() The boss of this cell is definitely the number one master Bai Peng has met since his resurrection.

Compared with the previous underworld gangsters such as Weige, Sunglasses, and the police Sanda champion Xiao Meng, they were like a domestic cat and a wild leopard, completely incomparable.

Once his offensive started, it was by no means a simple punch and kick. Instead, it was like a machine running at full speed. His fists, elbows, knees and legs turned into sharp axes and chainsaws, and violent winds and rains broke through the air.

If the hit misses, the next blow will be without pause, like an interlocking chain. The enemy can be attacked from anywhere in the body, and the landing points are all vital points. Moreover, its limbs are as hard as iron, and it also contains strong internal force, making its moves steady, accurate and fast.

It's so cruel, ordinary people will be disabled even if they take one hit.

Of course, this kind of skill is still far from enough to attack the former martial arts overlord Demon Emperor Bai Peng.

Bai Peng didn't fight back, he just saw the moves, swaying and moving within a short distance, tapping his palms lightly, raising his knees to make a false move, the same high-frequency and quick movements, but using only a small amount of force, in the gentle breeze and drizzle,

Then those fierce offensives were deflected and turned invisible.

The boss's continuous attacks were very draining on his physical strength. After a series of hard blows landed in the empty space, sweat was already visible on his forehead. He whispered "Good job!" but he was not impatient. His expression was solemn and cautious, and he took extra time to strike again.

Three-point force, ready to deal with Bai Peng's counterattack at any time. This transformation shows his rich combat experience.

Bai Peng only used a small amount of internal energy to defend himself, but did not react to hurt others. There was also a slight smile on his face. This feeling of internal energy impact from the opponent's fists and feet seemed to resonate with his past life, so much so that it made him feel uncomfortable.

He simply couldn't bear to end this battle. Maybe if he fought longer, he would be able to remember his past.

As if he really remembered something, Bai Peng suddenly switched from defense to offense, attacking with fists, kicks, knees and elbows in the same way as the prison boss. He used very little force, but his moves were aimed at the vital point. The two of them were like brothers in the same discipline.

It's like having a tacit understanding for many years.

The boss soon became unable to handle it and exclaimed: "How did you..." Before he could finish his words, he was hit by Bai Peng's shoulder and back in the chest and abdomen. He was knocked back more than two meters and sat down on Datong.

On the bed, my breath was stagnant, and the last half of my words were choked in my throat.

Bai Peng smiled and cupped his hands: "I accept the concession. May I ask how you call me brother?"

Seeing that the battle was over, the prisoners who were huddled against the wall for fear of being affected breathed a sigh of relief and stood up one after another.

Someone muttered: "Damn, it's a martial arts drama!"

It took the boss a long time to catch his breath, and his face turned slightly red: "My surname is Sun, just call me Lao Sun. You will be the boss of this house from now on."

Bai Peng shook his head and sat down next to Lao Sun: "Brother Sun, you are still the boss. I will be going out in a few days, why do I take your seat?"

Lao Sun smiled bitterly: "How many days can you get out after squatting? You are very confident. What case came in?"

"kill."

As soon as Bai Peng said these words, the surrounding prisoners who had just returned to their normal posture buzzed and talked, and they were suddenly in awe. Murderers have always been the most respected in the detention center. It's not that killing people is glorious, but since they have

Having been sued for someone's life, he basically has no scruples in his actions. He is afraid of those who are soft and fearful of being aggressive, and those who are aggressive are afraid of risking his life. Such people are the most unprovoked.

"Who did you kill? Why?" Lao Sun asked. Of course, killing a man is different from killing a woman. Even if you kill a man, killing Wu Dalang and killing Ximen Qing are two different things.

"A man was assaulting a woman. I kicked him and punched him again, and he died."

Lao Sun laughed when he heard this: "Between you kicking him and punching him, what was he doing? Did he attack you?"

"He came to stab me with a knife."

"Ha, then you can really go out and deal with violations such as violent murder, robbery, and kidnapping. Regardless of the victim or the brave person, he deserves to be beaten to death and will not bear criminal responsibility." Lao Sun smiled happily and placed his hand on Bai Peng's shoulder.

He patted him and said, "You are great! You are strong in martial arts and upright. There should be more people like you in society!"

Bai Peng tilted his head and looked at Lao Sun for a while: "Listening to Brother Sun, how come he doesn't sound like a prisoner, but more like a police officer?"

After hearing this, the smile on Lao Sun's face dimmed.

A prisoner squatting by the toilet suddenly said: "The boss was a prisoner more than a month ago. He was the one who arrested me. I didn't expect that we would meet again in the cell a few days later."

Lao Sun sneered: "When I was a police officer, I beat you for violating discipline. Now I can beat you, you scumbag, how cool it is!"

The man lowered his head and did not dare to say anything anymore.

Bai Peng was very surprised: "Brother Sun, you are a police officer, how could you break the law and come in?"

"I'm happy to come in and beat up the scum, it's fun!" Lao Sun forced a smile on his face, which looked unreal.

Of course Bai Peng didn't believe it, but Lao Sun himself obviously didn't want to say it, and the prisoners didn't know the inside story either. But looking at Lao Sun's hostility towards the "scum", it seemed that the case he committed was definitely not a sinister case.

This topic could not be discussed any longer, so Bai Peng turned to ask his mentor: "Brother Sun, do you feel that just now we were just like brothers fighting each other? I don't know what's wrong. I can't remember my life experience and my sect. How can I

Can't you tell me about your school?"

"The attack methods are very similar. You have the advantages of Chinese Sanshou and Muay Thai. However, your kung fu is more than ten times better than mine. There is a heaven in the world!" Lao Sun felt a little sad, then stared at Bai Peng's eyes and suddenly shouted, "

There is a way to hell!"

