In the late Qing Dynasty, Guo Yunshen practiced Xingyi Five Elements Boxing in prison. Because his hands and feet were shackled, he could only take half a step when punching, and created the famous Half-step Bengquan. Today, Zhang Jun moves in small steps, but is equally powerful and heavy.
, the one who is worthy is invincible.
However, the movement he made at this time was using the transfer handle that was controlled by his mind. The seemingly simple footwork actually contained a mystery. At the same time, he cooperated with the marching chop handle and pounding, and rushed towards the other four people.
"Puff!" There was no sound after several times, and the remaining people couldn't even see the other person's figure clearly. The person was beaten away and fell to the ground, groaning and unable to move.
He looked down at the five people on the ground and said coldly: "If you give me a killing stick, you have to be capable."
The sound inside alerted the guards outside, and several prison guards rushed in. They were not surprised by the opening in front of them. It seemed that they often encountered this kind of thing. One of them, a dark-faced man in his fifties, came over, stared at Zhang Jun and said:
"Boy, I don't know how long you can last until you hit me twice."
Zhang Jun raised his eyebrows and said, "How do you say this?"
The black-faced man said: "Originally, you are only a pending prisoner in No. 4 Prison, and you are being held on behalf of others. Logically, you cannot be locked up with those old prisoners. But you dare to beat the prison guards, and you are too dangerous, so we can only put you in jail."
Send it in."
Zhang Jun sneered and said: "Whatever, I want to see how many real dragons this Prison No. 4 can fight."
"Okay, you have the guts!" The black-faced man gave a thumbs up, "I hope you can come out alive."
After saying that, he turned around and ordered: "Send him to the courtyard."
This is indeed a "big courtyard", a huge courtyard with rows of houses built in it. In addition, there are gardens, water boiling rooms, bathing rooms, and even basketball courts and cinemas.
If someone comes here, they will most likely regard this place as a small town with good infrastructure. However, the residents here are not ordinary residents, but extremely dangerous prisoners.
Zhang Jun first walked through a 100-meter-long tunnel, passed through twelve iron fences inside, and then passed through a half-foot-thick steel door and entered the "courtyard."
After entering the compound, he thought he was in the wrong place. The inside of Prison No. 4 actually looked like this?
He saw more than a dozen figures moving in the distance. There were old people and young people among them. They were working hard with hoe, plowing a vegetable field, and some were carrying water basins. These people seemed to have noticed Zhang Jun.
There was no sign of the arrival of this new person, and everyone was still doing their own things.
Looking around, the compound is surrounded by a wall that is thirty meters high. The wall is extremely smooth. On top of the high wall, there is a tower every ten meters, guarded by prison guards with live ammunition. Moreover, the high wall
The walls are also equipped with dense high-voltage electricity.
He was secretly surprised. He was imprisoned in this place and it was impossible to fly. He couldn't even think of escaping.
After observing for a while, a loudspeaker on a telephone pole next to him sounded: "Prisoner Zhang Jun, your code name is 4137, and cell 313 is where you will live in the future."
As he finished speaking, a red dot appeared under his feet and moved forward. He looked up and found that a prison guard on the tower was using the laser from a sniper rifle to guide him. He nodded and followed the red dot on the ground.
Walk forward and soon arrive in front of 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 wanted to live. Just as he was about to push the door open, a man in his thirties or forties walked next to him, with a green-skinned bald head and a wolf-like face.
His eyes seemed to be blood red, which was frightening.
"Newcomer, the leader wants to see you." Baldhead said, his voice cold.
Zhang Jun asked: "Who is the leader?"
The bald man said: "The dragon head is the god in the courtyard. He holds the power of life and death. If he says anything, you will die."
Zhang Jun nodded: "I'll go."
The bald man led the way, and the two of them walked along the long cells until they reached cell number 001. The door was open, and there were more than a dozen people standing scattered on the left and right sides. They all looked at Zhang Jun with cold eyes, as if they were looking at a dead person.
, said nothing.
Baldhead said: "You can go in, the dragon head is inside."
Zhang Jun was about to take a step forward. At this moment, a middle-aged prisoner who was less than one meter away from him suddenly moved. In a flash of cold light, he held a dagger and stabbed Zhang Jun's waist. This was
It was hard, fast and accurate, like a trained killer.
The shackles on Zhang Jun's body were all removed, so as soon as he moved his body, he stepped aside, and then punched out. This blow was simple and direct, as fast as lightning, and it was the advanced blocking hammer evolved from the Tai Chi Hammer style.
The man who attacked was not slow to react. He failed to hit the target and immediately retreated, standing ten meters away and looking at Zhang Jun coldly.
Zhang Jun snorted coldly and stepped across the threshold. He somewhat understood that the person just now was probably testing him. If he couldn't avoid the sneak attack, he would naturally die and would not even be qualified to enter.
After entering the door, I saw a big man two meters away, with muscles on his body and eyes like copper bells, blocking the way.
Zhang Jun sighed, knowing that this was probably another test, so he put on the air of Zhenwu Mother Fist and prepared to fight. Unexpectedly, at this time, a sigh came from the distance, and an old and powerful voice said: "Big man, I have Zhenwu.
If you can't fight him, let him come over."
The big man turned sideways, and Zhang Jun saw the scene behind him. Sitting on a wooden bed was an old man who was at least sixty years old. His hair was gray, but his eyes were very clear and lively.
To the left and right of the old man, there were more than ten people, some old and some middle-aged, with different images. They all lowered their heads and looked at their noses and hearts.
"Young man, come here." The old man spoke.
As soon as these words came out, the people on both sides were shocked. Longtou has not seen anyone new for many years. How could he pay attention to this young man today? Is it just because he has good kung fu?
Zhang Jun walked slowly, and with every step he took, he felt a strong pressure, which was so strong that he couldn't breathe. The aura emanated from the old man.
However, his pace became faster and faster. When he approached within five meters of the old man, an old man on both sides shouted sharply: "You see the dragon head, why don't you kneel down?"
The sound from the other party was like a violent surge, shaking Zhang Jun's diaphragm. He couldn't help but look at the old man, and saw that the old man's energy and blood were incredibly strong.
"Is this old man's cultivation at the peak of his strength? I am absolutely no match for him." He thought to himself.
Facing the old man's scolding, his expression remained unchanged and said: "I'm sorry, I only kneel to my parents in heaven and earth."
A cold light flashed in the old man's eyes, as if he was about to take action. 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 and stopped looking at Zhang Jun. The leader asked: "I see you have a unique temperament. Young man, who are you?"