Bloody Counterattack To Be King/C15 The Trapped Beast Is Still Fighting
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C15 The Trapped Beast Is Still Fighting

Wang Tiange was looking forward to his math class every day.

Being able to see Mrs Hee every day was Wang Tiange's happiest time of the day. Not only was Mrs Hee very beautiful and charming, but her voice was also very sweet. Her voice, like a cup of fragrant coffee, flowed into Wang Tiange's internal organs and was very enjoyable. Wang Tiange still didn't have any communication with the people in the same cell.

Both sides are in a kind of cold war. None of them dared to provoke anyone. The eleven of them chatted among themselves, and Wang Tiange could only sit by the side and listen quietly. Wang Tiange wanted to get on good terms with them, but they didn't have such thoughts.

Thinking about that man's Promise of Ten Days, Wang Tiange suddenly realized what he should do. These two days, Wang Tiange's body had basically recovered. He was going to have a big fight with that man in a few days. Although Wang Tiange had already decided to admit his defeat, this fight was inevitable. He couldn't possibly be beaten to death, right? In any case, the preparations had to be made.

In addition to studying, eating, and cooking the matchbox, Wang Tiange began to do simple muscle strengthening exercises in the cell.

Pull yourself up and squat down. It was a simple punch and a kick. Wang Tiange trained very hard, day and night.

Wang Tiange felt that he wasn't preparing for this duel, but to be in the same cell as them, so that they wouldn't cause trouble for him. Therefore, Wang Tiange's training was simply like a show. Wang Tiange played it very exaggeratedly. While he was doing push-ups, his hands were pressed against the ground, but his feet were on the wall, and he was using all his strength to press his hands down, increasing the difficulty and strength of his arms. While training the abs, Wang Tiange hooked his feet on the iron door of the cell and hung himself upside down. Then he stretched his abs and lifted his head all the way up to his knees.

There was nothing heavy in the cell. Wang Tiange could only lift up the side of the steel bed that he slept on and put it on his shoulders.

The steel bed in the cell was used to steal materials and was not made of steel at all. It could just be some aluminum frame, so light that it wouldn't be difficult to prop it up. The steel bed was in the high and low class. Wang Tiange slept in the lower class and there was also a prisoner in the upper class. Wang Tiange liked it when Wang Tiange slept on the bed, so he could do some squatting and training.

The prisoner in charge of Wang Tiange was extremely troubled by Wang Tiange. He had worked hard all day and finally decided to take a rest. However, the entire bed was pushed down by Wang Tiange and he couldn't rest at all. But he didn't dare to make a sound. Even their Boss He was beaten up by Wang Tiange in this cell, let alone himself.

Wang Tiange was about to duel with the strongest prisoner in the whole juvenile detention center. At this critical moment, no one else dared to interfere. During a fight, just relying on these basics was far from enough. One had to have a certain level of attack. There was no target to attack in the cell, no sandbags. Wang Tiange could only punch the wall of the cell.

Wang Tiange only wanted to put on an act at the beginning, who would be so stupid as to hit their own fist on the incomparably hard brick?

However, after a few punches, Wang Tiange suddenly found that the plaster on the wall was very soft.

My God, everything in this place is cheap, substandard. Must be to reduce costs. Reducing expenses and reporting the budget to the government was in fact filling up the gap. The huge profit margin naturally went into the pocket of a government official.

This was a dark society. If one had the right, they could get rich. The more Wang Tiange thought about it, the angrier he got. The fists that struck the wall were heavier than the previous ones.

"Ping, ping." The dust on the wall kept falling down.

This powder was like Wang Tiange's heart's kindness, tolerance, and conscience, flowing out bit by bit.

The world was not fair. A good person's end was to be bullied and killed by others. Good people are a product that should absolutely be eliminated. There was no need for him to live in this world. It was destined to be extinct.

Wang Tiange repeated these few things every day: study, paste firewood boxes, and practice his muscles.

Wang Tiange suddenly found that life was more fulfilling than before. In this mechanical and boring physical exercise, people's thoughts were liberated, unlike before, when they were only limited to the knowledge and thoughts in the textbooks. Wang Tiange began to rethink people's view of life, values, and the meaning of life.

That night, Wang Tiange was eating dinner in the cafeteria with his mind full of wild thoughts.

"I'll see you in the auditorium at half past seven." Suddenly, a young prisoner ran over and said to Wang Tiange.

A date? Wang Tiange suddenly came to his senses. It was already the 10th day, the one duel with that man. It was today that Wang Tiange had almost forgotten about it. In the eyes of others, this might be a big matter, but to Wang Tiange, this was nothing. At worst, he would just get beaten up by him, and it wouldn't be a big deal.

At 7: 30, Wang Tiange arrived at the auditorium at a leisurely pace. In the morning, he would go to class here, and in the evening, he would study by himself here. Hundreds of prisoners gathered in the auditorium. Everyone seemed very excited. Maybe it was too boring here and they needed some entertainment. The chairs were moved away, leaving an empty space in the middle of the auditorium.

Everyone formed a large circle, shouting as if their lives depended on it. Something like a boxing match. That man was already waiting for Wang Tiange's arrival. His shirt had been taken off, revealing his well-developed muscles, which did not match his age of seventeen or eighteen.

Wang Tiange found it very strange that the prison guards did not obstruct such activities and did not pay any attention to it. They only watched from afar. As long as the murder didn't happen, he didn't care about anything else.

"Are you ready?" The man said to Wang Tiange.

"OK." Wang Tiange replied.

Wang Tiange followed his example and took off his own clothes as well. The clothes worn by these criminals were too loose, making it inconvenient for him to take action.

Wang Tiange also showed his muscles. Actually, Wang Tiange's muscular strength wasn't any worse than his. It was just that his fighting experience wasn't as abundant as his. The two of them walked to the center of the stage. The battle was about to begin.

Wang Tiange's state of mind was very relaxed. To Wang Tiange, winning or losing in this fight had no meaning at all.

But that man seemed a little nervous. He seemed to feel that the man in front of him was not easy to deal with.

"Ah!" The man shouted loudly and sent a heavy punch towards Wang Tiange's head.

Wang Tiange didn't think that his punch would be so fast. He didn't dodge in time and got hit by it. The man's fist was very hard, it landed on Wang Tiange's left cheek, causing his brain to shake. Wang Tiange's vision suddenly turned black and he fell down on one side. Wang Tiange didn't even have any combat experience. In a panic attack, he was knocked to the ground with a heavy punch. The two of them weren't even on the same level.

The surrounding people roared in laughter. So it turned out that this so-called super rookie was only at this level. Even the man himself was very surprised. This kind of fighting didn't feel that exciting at all.

Wang Tiange was too weak, so weak that he couldn't even withstand a single blow.

If he were to win against such a person, his prestige and strength would not increase at all. The man no longer wanted to fight. One punch, in three seconds, he had settled this so-called super strong rookie. He had already created a new legend about this youth detention center.

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, the man raised his hands high in the air. Victory.

"Wait." Suddenly, a voice was heard.

Although the voice was not very loud, everyone around could hear it.

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