A day in Paradise Lost Beast Road begins with the early morning broadcast of the entrance to the sports meeting. There is no day or night here, and the searchlights are running 24 hours a day. The only thing that distinguishes the time is the sound of the broadcast.
Shen Ming got up 5 minutes earlier than the broadcast. At 6:55 in the morning, he started his body recovery plan, starting from the simplest squats and step squats to warm up, to one-arm push-ups, pull-ups, and the sand in the animal road. It was a rare commodity, but there were enough pieces of scrap iron. Shen Ming got a pile of pure iron and tied it to his body, just like Iron Man making armor.
He got another rope and hung it on the beam to serve as a TRX training belt (indoor sports equipment invented by the US Navy SEALs). He pulled himself up with one arm and added a weight of 200 kilograms. The steel beam was covered by him. There was a rattling sound, and iron filings fell from the rusty roof, and Cang Lan was too disturbed to sleep, for fear that the roof would collapse and kill him.
Shen Ming's upper body is naked, and the one-arm training feels unprecedentedly difficult. In the past, he mainly trained the right arm, because according to the habit, the shooting feeling of the right hand is better than that of the left hand. Although the difference is only 0.1 seconds, but for high-end For a sniper, it is the distance between life and death.
The peacock is too strong, and the perverted black unicorn is simply an anti-human weapon. It is estimated that the last punch can pierce the steel plate of the armored vehicle. Shen Ming has been in nirvana for ten years, and he has never seen such a technological product. In short, the world is too big, whether it is Paradise Lost or the mechanical prosthetic body of the times, Shen Ming still has too many things to surpass. Many limits need to be broken through.
In the past, too many sniper specializations were ordered, which made Shen Ming more inclined to win a thousand meters away. Looking at the present, it is still too naive to put all the heavy responsibility on small bullets.
Shen Ming's training was well-known to the beast Taoist with no more than 500 people. It was not that he was too high-profile and liked to show off, but that when Shen Ming ran past with his legs wrapped in iron blocks, the rumbling footsteps were like armored vehicles.
This kid is crazy, everyone thinks so, although there are not a few people who train their own physical fitness in the animal way, but like him, he wants to exercise his body to the point of being almost useless.
There are only two kinds of people who dare to practice like this, either they are crazy, or they are rich and powerful and can afford high-protein food. And Shen Ming is a combination of the two, not only training crazy, but also eating crazy!
When it was lunch time, Shen Ming was sitting in the corner with a 20-kilo steak set meal. He didn't even bother to use the knife and fork, so he grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth. In order to ensure the maximum nutritional content, the cooking should not be overcooked. The 5-layer cooked steak is still dripping with blood, but he is biting like a wild beast.
Poor Cang Lan who was sitting next to him was holding mashed potatoes in his hand, looking at Shen Ming's eating face, drooling, and the chrysanthemum tightened. You must know that they are all bought with their own money, and they will be tossed 12 times for a meal!
This guy ate so cleanly that he even licked the iron plate, and immediately started strength training such as planks.
"The new guy has steak!"
"The new guy is fucking himself like hell!"
"What does he want to do, become Superman and fly out?"
The little beast Daoquan discussed Shen Ming, and everyone called him "three-legged mad dog". Some were shocked, some were sarcasm, and some were silent. Everyone seems to have been as passionate as him, with the dream of going out, and through the years and prison escapes, they have gradually become animals who just want to live a better life.
Shen Ming ignored others' pointing and pointing at all, and his physical recovery training was always carried out according to his own steps.
More than a week has passed, and his training intensity has continued unabated. Except when sleeping, he has never put on the coarse linen clothes and always wears "heavy armor" for training.
On this day, on the only second-floor building in Animal Road, the black panther stood in front of the painted iron railings, watched the three-legged mad dog Shen Ming run past him, and couldn't help sighing, "He's faster than yesterday , the same distance, but 30 seconds faster than yesterday. Chopper, can you beat him?"
When the black panther chuckled and spoke, a man behind him was two meters tall, his whole body was so muscular that it was about to explode. The man in the iron mask stepped forward, "Looking at the scars all over his body, he knew that he was absolutely extraordinary before he came in. If his hands and feet A healthy person may still be able to fight me, but with one arm, there is only one dead end."
Chopper's evaluation is definitely the most authoritative in the beast way, after all, he is the 3-time boxing champion in the beast way boxing arena, and the number one fighter in the Black Panther gang.
"You really don't know how to be humble at all." Black Panther said hehe, "If you have the opportunity, you should invite him to the boxing ring to play, no matter what you say, he is a good seed, especially the thing called 'hope' in the eyes, in this In the restricted area forgotten by the gods, it is a rare commodity."
On the 15th day, Shen Ming had already eaten as much as 400 kl of food, counting his own 150 kl, a full 250 kl of Canglan was consumed, which was his savings for half a year, sold little by little.
