The strongest soldier

“Ho ho ho—!”

The prisoners' booing became more intensive and louder, and violent emotions broke out. Everyone vented their dissatisfaction angrily. The scene was a little out of control. Fortunately, they were in the prison, otherwise they would have been in trouble. The sound shook the surroundings, and the building The prisoners who came downstairs were infected by their anger and started to boo. In this prison, everyone had nothing to do, and they were simmering a fire, like a dynamite barrel that exploded with the slightest spark.

The policeman did not expect that the situation would turn out like this. His face suddenly turned cold and he immediately called for support through the intercom. Soon, countless riot police officers rushed over and shot the disobedient prisoners with rubber bullets. The policeman's furious mood was once again suppressed. Looking at Luo Zheng coldly, the prisoners have had collective riots several times, and every time it was because of Luo Zheng. If this continues, there is no telling what will happen.

Invisibly, the policeman felt a pressure coming on him, his breathing became stagnant, and he shouted in distress: "What do you want?"

"Huh?" Luo Zheng didn't know what the police were thinking. He was thinking about why the other prisoners were making noises. When he heard the police asking, his face turned cold and he said coldly: "What do you think?" Before you know the situation clearly, it's best to The best way is to kick the problem to the other party and then act accordingly.

"You want more food, we have met your conditions, why are you still making trouble?" the policeman yelled dissatisfied, his face was solemn, his eyes were full of vigilance, he looked at Luo Zheng coldly, for fear that Luo Zheng would break out and hurt someone. .

"Did I make trouble?" Luo Zheng asked coldly. He looked at the policeman and saw that the policeman was looking at his fist and the wall where he had been hit. He suddenly understood. After thinking about it, he said coldly: "I want to It’s easy for me not to make a fuss. I need to improve the food. I can’t get used to the food of your foreign devils. I want meat, fruits, and vegetables.”

"I can reflect your request, but I can't guarantee that it will be fulfilled. Before that, you can't make any more noise." The policeman said coldly. Looking at the blood on the wall, he felt frightened in his heart. This guy is not only cruel to others, but also to others. You are ruthless enough. With so much blood, you are not afraid of ruining your arms?

"You want me to be quiet? Okay, give me a human-shaped practice post, an iron pillar with a crust on the outside, the kind that looks like a human-shaped one, otherwise everyone will stop." Luo Zheng was keenly aware of the commotion caused by hitting the wall. , couldn't help but take the opportunity to make a request.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across the policeman's face and he said, "We don't have such a thing. Can sandbags be used? If so, I will tell you the situation. If not, there is nothing we can do."

Luo Zheng sneered noncommittally and turned his back. Seeing that Luo Zheng had nothing to say, the police officer left in a hurry and reported the situation to the warden. Luo Zheng didn't know if he could get these benefits, so he gave it a try and continued training. After a while, this time I didn't hit the wall again, but made contact with the enemy out of thin air. I worked up a sweat, washed myself, lay on the bed and read a book for a while before falling asleep.

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In the warden's office, after hearing what the police had said, the warden's face turned cold, and his slightly closed triangular eyes radiated a fierce light. He had an impulse to veto on the spot and led his men to beat up Luo Zheng. However, Thinking of Luo Zheng's terrifying combat power, even if Luo Zheng is subdued, I'm afraid he will have to suffer losses. Without conversion, the more I think about it, the more I feel that Luo Zheng is a hot potato, but when I think of the cash check in my pocket that I haven't had time to exchange, He felt much better and said, "Give it all to him, as long as he doesn't make a fuss or disturb the normal order of the prison. He's not allowed to leave the prison and have contact with other prisoners."

"Yes," the policeman looked at the warden doubtfully, agreed and left. He was full of doubts, but did not dare to ask more questions. He conveyed the order and the free man made arrangements. The policeman returned to his office and reviewed the internal affairs. When the file came, there was no information about Luo Zheng, and he immediately understood that this was a depositor.

The so-called depositors are a common term within the prison police. In order to create welfare, prisons often accept some people. These people are depositors, and the depositors will pay a fee to the prison. Simply put, it means making full use of prison resources. Provide convenience to those in need. As for who the depositor is and whether he has committed a crime, it is not important and there is no need to ask more.

After the police learned that Luo Zheng was the depositor, they lost interest. There have been people like this in the past. They are not real criminals. There is no need to be angry with such people. They all died for money. As long as they don't die, they can satisfy any requirements. Just charging fees continuously will kill the depositors, and everyone will lose their income. Why bother?

The identity of Luo Zheng's depositor was quickly spread by the policeman. Everyone did not embarrass Luo Zheng. He became the God of Wealth and provided him with delicious food and drink. However, there was one thing: he was not allowed to leave the prison even half a step. In this way, Luo Zheng The scope of activities can only be in the prison. One or two days is fine. Over time, people will go crazy from depression. They can only continue to train to stop their brains from thinking and let their emotions become numb. What? Don't even think about it, just think about training.

A long time passed unknowingly, and Luo Zheng didn't know how many days exactly. In addition to training every day, he only read books and ate. He could only move around in the prison and could not step out of the prison door. Fortunately, any prison he needed would be satisfied, as long as the conditions were met. Don't go overboard and go beyond the scope of principles.

On this day, Luo Zheng was tired from training, and someone happened to bring food. Luo Zheng stepped forward to get it. The old man who delivered the food suddenly lowered his voice and said, "I was asked to ask you, which country are you from?"

"Huh?" Luo Zheng was startled and looked coldly at the old man delivering the meal. The old man thought Luo Zheng was going to make a move, so he was startled. The rice bowl he brought up almost fell to the ground and was smashed. Fortunately, Luo Zheng reacted quickly. After catching the rice bowl, the old man looked at Luo Zheng in panic, and quickly explained: "Don't get me wrong, No. 9 Warehouse asked me to ask. If you don't answer, forget it."

"Who is that person in Warehouse No. 9?" Luo Zheng asked in a low voice, feeling a little excited. In this closed prison, he could neither contact outsiders nor step out of the cell door. There was no way to escape. He didn't expect that someone would attack him. It's a good thing that I've become interested. At least it's something interesting. Anyway, being idle is just idle.

"I don't know, he looks like you, a yellow man." The old man said quickly.

"Yellow race people?" Luo Zheng was surprised. Yellow race people are not only in China, but also in neighboring countries. This is not enough to identify themselves, so he lowered his voice and continued: "Tell him to identify yourself first." Unsure of the other party's identity Before, Luo Zheng did not dare to reveal his identity.

The old man quickly agreed and left in a hurry, but Luo Zheng fell into deep thought: "Yellow people?".