Chapter 393
Just as Li Zhiteng was lying on the ground, there was a sudden "bang" sound. The door opened and the corridor light came in. It was very dazzling. The sound of big leather boots stepping on the concrete floor was very loud. Several people in camouflage pants came in and lifted Li Zhiteng up with daggers.
Li Zhiteng grinned and knew that they didn't dare to mess around. But when he was pushed out of the corridor, the atmosphere was a little strange. His friends were pulled out one after another. They walked out of the unfinished building one by one. There was a big dirt pit outside. Beside the pit stood a row of soldiers with automatic rifles.
They were escorted by soldiers with big arms and round waists. Li Zhiteng's face was grim without saying a word. Looking at the others, his head drooped, his face was full of fear, and his legs trembled.
"Spare your life, don't shoot me, my family is old and young." Someone took the lead in shouting, with obvious cry in his voice. No wonder he was nervous. The formation was a bit like a execution ground.
The soldiers ignored their cries and pushed them to another building. They opened the door and drove them in. They turned on the lights and suddenly it was an indoor gymnasium.
When they opened their eyes, Li Zhiteng found that they were faced with more than ten strong soldiers with flat shaved heads and fists the size of bowls. They looked at them with a sneer.
There is an officer like guy, sneering at them, said: "win them, let you out."
"I protest!" Li Zhiteng called out, but no one paid any attention to him. The soldiers came over with a grim smile.
There's no way. Fight. The guys in the riot brigade are not vegetarians. Li Zhiteng is 1.9 meters tall and is not inferior to each other in terms of size. As for the others, they are used to fighting group fights.
But when they fight, they know the difference. What do the soldiers do? They exercise when they have nothing to do. The purpose of their life is to become a killing machine.
What's more, these soldiers are guys who have been to the battlefield seriously. And Yuan Lang told them before that if you win, you should. If you don't win, wait for a month to clean the toilet.
A big war, to be exact, was a one-sided beating. The soldiers of the military and sports brigade let go of their hands and practiced heartily. The sound of beating sandbags was heard all over the room. It was not hammering on real sandbags, but on people's stomachs.
Li Zhiteng was the one who was beaten the most. Yuan Lang specially explained that this boy who didn't know how to die offended Chu Lingfeng. In order to help manager Chu vent his anger, you have to greet him.
Although Chu Lingfeng didn't communicate with these soldiers several times, they all know Chu Lingfeng's strength. Even yuan Lang thinks that he is inferior. Can he be weak?
What's more, on the first day they came, Chu Lingfeng taught them a vivid lesson with his own strength. They still remember that Chu Lingfeng, seemingly quiet, had such explosive power in his body.
After the violent beating, all these people lay on the ground and couldn't get up. They were black and blue and looked like pigs. Even if their leaders came to lead them, they might not be able to tell who was who.
Li Zhiteng bent down on the ground, his mouth sprayed with blood foam and broken teeth. He was panting and his chest hurt badly. Maybe his ribs were broken by hammering. And the whole face is crooked, two eyes are like pandas, spitting blood.
As for the others, it's OK. They are idle people who are at the bottom of the society. They are the most sensitive when they encounter this kind of thing.
They can see at a glance that they don't want to compete with you in Kung Fu. They just want to find fault and beat others. It's not wise to fill a big clove of garlic at this time. The best way is to protect your head and key points, lie down on the ground and let others beat you. When they beat you up, you may hurt less.
Yuan Lang looked at the wounded on the ground, laughed at them and said, "you didn't win. I'm sorry. Let's stay a few more days." With a wave of his hand, the soldiers rushed up and sent them back to the temporary cell one by one.
It has been several days since he was arrested. The specific day of Li Zhiteng is not clear. The day and night are completely reversed, and he can't see his colleagues and friends. The only thing waiting for him is endless interrogation day and night. The bloodstain on his face has scabbed, and his clothes are filthy. A stink comes out, and he is in a state of extreme embarrassment.
