Chapter 77

This is one of the 36 secret collections that Hua Bu Yi got. Zhang Jun's first practice was xinyiba, and he had already experienced it.

As soon as he put on airs, five people got close. Only his body swayed, and the shackles on his feet did not affect his movement at all. Also did not see how to move, one of them felt a stuffy chest, the whole person was hit and flew out, the other four people also jumped into the air.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty, Guo Yunshen practiced Xingyi Wuxing avalanche boxing in prison. Because he had shackles on both hands and feet, he only took half a step and created the famous half step punch. Today, Zhang Jun moves in small steps, but with the same momentum, he is invincible.

However, his movement at this time uses the moving handle in the heart. The seemingly simple footwork actually contains mystery. At the same time, he rushed to the other four people with the help of the March.

"Poof!" After a few muffled noises, the rest of the people couldn't even see the shadow of others, so they were beaten and fell on the ground, humming and unable to move.

Looking down at the five people on the ground, he said coldly, "if you give me a killer stick, you have to be able to do it."

The sound inside startled the guards outside, and several prison guards rushed in. They were not surprised at the situation in front of them. It seemed that they often encountered such things. One of them, a black faced man in his fifties, came over and looked at Zhang Jun and said, "boy, you have two sons. I don't know how many days you can last."

Zhang Jun raised his eyebrows and said, "how do you say that?"

The black faced man said, "originally you are only a pending prisoner in prison No. 4, and you are in custody on behalf of others. The reason is that you can't be locked up with those old prisoners. But you dare to beat the C.O. and it's too dangerous. We can only send you in. "

Zhang Jun sneered and said, "whatever, I'd like to see how many real dragons can be made in prison No. 4."

"Well, there is seed!" The black faced man thumbed up, "I hope you can come out alive."

With that, he turned and ordered, "take him to the compound."

This is indeed a "courtyard", a huge courtyard with rows of houses built inside. In addition, there are gardens, boiling rooms, bathrooms, and even basketball courts, cinemas.

If someone comes here, nine out of ten people will think of it as a small town with good infrastructure. However, the people living here are not ordinary residents, but extremely dangerous prisoners.

Zhang Jun first walked through a 100 meter long tunnel, through 12 iron fences inside, and then passed through a half foot thick steel plate door to enter the "courtyard".

After entering the compound, he thought he had come to the wrong place. How could the interior of prison No. 4 look like this?

He saw that there were more than a dozen figures shaking in the distance. Among them, there were old people and young people. They were swinging their heads, plowing a vegetable field, and others were watering with water pots. These people seem to have noticed the arrival of Zhang Jun, a new man, but without any indication, they still do their own things.

Looking around again, the periphery of the courtyard is a circle of 20 meters high wall, the wall is extremely smooth. Above the high wall, every ten meters there is a tower, on which there are guards with live guns. Moreover, there are dense high-voltage power grids on the high walls.

He was so surprised that he could hardly escape from this place.

After observing for a while, a loudspeaker on a telegraph pole beside him made a sound: "prisoner Zhang Jun, your code name is 4137313, and the cell is your living place in the future."

A red dot appeared at his feet and moved forward. He looked up and found a C.O. on the tower using a laser from a sniper gun to show him the way. He followed the red dots on the ground silently, and soon came to a row of houses.

In front of him was a door with a number of 313 written on it, which was obviously the cell he wanted to live in. He was just about to push the door in, and a man of thirty or forty years old came by. He had a green skin and a bald head. He had a wolf like look in his eyes. His eyes seemed to be blood red, which was frightening.

"Newcomer, the leader wants to see you." Bareheaded Road, voice cold.

"Who is the dragon head?" Zhang Jun asked

Bareheaded: "the dragon head is the God in the courtyard, holding the power of life and death. If he says it, you will die."

Zhang Jun nodded: "I will go."

Bareheaded, they walked along the long cell to cell 001. With the door open, more than a dozen people stood scattered on both sides of the room. They looked at Zhang Jun as if they were dead. They did not speak.

Bareheaded: "you can go in. The tap is in it."

Zhang Jun was about to step forward when a middle-aged prisoner less than one meter away from him suddenly moved. With a flash of cold light, he held an iron thorn and stabbed Zhang Jun's back. It's hard, fast and accurate. It's like a trained killer.

All the shackles on Zhang Jun's body had been removed, so when he moved, he flashed aside, and then his fist exploded out. This strike is simple and direct, as fast as electricity and light, which is the evolution of Taiji hammer style.

The sneak attacker's reaction is not slow. He can't make a hit. He immediately retreats and stands at ten meters away and looks at him coldly.

Zhang Jun snorted coldly and stepped over the threshold. He understood that the man was trying to test himself. If you can't avoid the sneak attack, you'll be dead. You don't even have the qualification to enter.After the introduction, he saw a big man two meters away. His muscles were twisted and his eyes were like copper bells. He stopped his way.