The days of losing money like this are very frustrating. As a last resort, Cang Lan has no choice but to expand his business. In the past, he always waited for customers to come to his door. Now he has started to sell, and buy 5 get 2 free. It is almost as hard as Shen Ming. When both of them were lying on the bed tired, Shen Ming asked softly, "Cang Lan, if you could go out, where would you like to go?"
"Go back to Detroit and find my first love girlfriend, don't look at me like this, in fact, I used to be a killer too." Cang Lan received too many guests, her face turned pale.
Cang Lan has never told anyone about his past story. He was a small chef in the Chinese neighborhood, and his first love was a waiter in a fast food restaurant.
But this first love girl is always on the go, and she puts a cuckold on him countless times outside, and he is teased by the employees in the store as a cuckold. Even so, he still loved her deeply, until one day, his girlfriend cried and said to him, "You are the best for me. I want to live with you, but he always pesters me."
Cang Lan is also crazy about love, holding the back kitchen's bone chopping knife, ambushing in the back alley and hacking his love rival into pieces. But who knows, that kid is the only son of the biggest gang boss in the area. The boss is already 70 years old, and he can't give birth if he wants to. The gang boss who was so angry that he almost had a cerebral hemorrhage spent a lot of money to arrest Cang Lan and sent him to Lost Paradise to experience the hell on earth.
Shen Ming is embarrassed to tell Detroit that it is bankrupt and no longer exists, and his girlfriend is probably married too? Because of mentioning that girl, Cang Lan's eyes flashed a long-lost thing called hope.
"Cang Lan, I promise you that within three months, I will take you out of here and put you on the plane to Detroit." Shen Ming promised.
"Mr. Shen Ming is really gentle, and that kindness is not found in the people here. I don't expect to be able to leave here, as long as he can take me to the 'world'." Cang Lan stood up while supporting her body , "It's time to eat, I'll go get you a takeaway, is it still a medium-ripe steak?"
"Well, thank you." Shen Ming thanked him sincerely.
"Don't be polite to me, you have to pay back the money!" Cang Lan roared with a smile, and went out to the restaurant.
Shen Ming feels that he is lucky, in this desperate situation, he can still meet friends who are willing to help him. It can be said that the relationship is stronger than stabbing a knife. Shen Ming has seriously promised to take Cang Lan out of here.
Shen Ming rested for about 20 minutes. His body had already recovered from the 500 weight-bearing push-ups, but Cang Lan hadn't come back yet. Today was too slow.
Suddenly, brother Niu, a regular customer who is five big and three rough, came in with a flustered expression.
"Are you looking for Cang Lan? He went out to buy food." Shen Ming said instinctively.
"No, I'm looking for you!"
"Be careful what you say, or you will be beaten to death." Shen Ming's veins were exposed.
"Where do you want to go! Xiao Cang has been robbed! It's in the back alley of B3! Hurry up!" Brother Niu tipped off.
Shen Ming lifted the curtain, stepped on the steel plate and rushed towards the B3 area. After taking off his "heavy armor", he was faster than a cheetah, and he rushed to the back alley of B3 in just 2 minutes.
This back alley between bars and restaurants is only big enough for four people to walk side by side, away from all surveillance cameras. It is a well-known crime corner in Animal Road. More than 80% of the robberies took place in this alley.
At this moment, the roofs on both sides of the back alley were full of onlookers, and the entrance and end of the alley were also full of people. Shen Ming struggled through the crowd, and saw Cang Lan being surrounded by four muscular men holding iron bars. On the ground, a buck-toothed ruffian was sitting and eating a packed steak.
"Damn it, the bloody steak, it bleeds as soon as you bite into it, it's like an aunt's towel, can it be eaten?" The buck-toothed ruffian was still chewing the beef and swallowing it when he despised it. After all, this is a high-end meal worth 20 kela, and you will be punished by God if you waste food in Paradise Lost.
"Please... don't...don't eat Shen Ming's steak, that's... food for him to restore his energy, please..." Everyone thought that the dying Cang Lan would beg them not to fight, but who knew that he only spoke for the sake of The roommate begged for a ration.
Everyone felt that he had been beaten stupidly, but only Shen Ming who clenched his left fist showed a ferocious face.
"Stop!" Shen Ming roared, and the four muscular men were also tired, so they stopped and looked over.
"Hey, flower seller, your good friend is here, a three-legged mad dog, it's a little scary to look at it like this!" The buck-toothed ruffian smiled contemptuously, but continued to eat something that belonged to Shen Ming. steak.
"The world is going down, and human life is like a dog. I understand relying on the strong to bully the weak. This is the law of survival, but if you can't tell the difference between the strong and the weak, you should die." Shen Ming gritted his teeth, as if only when he saw his sister's heart of steel Just so angry.
"Shen Ming... run..." Cang Lan on the ground cried out weakly.
"This kid is pretty badass, it's time to teach him the rules of this beast." Four thugs walked over carrying blood-stained iron bars.
"Don't beat him to death, it's hard to explain, just use his other hand." The buck-toothed ruffian grinned grinningly.