When the iron door opened with a bang, Li Zhiteng reached out to cover the glare of the sun and said weakly, "didn't I recruit all of them? How can I still judge them?"
When they came over, they put him up and pushed him to the door. The colleagues in the corridor had already arrived, and their faces were all in fear. Their eyes were twinkling and dirty. The soldiers gave them towels and soap and arranged to take a bath in the big bathroom.
After taking a bath, everyone gave him a suit of clothes, which was a winter training suit without a military rank. Yang Feng, Li Zhiteng and others looked at each other. They felt the pain in their hearts. They even gave up their clothes. They wanted to live forever.
An officer came in and said, "be quick, change your clothes and go."
They didn't dare to ask where they were going. They had to change their clothes obediently. They followed the officers to the gate of the big iron gate. Outside the gate of the small iron gate, a police coated Iveco had quietly stopped there.
Several people who had been detained for several days looked at each other and laughed, almost shed tears, and finally got to the end. When the military personnel and their leaders finished the handover work, they rushed out of the gate and rushed into Iveco.
Iveco went straight to their company, and the leaders talked to them one by one, but in fact, it was just a passing act. The local armed forces had a conflict with the officers of the general staff, and they also beat people. In this case, they had to find someone who was the most suitable person. Li Zhiteng was the most suitable person, and others were suspended for a while.
After going through the formalities, Li Zhiteng finally walked out of the gate. Just now, he had a look in the infirmary. There was no obvious injury, but there was no guarantee that there was any internal injury. He had to go back to the hospital to have a comprehensive look. These soldiers were really TM black, and his Land Rover Rover Rover also didn't come back. He said that he had dragged it to investigate.
Li Zhiteng spat with blood. It's a black car that he bought from the south for 400000 yuan. It's so black. Can he be convinced.
However, Ma Hailu did not dare to provoke any more. He joked that the bitch had such a cruel teacher. Who would dare to provoke? Moreover, who would have thought that an officer of the general staff would go to a medical college to be a laoshizi teacher? This is just a fable.
Li Zhiteng grinned and knew that they didn't dare to mess around. But when he was pushed out of the corridor, the atmosphere was a little strange. His friends were pulled out one after another. They walked out of the unfinished building one by one. There was a big dirt pit outside. Beside the pit stood a row of soldiers with automatic rifles.
They were escorted by soldiers with big arms and round waists. Li Zhiteng's face was grim without saying a word. Looking at the others, his head drooped, his face was full of fear, and his legs trembled.
"Spare your life, don't shoot me, my family is old and young." Someone took the lead in shouting, with obvious cry in his voice. No wonder he was nervous. The formation was a bit like a execution ground.
The soldiers ignored their cries and pushed them to another building. They opened the door and drove them in. They turned on the lights and suddenly it was an indoor gymnasium.
When they opened their eyes, Li Zhiteng found that they were faced with more than ten strong soldiers with flat shaved heads and fists the size of bowls. They looked at them with a sneer.
There is an officer like guy, sneering at them, said: "win them, let you out."
"I protest!" Li Zhiteng called out, but no one paid any attention to him. The soldiers came over with a grim smile.
There's no way. Fight. The guys in the riot brigade are not vegetarians. Li Zhiteng is 1.9 meters tall and is not inferior to each other in terms of size. As for the others, they are used to fighting group fights.
But when they fight, they know the difference. What do the soldiers do? They exercise when they have nothing to do. The purpose of their life is to become a killing machine.
What's more, these soldiers are guys who have been to the battlefield seriously. And Yuan Lang told them before that if you win, you should. If you don't win, wait for a month to clean the toilet.
A big war, to be exact, was a one-sided beating. The soldiers of the military and sports brigade let go of their hands and practiced heartily. The sound of beating sandbags was heard all over the room. It was not hammering on real sandbags, but on people's stomachs.
