Siheyuan: First-class Merit at the Start

However, before Jia Zhang could feel proud for long, Zhao Xina came back.

Looking at Jia Zhang lying on her bed and snoring.

It's a slap in the face.

"How dare you sleep here? Who told you to sleep here?"

Jia Zhang felt pain and woke up from her sleep.

Just as he was about to shout loudly, he used the same trick again.

But this time, before she could scream, the person next to her covered her mouth.

Soon, the only sound in the cell was Jia Zhang's whimpering.

"Zhang Xiaohua, let me ask you, how did you get the wound on your face?" Inside the cell, the prison guard looked at Jia Zhang, whose face was bruised and swollen, and asked with a frown.

Jia Zhang recalled what Zhao Xina had just said and shuddered. She shrank her neck and said, "No, nothing. I fell down by myself."

"You fell down by yourself? You're telling me you fell down? Zhang Xiaohua, do you take me for a fool?"

"Master, please don't ask me. I just fell down by myself."

The supervisor glanced at Zhao Xina, then retracted his gaze and said calmly, "Okay, be more careful next time."

After saying this, the supervisor turned and left.

"You've got your act together this time. You know what to do next time, right? Otherwise, I'll break your legs when I get out. No. 95, Nanluoguxiang, right?"

After the supervisor left, Zhao Xina walked up to Jia Zhang and said coldly, "Go squat by the toilet tonight. Today's incident of you fooling me is over. Behave well in the future."

After this incident, Jia Zhangshi finally calmed down. There was nothing she could do, because she exposed her true colors right at the beginning.

On the other hand, compared to the tragic experience of his grandmother, the life of the only son of the Jia family was obviously much more decadent.

Inside the correctional facility.

A boy about ten years old was massaging the legs of Banggeng and another boy who was about fifteen or sixteen years old.

"Bang Geng, you're going out tomorrow, right?"

"That's right, brother."

"You won't forget what you promised me when you go out, right?"

"How could that be? Big brother, wait for me, I will go and help you as soon as I get out tomorrow."

"That's good." The fifteen or sixteen-year-old child nodded with satisfaction.

However, Banggeng sneered in his heart: When I get out, who the hell will know you? Besides, the things have to be mine.

As for Sha Zhu and Liu Haizhong who were also in the case, they were also beaten up for their foul mouths, but the God of War is still worthy of being the God of War.

Wherever he goes, he is the brightest star in the crowd. In the end, Shazhu was awarded a 7-day trip to the small dark room and doubled detention time because of his powerful fighting ability.

In comparison, Xu Damao was doing quite well in there. With his perfect flattery skills, he was able to thrive in there.

Today is Li Polu's first day back to work at the steel mill, and also the last day of the bald training method.

These days, Chen Xi followed Comrade Zhang Xiao to do internship in the hospital every day, so he did not live in the courtyard.

Li Polu got up early as usual.

As usual, I did 100 push-ups first, and then did 100 squats and 100 sit-ups in one go.

After a two-minute rest, I ran another 10 kilometers.

Next, it's time to witness the miracle.

Li Polu stood there, adjusting his breathing, feeling the changes in his body and the loss of his hair.

However, he stood there waiting for a long time and did not feel any hair falling out.

As for the body, there was no feeling either.

This made Li Polu very puzzled: Was I deceived by the system? It gave me a fake BUFF.

Li Polu thought about it and turned to walk into the house. He was going to take a shower and then go to work.

However, after taking just two steps, I felt something was wrong.

Something a little prickly.

When he returned to the house and took a shower, Li Polu was shocked.

Wow, I'm really going bald.

But I don’t feel like I’ve gotten stronger.

Thinking of this, Li Polu waved his hand casually. A big hole suddenly appeared in the safe house made of memory metal. Then the memory metal on both sides began to slowly repair itself.

Li Bolu stared at the big hole in the wall in front of him and stood there in a daze.

Is it already so outrageous?

Soon, Li Polu, with his hair still wet, sat on a chair in the yard.

He looked at the 'truth' in front of him with a frown on his face, looking troubled.

If he tried, he was afraid he would die. If he didn't try, he would be unwilling to give it up.

After all, which boy can resist the famous scene in "Kung Fu" where the Fire Cloud Evil God catches bullets with his bare hands?

'boom. ’

There was a loud noise in the space of Shanhe Shejitu.

The two male rabbits on the grass were so frightened that they quickly went into the cave.

In the yard, Li Polu held the "Truth" in his left hand and pointed it at a position less than 10 centimeters away from his temple.

'Truth' is emitting a faint smoke.

The protagonist dies and the play ends.

..........................

Li Polu held a bullet between two fingers of his right hand, less than two centimeters away from his left temple.

The bullet held between the index and middle fingers has been completely deformed.

Li Polu felt his ears buzzing. Looking at the bullet in his hand, he fell into deep thought again.

Then, unwilling to give up, he fired several shots at his non-vital parts.

Looking at the bullets scattered on the ground and squeezed into coins, Li Polu slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

That day, he shot himself several times.

He looked at himself and found no injuries.

Then I smiled politely and said sorry that my clothes were torn (liao)

One more shot.

Until his clothes were completely torn.

Until the wounds on his body were no longer visible.

Then change your clothes slowly, gently and gracefully.

When Li Polu rode out on his bicycle, there was no one left in the yard going to work.

In other words, there are very few people working in this hospital now.

Yi Zhonghai went to Daxing Northwest.

The Liu Haizhong family and the Yan Bugui family only have one daughter-in-law, Yu Li, who takes care of the young siblings Jie Kuang and Jie Di.

Xu Damao and Sha Zhu are staging a prison drama.

After some experiments, Li Polu was in a good mood. Now he didn't have to worry about running away at any time every day.

Along the way, he rode on the Phoenix and sang. When he arrived at the factory gate, he was stopped by Qi Delong.

"Hey, brother, are you willing to come back to work?"

"Well, my secondment period at the Ministry of Industry has ended. Naturally, I will return to our factory to continue making contributions."

Li Polu said shamelessly.

If Qi Delong hadn't known that he had been staying at home for several days, he would have definitely believed Li Polu's lies.

After chatting for a while, Li Bolu came to Director Yang's office.

"Enter."

Hearing this, Li Bolu pushed the door and walked into the house.

Director Yang looked up.

Well, the living dad is back again.