Unrestricted fighting enters the female-oriented genre

He Chengfeng was released the next morning.

As for how he managed to take care of his personal hygiene during that entire night in the dark room, I advise you not to ask.

Life is tough, don't expose it.

If anyone is really curious, they can look up what "solitary confinement" means.

Don't believe the nonsense online. You'd better find a soldier to talk to you...

That was a painful experience that no one wants to recall.

Absolute darkness, devoid of any objects, just an empty room of a few square meters, where eating, drinking, and relieving oneself all took place.

I'm asking you if you can handle it.

The first day might be bearable.

But the next day, you must share a room with the excrement you produced...

You can imagine the terrifying smell...

Hiccup—

Midway through the journey, when it's mealtime, someone will open a small hole under the iron gate and slip in a plastic box of food and a small bag of water.

You don't dare to eat or drink at all, you know that?

Because you're afraid that after you finish eating and drinking, you'll create even more "sanitary waste".

He Chengfeng's situation was relatively good; he was only detained for less than 20 hours. After the prison guards reviewed the surveillance footage and confirmed that he had not attacked Ye Liangchen, they released him ahead of schedule.

Ye Liangchen is different; he attacked others, which is a serious offense, so he must be detained for three days before he can be released.

Poor "Sword Comes", I wonder if he'll develop psychological trauma from being locked up for these three days.

In addition to Ye Liangchen, Zhao Dayong was also given additional punishment, having to be confined for two days, because he had provoked Ye Liangchen and was the root cause of the whole incident.

When He Chengfeng returned to his cell, Liu Jianmin and the others hurriedly got up from their beds and fussed over him.

He Chengfeng smelled terrible and paid no attention to them. He quickly grabbed a basin, went to the bathroom to take a shower, and changed into a clean prison uniform.

As for the clothes he took off, he didn't even have to lift a finger; Chen Xiaojun came over and washed them for him.

After taking a shower, it was time for my morning exercise.

With Zhao Dayong locked up in solitary confinement, the task of initiating the provocation naturally fell to Liu Jianmin.

Liu Jianmin looked bitter and asked He Chengfeng if he could be lenient and let him off the hook—he didn't want to be locked up in solitary confinement too.

He Chengfeng gave him a sharp look, letting him figure it out for himself.

Liu Jianmin smacked his lips, nodded helplessly, then took a deep breath and walked straight toward Zhang Fangqiang, the toughest man in the Third Prison Area.

Zhang Fangqiang is in his thirties, not very tall, only a little over 1.7 meters, but he is strong and muscular. He has practiced Taekwondo and is said to have particularly powerful leg techniques.

He was detained because he kicked someone's eyeball during a fight, causing permanent blindness and resulting in serious consequences. He was temporarily detained pending trial and sentencing.

The prisoners were strolling around the yard for some fresh air. Zhang Fangqiang was chatting and laughing happily with Jin Sansheng and Li Jiangyue in the middle of the yard.

They were the three most notorious figures in the entire prison area, the toughest of the tough, and naturally acted in a rather arrogant and domineering manner.

When the three of them stood there, the other prisoners automatically moved aside and dared not approach.

Liu Jianmin walked over cautiously, pretending to stumble unintentionally, and bumped Zhang Fangqiang hard with his shoulder.

Zhang Fangqiang was in pain from the impact and flew into a rage. He reached out and shoved Liu Jianmin to the ground, yelling, "You son of a bitch, are you blind? How dare you run into me!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Liu Jianmin lay on the ground and apologized quickly.

"Get the hell away from me!"

Zhang Fangqiang, still furious, kicked Liu Jianmin.

His kick, though seemingly insignificant, successfully fulfilled He Chengfeng's condition for acting bravely and righteously.

Without hesitation, He Chengfeng rushed into the arena, shoved Zhang Fangqiang aside, and pointed at his nose, yelling, "How can you do this? How can you hit people like that?"

"You son of a bitch, what kind of bug did you spring out of out of nowhere? Daring to meddle in my business, are you looking for a beating?"

Zhang Fangqiang was so angry that his face turned blue. He raised his foot and kicked high, aiming straight for He Chengfeng's face.

He Chengfeng secretly thought to himself, "Good thing they came!"

Unrestricted combat mode activated!

He let out a low roar, his buff fully activated, and turned to dodge Zhang Fangqiang's kick. He then ducked and swept his leg, hitting Zhang Fangqiang's supporting leg. Zhang Fangqiang immediately fell to the ground with a thud.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, on successfully completing your first act of bravery mission...]

The system notification sounded, but He Chengfeng immediately hung up.

What's going on? There's a fight going on right here, who has time to check mission rewards?

"I curse your ancestors, you're fucking dead!"