Zhang Jun sighed, knowing that 80% of the time was a trial, he put on the airs of Zhenwu mother boxing and prepared to fight. But at this time, a sigh came from the distance, and an old and powerful voice said: "big man, people have real martial frame. You can't beat it. Let him come here."

Han then turned to his side, and Zhang Jun saw the scene behind him. On a wooden bed, there was an old man at least 60 years old, with gray hair, but his eyes were very clear.

There are more than ten old people, including old people and middle-aged people, with different images. They all look down at their heads, eyes, nose and heart.

"Young man, come here." The old man spoke.

As soon as this statement was made, people on both sides were shocked. How can we pay attention to this young man today? Just because he's good at Kung Fu?

Zhang Jun walked slowly. With each step, he felt a strong pressure. The pressure was so great that he couldn't breathe. That momentum comes from the old man.

However, his pace is faster and faster, when he approached the old man within five meters, an old man on the left side snapped: "see the dragon head, do not kneel down?"

The sound wave of the other party is like a violent wind, which makes the eardrum ache. He could not help but look at the past, and found that the old man's blood and blood had reached an incredible level.

"I'm afraid the old man's cultivation is the peak of his strength? I'm Wan Wan Wan, not my opponent. " He said.

In the face of the old man's rebuke, he looked the same and said, "I'm sorry, I only kneel down to my parents."

In the eyes of the old man, it seemed that he was about to make a move. At this time, the old man on the wooden bed said, "Lao Hu, wait for me to ask him a few words."

The old man lowered his head again, no longer looking at Zhang Jun. The dragon head's eyes flashed, staring at him and asked, "I think you have a unique temperament. Young man, who are you?"

His temperament is hard to understand. In front of him, the old man obviously had a brilliant vision, and he found something unusual.

He looked directly at the old man and replied, "Zhang Jun, a descendant of the thirty ninth generation of shennongmen."

The old man's eyes were shining brilliantly. He asked eagerly, "is Hua Bu Yi your master?"

"Exactly." Zhang jundao thought, does this old man know Master?

The old man nodded repeatedly and said, "good, very good. It seems that the evil god doesn't want me to die early!"

Just now, the old man, who was called Lao Hu, glared at Zhang Jun and said in a cold voice, "boy, how can you prove your identity?"

Zhang Jun sneered: "do you believe it or not. I was sent here after being plotted by others. I won't stay for long, and I won't have a conflict of interest with you. So we'd better not provoke anyone. "

"It's not a small voice!" Laohu snorted coldly, "I'm afraid that you are the person who is instructed to come to harm the dragon head."

"First, before today, I didn't know who the tap was. Second, you are all in prison. If you want to kill you, you don't need to be so troublesome. You can be pulled out and shot. " He responded coldly.

Lao Hu's face became more suspicious and said: "boy, don't pretend to be confused. They have carried out at least 30 assassinations over the years. Although the big boss turned off the tap, they didn't dare to die because they couldn't bear the loss

Zhang Jun heard that the leader's identity was very complicated and was often assassinated. No wonder they suspected it. He thought for a moment, and knew that if he could not prove his identity, he would immediately have to splash blood five steps.

"It's easy to prove that I'm a Shennong disciple." Then he went to the old man on the wooden bed. On the left and right sides, there are more than ten sharp eyes projected over him. If he has any power, he will suffer a fatal attack immediately.

The old man looked calm and waited for Zhang Jun to get close to him one meter before he said, "it's said that doctor Hua can see at a glance what's wrong with a person. I'm just a little sick. Can you see that? "

Zhang Jun used the perspective of Buddha's eye, and was shocked to find that the old man's internal organs were covered with hidden injuries, including bones. How many blows does it take to make this injury?

However, the old man himself was an expert in holding pills, and his vitality was incomparably strong. He suppressed these hidden injuries to prevent them from breaking out. Even now, his vitality is far stronger than that of ordinary people.

In addition, the meridians above the legs of the elderly have been severely damaged, I am afraid that they have lost the ability to walk. What surprised him even more was that there seemed to be a chronic virulence in the old man's body, which slowly eroded his vitality.

He could conclude that, had it not been for this chronic virulence, the old man would have recovered from the dark injury on his own.

After a few minutes, he had seen through the old man's physical condition, sighed and said, "your health is very bad. With your cultivation in Dan state, you could have recovered completely. It's a pity that some people don't want you to recover. They put a chronic poison in your body to keep you in the current state. "

People around the face changed greatly, the dragon head was poisoned? They looked at each other as if they wanted to find out among these people the one who poisoned them.The old man looked the same and said with a smile, "it's worthy of being a descendant of the miracle doctor, which is admirable." Then he said, "I wonder if you can help me get rid of the toxin?"

Zhang Jun was not sure, he could only say, "do your best." Then his face was cold, "but my medical fee is very high, can you afford it?"

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