There is no sun or moon in the prison, and I don’t know the situation outside at all. Luo Zheng didn’t know how long he had been sitting in meditation. He felt that his chest pain had healed a lot. When he got up, he saw two bowls placed at the door. He felt a little hungry. He walked over and saw that there was food in the bowl, the same as before, but there was an apple. He probably was worried that the prisoner would not be able to keep up with his nutrition and died of illness in the prison?

Luo Zheng was not polite, and picked it up and forced himself to swallow the food. After eating and drinking, he moved his body and his bones in the prison. With a slight movement, the joints of his body crackled. This is a sign of not moving for a long time. If this continues, it will probably be ruined. Luo Zheng used military fists in the narrow space. If there is not enough space, he will shorten the movements as much as possible, and reduce them as much as possible.

Gradually, Luo Zheng felt sweaty on his body and continued to practice. After he slapping ten times, he felt his whole body heat up. After the musculoskeleton was fully moved, Luo Zheng stood upside down on the wall, with his hands on the ground, his feet leaned against the steel-cast wall, and kept squatting down, getting up to exercise the strength of his arms.

Not long after, a radio sounded in the prison, just like last time, asking everyone to come out to let the news. Luo Zheng got up and walked to the door, but found that his prison door was not open, and the steel pillars that were bolted were not moving. The prisoners in other prisons came out and looked at Luo Zheng's prison in surprise. Everyone couldn't understand what the situation was.

Luo Zheng's eyes flashed, and a deep doubt flashed across his eyes. He looked outside with vigilance. No one came over. After waiting for a while, nothing abnormal happened. Only the old man who was pushing the book cart came over. Luo Zheng asked the other party to stop, looked at Luo Zheng with some fear, took a few steps back, and asked Luo Zheng to check the books placed on the cart.

There was nothing wrong with it. Luo Zheng guessed that the prison would not let him leave this hut anymore. He had to read books except for training. Otherwise, he really didn't know how to spend it. Luo Zheng was too lazy to read ordinary books, but there was no military one. He found a book on psychology, Freud's works, and he wanted to come over.

The old man carefully handed the book to Luo Zheng without any hesitation. After seeing Luo Zheng take it, he quickly stopped, fearing that Luo Zheng would beat him. Seeing that Luo Zheng was not at all hostile, he went to open the book. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and pushed the cart toward him.

Freud is a master in psychology. Luo Zheng had heard of this person for a long time. He threw the book on the bed and continued to train himself, push-ups, regardless of the specific number, until he had no strength to do the position. After resting, he then sat ups, pull-ups, squatted and jumped in place, etc., and did everything until he had no strength, and continued the subsequent training after resting.

After all the basic training is completed, Luo Zheng practices boxing and feet in the air and makes imaginary enemy strikes. He imagines that the enemy will use those attacks in front and how to guard against him. How should he be prepared? There is a bit of a slight tide of fighting left and right. This single practice method is of great help to combat tactical training. When the last trace of strength in his body is squeezed dry, it is time to deliver another meal.

The most powerful training volume consumes energy. A bowl of food is not enough to eat. When Luo Zheng saw the food delivery person coming, he rushed forward, grabbed the iron pillar with a crossbar, and looked at the person who delivered the food coldly and shouted: "Tell the prison that there is too little food, I need three servings, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

The old man who delivered the meal looked at Luo Zheng in panic and agreed, fearing that Luo Zheng would rush out to kill him. Luo Zheng beat the bald man and the strong man and threw the two killers into the courtyard. Everyone saw that the prison ignored him and refused to let Luo Zheng come out at most. Such punishment made everyone realize that the prison was convenient and did not want Luo Zheng to die. It would be better not to provoke such a terrifying existence, otherwise he would be killed and there would be no place to reason.

The old man who was delivering the meal was about to push the cart away, when Luo Zheng shouted, "Wait a minute, bring two more servings."

"This?" The food was limited. The old man dared not give it to him, and was afraid that Luo Zheng would hurt him in anger. However, he did not expect that Luo Zheng, who was locked in a cage, had sharp claws and could not hurt others. Seeing Luo Zheng's fierce murderous aura, the old man was so scared that he quickly took two portions of the food off and placed it on the ground carefully. He didn't dare to push it in, for fear that Luo Zheng would grab his hand and throw away two fruits.

Luo Zheng didn't know what the consequences of giving two portions of food privately, and he was too lazy to worry about it. He swallowed all the unpalatable food and swallowed the three fruits into his stomach. Only then did he feel that his physical strength had recovered a lot. He took a little rest and rinsed his body with cold water under the squat pit. The cold water stimulated the muscles and brain nerves. He suddenly became much more awake and felt much more refreshed.

After washing the greasy body, Luo Zheng kept the water clean, applied it with a towel, lying on the bed to rest, and opened the psychology book, while using the method of breathing to heal the wounds. Time passed quietly inadvertently.

A few hours later, someone came over. Luo Zheng saw that the other party was wearing prison uniforms and there were changing clothes on the car, so he threw the prison uniforms he had changed to the other party. The other party took them cleanly and gave them a clean set to Luo Zheng. Then he hurriedly left, and didn't dare to take a look at them, with a panic look on his face.

Luo Zheng looked at the person who left in a hurry in surprise, a little amused. But then he thought, it would be fine, at least no one dared to mess with him. Not long after, someone came to deliver the meal, but it was not the one who did. The person who delivered the meal explained in panic: "They won't let you give you more food, otherwise I will kill me. The one I had been beaten to death before. I don't want to die, so please spare me, right?"

"Uh?" Luo Zheng didn't expect that his behavior caused the person who delivered the food to be beaten to death last time. He didn't know if this was true. Seeing that the other party was pitiful and did not want to make things difficult, he nodded. The other party quickly pushed the food through the gap below and pushed the cart away in a hurry.

After Luo Zheng swallowed the food, he sat down to rest and pondered. Why didn’t the prison give him more food? He was worried about his strength? Close the door, even if his strength was so strong, it would be useless. He had to get food, otherwise his body would collapse.

After thinking for a while, Luo Zheng found that he could hardly fight with the prison. After so long, the police had never appeared once. Those who delivered food, books, or change clothes were all prisoners. How to fight? Luo Zheng smashed the wall in anger and made a thumping sound. He couldn't help but move and had an idea.
Chapter completed!