Li Zhiteng was the one who was beaten the most. Yuan Lang specially explained that this boy who didn't know how to die offended Chu Lingfeng. In order to help manager Chu vent his anger, you have to greet him.
Although Chu Lingfeng didn't communicate with these soldiers several times, they all know Chu Lingfeng's strength. Even yuan Lang thinks that he is inferior. Can he be weak?
What's more, on the first day they came, Chu Lingfeng taught them a vivid lesson with his own strength. They still remember that Chu Lingfeng, seemingly quiet, had such explosive power in his body.
After the violent beating, all these people lay on the ground and couldn't get up. They were black and blue and looked like pigs. Even if their leaders came to lead them, they might not be able to tell who was who.
Li Zhiteng bent down on the ground, his mouth sprayed with blood foam and broken teeth. He was panting and his chest hurt badly. Maybe his ribs were broken by hammering. And the whole face is crooked, two eyes are like pandas, spitting blood.
As for the others, it's OK. They are idle people who are at the bottom of the society. They are the most sensitive when they encounter this kind of thing.
They can see at a glance that they don't want to compete with you in Kung Fu. They just want to find fault and beat others. It's not wise to fill a big clove of garlic at this time. The best way is to protect your head and key points, lie down on the ground and let others beat you. When they beat you up, you may hurt less.
Yuan Lang looked at the wounded on the ground, laughed at them and said, "you didn't win. I'm sorry. Let's stay a few more days." With a wave of his hand, the soldiers rushed up and sent them back to the temporary cell one by one.
It has been several days since he was arrested. The specific day of Li Zhiteng is not clear. The day and night are completely reversed, and he can't see his colleagues and friends. The only thing waiting for him is endless interrogation day and night. The bloodstain on his face has scabbed, and his clothes are filthy. A stink comes out, and he is in a state of extreme embarrassment.
When the iron door opened with a bang, Li Zhiteng reached out to cover the glare of the sun and said weakly, "didn't I recruit all of them? How can I still judge them?"
When they came over, they put him up and pushed him to the door. The colleagues in the corridor had already arrived, and their faces were all in fear. Their eyes were twinkling and dirty. The soldiers gave them towels and soap and arranged to take a bath in the big bathroom.
After taking a bath, everyone gave him a suit of clothes, which was a winter training suit without a military rank. Yang Feng, Li Zhiteng and others looked at each other. They felt the pain in their hearts. They even gave up their clothes. They wanted to live forever.
An officer came in and said, "be quick, change your clothes and go."
They didn't dare to ask where they were going. They had to change their clothes obediently. They followed the officers to the gate of the big iron gate. Outside the gate of the small iron gate, a police coated Iveco had quietly stopped there.
Several people who had been detained for several days looked at each other and laughed, almost shed tears, and finally got to the end. When the military personnel and their leaders finished the handover work, they rushed out of the gate and rushed into Iveco.
Iveco went straight to their company, and the leaders talked to them one by one, but in fact, it was just a passing act. The local armed forces had a conflict with the officers of the general staff, and they also beat people. In this case, they had to find someone who was the most suitable person. Li Zhiteng was the most suitable person, and others were suspended for a while.
After going through the formalities, Li Zhiteng finally walked out of the gate. Just now, he had a look in the infirmary. There was no obvious injury, but there was no guarantee that there was any internal injury. He had to go back to the hospital to have a comprehensive look. These soldiers were really TM black, and his Land Rover Rover Rover also didn't come back. He said that he had dragged it to investigate.
Li Zhiteng spat with blood. It's a black car that he bought from the south for 400000 yuan. It's so black. Can he be convinced.
However, Ma Hailu did not dare to provoke any more. He joked that the bitch had such a cruel teacher. Who would dare to provoke? Moreover, who would have thought that an officer of the general staff would go to a medical college to be a laoshizi teacher? This is just a fable.
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