"What?" Bai Peng was stunned by these four words that made no sense, and then he understood, "Is it an incision? I don't know the second half of the sentence."

Old Sun shook his head slightly: "If you don't know the second part of the sentence, you are not from the same sect. Please forgive me for not revealing the secrets of the sect."

Bai Peng felt that the second half of the sentence for "Hell has no door" would be more neat, but the meaning didn't make sense, so he didn't dare to speak randomly. If it was right or wrong, it would be a taboo. Finally, he sighed, leaned back, closed his eyes and thought carefully.

Thinking about the battle just now, trying to connect and communicate with his sealed memories, there is always some vague inspiration, but unfortunately it is still fleeting and elusive.

However, after this battle, Bai Peng's status in the cell was established. Although he insisted not to replace Brother Sun as the boss, the rest of the cell also regarded him as the boss, and he and Lao Sun were like "kings shoulder to shoulder."

.From then on, several people would come at the same time with fans made of folded newspapers to cool them both.

Bai Peng easily defeated Lao Sun. Everyone looked at him like a god, respectfully. Bai Peng did not embarrass them. Most of the time, he just practiced quietly by himself, trying to recall the past, or quietly missing Yang Lili.

Everyone looked at Lao Sun differently. Most people's eyes were full of fear, as if they were facing a demon from hell, because his skills were at the limit of human beings. Even if they were given a knife, they would not be able to fight against him. However, Lao Sun was particularly fond of taking action.

"Hit the scum", other cells will be fine as long as they serve the boss well, but Lao Sun has to give the "scum" a few times whether he is in a good or bad mood, so that the pain will never go away from them.

Bai Peng once asked Lao Sun what the basis was for ranking "scum", and Lao Sun answered with two words: "conscience."

The few people with higher status in the cell are not like those in other cells who are able to fight, commit murder, or are close to the boss. Those who can live comfortably under Lao Sun's rule are those who cause traffic accidents or have too many ATMs.

Spitting out money and not returning it is either an accident or understandable human nature.

Secondly, some minor crimes were committed by young people who injured someone in their anger or were forced by life. Lao Sun also believed that they were "not bad in nature" and allowed them to sleep on the bunk. The more outrageous the case, the lower the status and position.

The closer they get to the latrine, the more they will endure the torture of Lao Sun every day. Those people dare not show dissatisfaction with Lao Sun, they can only pray secretly, hoping that their case will be pronounced as soon as possible and they will leave the horrible cell of this terrible detention center.

After Lao Sun lost to Bai Peng, he admired his skills very much. Bai Peng also admired Lao Sun's skills, especially when he saw that Lao Sun's moves were somewhat familiar, which made him feel more friendly. The two of them cherished each other, and their friendship gradually improved.

stand up.

During several outings, the two of them chatted side by side, and finally heard Lao Sun mention his master's school in general terms.

"I won't go into too much detail about the sect. I just want you to know that this is an ancient sect with strict selection and rigorous training. It never pays attention to routine performances. The purpose of training is to kill people, killing with bare hands. Because the sect is remote

Located in southern Xinjiang, Muay Thai actually

The development of Muay Thai was influenced by this sect. At the end of the Ming Dynasty, an ancestor escorted Emperor Yongli to Myanmar. After Emperor Yongli was martyred, that ancestor went to Siam and developed there, indirectly perfecting the attack methods of Muay Thai.

From then on, the door began to expand to Southeast Asia.”

Bai Peng's heart moved: "You said the training is harsh, what kind of harsh method is it?"

Lao Sun was silent for a moment, then turned to stare at Bai Peng: "Do you believe that I killed someone when I was twelve years old? The master locked me and a strong Burmese drug dealer in a cave to die. He also gave him a piece of wood.

Great, I have nothing!”

Bai Peng's whole body was shocked, as if he had been shocked by electricity, and a scene quickly emerged in his mind.

"What's wrong with you?" Lao Sun asked.

"I believe it! Because... I just remembered a scene. I was the same. I was in a stone room, like a cell, facing an adult. I was only as tall as his chest. In the end, I beat him to death!"

"Are we really from the same school?" Lao Sun stared into Bai Peng's eyes suspiciously.

Bai Peng shook his head: "It will be fine when I can remember everything. I can't make a conclusion now. But where is your sect now? If I want to become a disciple, who should I go to?"

Lao Sun looked sad: "There is no contact. The master is gone and I can never find them again. The sect has an ancient tradition. I don't agree with it and don't want to get involved in the affairs of the sect. Later, I joined the army and became a special forces soldier.

He fought hard in southern Xinjiang for six years and then became a mercenary. He did not occupy the army establishment and was not considered a martyr when he died, but he still listened to the orders of the old army and performed national tasks. It was not until five years ago that he changed his job and became a police officer.

, here comes the great capital bei

Jing, married a daughter-in-law and started a family."

"What tradition of the master's sect do you not agree with?"

Lao Sun was silent for a while and whispered: "It doesn't matter much if you say it. My sect pays attention to 'dark justice' and believes that in any country and in any era, official laws cannot control everything, nor can they control anything."

Everyone must be fair. The world needs dark justice. Use extra-legal means to punish bad guys and uphold justice.

The Shimen is actually a secret assassination organization. But I think times have changed. Human beings have entered a legal society. If this system is in opposition to the law, it will not end well, and it is impossible to play a big role. One or two knights or

Mr. Qingtian is just a drop in the bucket, only the improvement of the system can truly protect everyone."

"What now? Do you still think so?" Bai Peng looked at his expression and asked carefully.
Chapter completed!