Chapter 78: Faucet

At the end of Qing Dynasty, Guo Yunshen practiced Xingyi Five Elements Bengquan in prison. Because he had shackles on both hands and feet, he only walked half a step to fight and created the famous half-step Bengquan. Now Zhang Jun is moving in small steps, but he is also sinking vigorously and invincible.
However, his movement at this time is using the shifting handle in the mind handle. The seemingly simple footwork actually contains mystery. At the same time, they cooperated with the march and rushed towards the other four people.
"Puff!" A few muffled sounds, the rest of the people couldn't even see other people's shadows, so they were beaten into the air, fell on the ground and hummed, unable to move.
He looked down at the five people on the ground and said coldly: "You have to be able to give me a killer stick."
The sound inside alarmed the guards outside, and several prison guards rushed in. They were not surprised by the situation before them. They seemed to encounter such things frequently. One of them, a black-faced man in his fifties, came over and stared at Zhang Jun and said, "Boy, there are two sons, so I don't know how many days you can last."
Zhang Jun raised his eyebrows and said, "What do you say?"
The black-faced man said: "Originally, you were just an unconfirmed prisoner in Prison No. 4, and you were a detainee. It is reasonable to say that you cannot be locked up with the old prisoners. But you dare to beat the prison guards, and you are too dangerous, we can only take you Send in."
Zhang Jun sneered and said, "Whatever, I want to see how many real dragons can be found in this No. 4 prison."
"Okay, kind!" The dark-faced man gave a thumbs up, "I hope you can come out alive."
After speaking, he turned and ordered: "Send him to the compound."
This is indeed a "courtyard", a huge courtyard with rows of houses built inside. In addition, there are gardens, boiling water rooms, bathing rooms, and even basketball courts and movie theaters.
If someone comes here, Shiyou will treat this place as a small town with good infrastructure. It's just that the residents here are not ordinary residents, but extremely dangerous prisoners.
Zhang Jun first walked through a one-hundred-meter-long tunnel, passed through the twelve iron fences inside, and then passed a half-foot-thick steel plate door into the "compound".
After entering the compound, he thought he had come to the wrong place, what was the inside of prison number four?
He saw that there were more than a dozen people shaking in the distance. Among them, there were old people and young people. They were working hard to lift their heads, plowing a vegetable field, and some people were holding water basins to water. These people seemed to have noticed the arrival of Zhang Jun, the newcomer, but did not say anything, and they still did their own things.
Looking around, there is a circle of walls 20 meters away on the periphery of the compound. The wall is extremely smooth. On the high wall, a tower is built every ten meters, and there are guards guarded by prison guards with live ammunition. In addition, a dense high-voltage power grid is installed above the high walls.
He was secretly surprised, being locked in this place, it was almost impossible to fly, and he never wanted to escape.
After observing for a while, a tweeter on a telephone pole next to him made a sound: "Prisoner Zhang Jun, your code name is 4137. The cell 313 is where you will live in the future."
When the words fell, a red dot appeared under his feet and moved forward. He looked up and found that a prison guard on the tower was using a laser from a sniper rifle to show him the way. He silently followed the red dots on the ground and walked forward, and quickly came to a row of houses.
In front of him was a door with the number 313 written on it, which was obviously the cell where he was going to live. He was about to push the door and walk in. A man in his 30s and 40s walked beside him, with a bald head and wolf-like eyes. His eyes seemed to be blood-red, which was shocking.
"Rookie, the leader wants to see you." The bald head said, his voice was cold.
Zhang Jun asked: "Who is the leader?"
The bald head said: "The dragon head is the in the compound, who holds the power of life and death. If he says, you will die."
Zhang Jun nodded: "I will go."
With bald heads leading the way, the two walked along the long cell until they reached cell 001. The door was open, and a dozen people stood scattered on the left and right sides, one by one with indifferent eyes, looking at Zhang Jun like a dead person, without speaking.
The bald head said: "You can go in, the dragon head is inside."
Zhang Jun was about to move forward. At this moment, a middle-aged prisoner who was 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. This time was ruthless, fast and accurate, just like a well-trained killer.
The shackles on Zhang Jun's body were all removed, so when he moved, he flashed aside, and then his fist blasted out. This blow is simple and straightforward, as fast as lightning, it is the progress of Tai Chi hammer style evolution.
The person who attacked was not slow to react. He couldn't get a single blow, and immediately retreated, standing ten meters away, looking at him coldly.
Zhang Jun snorted coldly and stepped across the threshold. He understood a little bit that the person just now should be testing himself. If you can't escape the sneak attack, you are naturally dead, and you don't even have the qualifications to enter the door.
After getting started, I saw another big man two meters away with knotted muscles and eyes like brass bells, blocking his way.
Zhang Jun sighed, knowing that this 80% was a temptation, so he put on the frame of Zhenwu Muquan and prepared to fight. Unexpectedly, at this moment, there was a sigh from a distance, and an old and majestic voice said: "Big guy, people have real martial arts, you can't beat them, let him come over."
The big man turned sideways, and Zhang Jun saw the scene behind. On a wooden bed sat an old man who was at least sixty years old with gray hair, but his eyes were very clear and energetic.
There are more than ten people on the left and right of the elderly. There are elderly people and middle-aged people. They have different images. They all keep their heads down, watching their noses and noses.
"Young man, come here." The old man said.
As soon as this statement came out, the people on both sides were shocked. The leader has not seen a newcomer for many years. How can he pay attention to this young man today? Just because he is good at skill?
Zhang Jun walked slowly, and with every step he took, he felt a strong pressure, which was so great that he could not breathe. That aura radiated from the old man.
However, his pace was getting faster and faster. When he approached the old man within five meters, an old man on the left sternly shouted: "I saw the dragon's head, why don't you kneel?"
The sound of the other party was like a hurricane, shaking Zhang Jun's eardrums. He couldn't help but look over and realized that the old man's vitality had reached an incredible level.
"Is this old man's cultivation level the pinnacle of transformation? I am absolutely not an opponent." He thought.
Facing the old man's scolding, he didn't change his expression and said, "I'm sorry, I only kneel to my parents."
A cold light flashed in the old man's eyes, as if he was about to make a move. At this time the old man on the wooden bed said: "Old 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 flickered, staring at him and asked, "I think you have a unique temperament, young man, who are you?"
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