Chapter 85

How to gain the maximum benefit in a fight against five enemies?

Even someone who has never fought before could answer this: ambush.

Completing a fatal strike from an unexpected angle in an unknown place is the way to fight with the least physical exertion and the greatest damage.

And for the battle that Qingchen was about to face, he had to choose the method of ambush to reduce the number of criminals as much as possible.

However, Ye Wan clearly understood this but had not taught Qingchen the relevant skills for a long time.

Qingchen had doubts in his heart, but he did not ask.

The battle with Lin Xiaoxiao proved Qingchen's insight. After that, Uncle Li Shitong no longer cared about it, as the other party was engrossed in the newly obtained sheet music every moment.

Training for six hours, resting for one hour, Qingchen used breathing techniques to assist, training himself in a completely inhuman state.

After this almost will-destroying intensity of training, the result was faster and more precise movements.

More than three thousand prisoners were still locked in their cells, but this time everyone was silent.

On the second midnight after Qingchen crossed over, the prisoners lay on their beds, listlessly enduring the familiar operation once again.

This time, Ye Wan saved the trouble of controlling the prisoners. He directly commanded in the darkness: "Lie on the bed."

The prisoners obediently turned over and lay down.

Then Ye Wan said to Qingchen: "Yesterday, I showed you the front, today I will show you the back. Actually, finding the spleen from behind is more difficult, and to ensure a quick stab, you might need to hold the knife with your left hand."

The prisoners, lying on their beds, shed tears of humiliation.

They did not know if the next midnight, the other party would come to show them how to find the spleen from the side.

Countdown to return: 15:00:00, 9:00 AM.

The prison's alloy gate suddenly opened.

Two mechanical prison guards suddenly walked into the square and said to Qingchen through the speakers in their skulls: "Prisoner No. 010101, you have a family visit."

Ye Wan laughed: "They actually sent two mechanical prison guards."

Qingchen turned his head: "What's the difference?"

"Oh," Ye Wan explained, "Yi judges the danger level of the prisoner and dispatches the corresponding number of mechanical prison guards. Previously, only one was needed to take you away, now it's two."

Lin Xiaoxiao said: "It seems they also think you are more 'dangerous.'"

Yi?

Qingchen was puzzled. Could it be that the entire prison was managed by that artificial intelligence?

That's why he had never seen any human prison guards in the prison.

At this moment, Li Shitong lifted his gaze from the classical music score and seriously examined Qingchen: "It should be the young lady from the Shendai family. Your sweat has soaked through your prison uniform; it would be better to change before seeing her."

Qingchen shook his head: "It's not necessary."

Li Shitong was taken aback: "Don't you care about your appearance? After all, she is your fiancée. And I have also investigated her; she is a clean slate, unlike some hypocrites in the Shendai family."

Qingchen explained: "All the prisoners in the prison are locked up now, just to hide my identity. Although they haven't left their cells, they can guess that Ye Wan is teaching me killing techniques, but they don't know who I am. If I go to see her now, and someone checks the time later, everyone will know that Ye Wan was teaching me."

Qingchen looked at Li Shitong: "So, teacher, I can't go to see her. Let's continue training."

"Uh," Li Shitong looked at Qingchen's serious expression, and a look of surprise gradually appeared on his face: "You make a lot of sense!"

Countdown to return: 9:00:00.

Ye Wan walked barefoot on the ground, while Qingchen lay on his side on the floor, quietly watching, his eyes following the large feet back and forth.

It seemed that every change in the movement of the feet held a unique secret.

Ye Wan's feet were very large, unusually so.

However, Qingchen noticed that no matter whether he was walking or running, he made no sound at all.

This ability was too bizarre. Each muscle fiber seemed to exert force in sequence, from the sole of the foot, to the ankle, to the calf, and then to the thigh, as if every movement had been calculated.

But Ye Wan did not have such terrifying computational ability; this was the "experience" and "memory" accumulated from years of training.

Qingchen recorded all of this in his mind, knowing that this final lesson was the most important.

Unconsciously, Qingchen closed his eyes.

It seemed like he was sleeping, or perhaps thinking.

Lin Xiaoxiao looked at Li Shitong and whispered: "Boss, he is training too hard. We don't necessarily have to rush. Why don't I get him some weapons to take back? I can't bring other things, but a grenade or a miniature pistol should be possible."

Li Shitong shook his head: "The first time you kill someone, you must use all your strength. Even if you have to grit your teeth, you must clearly remember what it feels like to kill someone with your own hands. When the dagger pierces the enemy's body, the blood flows down the handle to your hand, still warm from the other person's body. This unique sensory experience will help him remember what death is."

Countdown to return: 2:00:00.

The last two hours before the return.

Mysterious hydraulic sounds echoed in the darkness, extremely orderly.

In the long and dim corridor, 21 solitary confinement cells opened one by one. Jiansheng had already been transferred to another prison by Li Shitong, leaving only Liu Dezhu living here.

Liu Dezhu looked out nervously. Through the open door, he saw the dark world outside: "Is anyone there?"

No one responded.

He raised his voice: "Is anyone there? Why is the door open?"

Still no response.

After a long time, he finally mustered the courage to step outside.

The corridor was empty, and the door leading to the prison square was already open for him. Liu Dezhu trembled as he moved forward.

At this moment, he suddenly felt something was wrong and turned around abruptly.

But there was nothing in the dark corridor behind him, only the faint light from the solitary confinement cells casting shadows.

At this moment, Liu Dezhu felt as if he were playing a game called Silent Hill. The world had changed in an instant, terrifying and silent.

The entire world was left with only him and the eerie corridor, where deadly danger could appear at any time.

He began to run in fear, looking back as he ran, as if something was chasing him.

But Liu Dezhu heard no footsteps, saw no one.

He vaguely heard breathing, fine and long, with a strange frequency.

Sometimes he could also hear footsteps other than his own, but each time he turned around, he saw nothing, which only increased his fear.

He panted as he ran to the back of the bookshelf in the reading area, then cautiously looked back, but still saw nothing.

The next moment, he turned around in panic and saw a cat-faced mask right in front of him.

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