He didn't know how many punches he hit. He felt that his arms were sore and swollen, but he didn't stop and continued to hit the wall. The cloth on his palms was stained red with blood and sweat. It rolled down from my forehead, and my whole body was greasy and covered in sweat. It was so noisy that everyone around me couldn't sleep.

During the blow, Luo Zheng felt that this training method was good. The wall was hard and it required a lot of strength to make a sound. The hard wall had rebound force. If the blow was not controlled well, it would damage the meridians of the arm. It would take a lot of time. Good hitting technique and force control.

Gradually, Luo Zheng felt that the last bit of strength in his body had been squeezed out, and he could no longer swing his arms. He had to stop and fell on the bed. He used the breathing method passed down from his family to heal his injuries, and soon fell asleep. Luo Zheng was He fell asleep, but the prisoners in the surrounding cells could not fall asleep. Everyone didn't know what happened. After waiting for a while, when they saw that the sound of beating did not come again, they started beating the iron door angrily.

It's okay for one person to slap the iron door, the sound is almost inaudible, and it's okay to vent his anger, but many people slap it almost at the same time, and the sound spreads, and more people hear it, and they slap the iron door in response, venting their anger. The dissatisfaction and anger towards Luo Zheng.

The sound of slapping became louder and louder. More people came over curiously and joined in the slapping sound. The sound became louder and louder. They were protesting, talking, and venting. Soon, people upstairs and downstairs also started slapping. I knew what was going on, but it didn't stop me from venting my anger in this way, so the slapping sound became louder.

The warden soon learned the truth of the matter. When he found out that it was related to Luo Zheng, his face was ashen. He wished he could rush over and beat up Luo Zheng, the instigator. But when he thought of Luo Zheng's fighting power, it was not difficult to beat him up. But someone might die. It doesn't matter if the prisoner dies, but if the police dies, it will be a big problem. He looked at the subordinates who came to report angrily, his triangular eyes slightly closed into a needle shape, and said angrily: "Which of you can stop it?"

"Warden, you must control this evil trend. Starve him for a few days to let him know the fear of death. I believe that he will not dare to cause trouble in the future." A policeman suggested.

I have to say that this proposal is very good, but the risk is too great. What if someone starves to death? If it is an ordinary prisoner, he will starve to death, but Luo Zheng's situation is different. The warden did not dare to take this risk. He glared at him coldly and looked at the others, seeing that no one had any better way. , said angrily: "If you don't have a better way, then help him and give him more food."

"Warden, what if this hole is opened and everyone else wants food in the future?" another policeman reminded worriedly.

"Then let them die, but this person cannot die, do you understand?" the warden shouted coldly.

What crime Luo Zheng committed was not known to all the police present. Everyone only knew that the warden personally brought Luo Zheng in and said he was a major death row prisoner. As a subordinate, no one dared to ask too much. When the warden said this He ordered, knowing that this prisoner was not a simple one, and thinking about not provoking him as much as possible in the future, he stopped talking.

The warden didn't know that he had helped Luo Zheng invisibly, and said coldly: "Control the riot immediately. Don't make any more trouble. Go ahead."

"Yes." All the policemen agreed and hurriedly left the warden's office.

A few minutes later, a large number of police officers with live ammunition rushed into the corridors, threatening the prisoners in each cell and demanding that they go to sleep immediately. Those who disobeyed were greeted with rubber bullets. No one dared to resist in the face of the bullets. Rubber bullets hitting vital parts would be fatal. , all the prisoners immediately fainted, and the prison returned to silence for only ten minutes.

However, Luo Zheng didn't know all this. He was still sleeping, and he didn't know how long it had been. When he woke up, he didn't know whether it was day or night, and he saw several bowls, food, water, apples, and three people placed at the door. Luo Zheng was stunned for a moment, wondering if the protest last night had an effect? After thinking for a while, I couldn't figure it out. I happened to be very hungry, so I picked up the food and started eating.

After eating and drinking, Luo Zheng rested for a while and continued training. When he was tired, he took a rest and continued training after resting. The food delivery person came over, left food for three people and hurriedly left. Luo Zheng didn't ask any questions and picked up the food. Just eat, read a book after eating and drinking, and live day and night without any rules.

After turning off the lights, Luo Zheng estimated that it would be night when the lights were turned off, but he was not sure. In this enclosed space, he didn't know what time it was. Seeing that the surroundings were quiet, Luo Zheng continued to tie the cloth strip on his palms and hit the wall. rises, making a dull sound.

The sound once again alarmed the other prisoners. They didn't dare to curse and stop them. They simply slapped the iron door in silent protest. The sound of the slaps became louder and louder, which also alarmed Luo Zheng. Luo Zheng came to the door and looked out at the prison with a sharp look. The prisoner who slapped the iron door couldn't help but wonder, what is this?

However, Luo Zheng ignored it and continued to hit the wall for training. It was rare for him to have time to train his boxing skills. Since he couldn't get out, he settled down and took the opportunity to train hard. It was hard to say whether he would get out alive. It was not Luo Zheng's time to waste time. Zheng's character, training yourself and making yourself stronger at any time and anywhere is the consciousness and belief that a soldier should maintain.

"Dong dong dong!" Luo Zheng kept hitting the wall, making a dull sound. The cloth on his hand was soon stained with blood, but Luo Zheng ignored it and continued to hit, almost exhausted every time. Use all your strength, constantly try various hitting angles, keep the body, feet and arm movements coordinated, and maximize your power.

"What's the noise? Quiet now." A voice suddenly shouted at the door.

Luo Zheng had already sensed someone coming. He originally thought it was someone delivering a change of clothes, but he didn't expect it to be a policeman. Speaking of which, this was the first time Luo Zheng came here to face a policeman. He looked at the other person up and down. He was about thirty years old. On the left and right, there was a man with a Chinese character face, a solemn expression, and firm and powerful eyes. He was holding a rubber stick in his hand, constantly hitting the iron door's horizontal pillar, and looking over coldly.

"Roar——?" Luo Zheng came over with a lunge, roared like a tiger, and punched the opponent.

The policeman was frightened and quickly took a step back. Luo Zheng's fist hit the horizontal iron pillar, making a buzzing sound. The force was so terrifying that the policeman's face instantly turned pale and he shouted in panic: "What do you want to do? Don't sleep." ah?"

Luo Zheng glanced at the other party coldly, sneered disdainfully, and stepped back. The policeman's retreat was seen by other prisoners. The prisoners did not expect that Luo Zheng was so fierce and dared to hit the policeman. The policemen were frightened. Encouraged, he continued to bang on the iron door, making noises and making random noises.