After falling to the ground, Zhang Fangqiang cursed angrily. As he got up, he called out to Jin Sansheng and Li Jiangyue, "Old Jin, Old Li, come with me and beat this kid to death!"

Although Jin Sansheng and Li Jiangyue were both ruthless people, they didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing for no reason.

The two hesitated, instinctively taking a step back.

"Pah!"

Seeing the two men trying to retreat, He Chengfeng spat at them and yelled, "You two pieces of trash, dare to touch your Grandpa He? I'll kill you!"

These words were highly provocative, and Jin Sansheng and Li Jiangyue could not tolerate them at all. They immediately raised their eyebrows and rushed straight towards He Chengfeng.

"You brat, I'll see just how much you're worth, daring to be so arrogant with your grandpa!"

Both of them were street fighters; their moves weren't fancy, but they were incredibly lethal, ranging from gouging eyes to kicking groins—they were downright ruthless.

Fortunately, He Chengfeng had a buff that made him much faster than ordinary people, allowing him to successfully dodge their attacks.

After dodging the attack, it was his turn to counterattack.

Aside from the Mad Dog Fist, He Chengfeng hadn't systematically learned any boxing techniques or routines. At most, he'd watched some action movies and knew that speed was the ultimate weapon in martial arts...

So he didn't care about any moves anymore, he clenched his fists and started smashing them down.

With his right hand, he punched Jin Sansheng in the eye socket, followed by a heavy punch with his left hand that struck his chin. Jin Sansheng immediately rolled his eyes back and fell to the ground, completely frozen in place.

"You bastard, you're so ruthless! I think you're asking for death!"

Li Jiangyue followed closely behind, first throwing a straight punch to attract He Chengfeng's attention, then kicking him in the groin.

Well, I haven't even used that trick yet, and you've already done it.

Since that's the case, then don't blame me for being impolite!

He Chengfeng slightly twisted his body, causing Li Jiangyue's kick to only hit his thigh, and then struck out with lightning speed, a flurry of punches aimed at Li Jiangyue's face.

Taking advantage of this moment, He Chengfeng suddenly delivered a groin kick, aiming straight for Li Jiangyue's crotch.

Li Jiangyue was very vigilant. When she realized that her lower body was being attacked, she quickly imitated He Chengfeng by twisting her waist and thrusting her hips, trying to avoid her vital parts.

Unfortunately, he miscalculated, because He Chengfeng's kick was just a feint and he didn't put any force into it at all.

His goal was to lure him to turn sideways.

Then He Chengfeng pulled his right leg back and kicked out with his left leg, his toe accurately hitting Li Jiangyue's groin.

He Chengfeng didn't exert any force at all; he just wanted to teach the other party a lesson.

Even so, after being kicked, Li Jiangyue still let out a miserable scream, clutched her groin, and collapsed to the ground, convulsing uncontrollably.

Having dealt with Li Jiangyue, He Chengfeng hadn't even had time to turn around when he was suddenly struck hard in the lower back, sending him flying forward.

Taking advantage of his distraction, Zhang Fangqiang, that bastard, launched a sneak attack from behind, kicking him in the waist, intending to break his lumbar spine and cripple him completely.

That scoundrel is ruthless; he needs to be taught a lesson!

He Chengfeng fell face-first into the mud, looking quite disheveled. After getting up, he roared and charged at Zhang Fangqiang.

"Well done! I'll show you the power of Taekwondo!"

Facing He Chengfeng's attack, Zhang Fangqiang looked arrogant and kicked out with both legs in succession, forcefully interrupting He Chengfeng's offensive rhythm.

He Chengfeng had no choice but to stop and coldly looked at Zhang Fangqiang. He found that the other man's leg skills were indeed good, but unfortunately his lower body was quite unstable, a typical example of fancy but ineffective kicking.

He deliberately slid forward, luring Zhang Fangqiang to attack.

As expected, the opponent fell for it, and with a spinning flying kick, the toe of his foot grazed He Chengfeng's face.

At the same time, Zhang Fangqiang's body also pressed against He Chengfeng's.

He Chengfeng didn't exert much force; he simply stretched out his foot and hooked Zhang Fangqiang's hind leg, sending Zhang Fangqiang sprawling on the ground in a 180-degree split.

He tried to twist his waist and pull his leg back, but He Chengfeng stepped on his back leg and rained down punches, aiming straight for the back of his head.

At first, Zhang Fangqiang was able to barely dodge by swaying left and right while holding the back of his head, but after taking two heavy blows, his eyes rolled back and his body went limp as he fell to the ground.

He Chengfeng reached out and grabbed his collar, pulled him in front of him, and slapped him across the face.

"So you're the one called Zhang Fangqiang?"

"You call yourself Taekwondo?"

"You didn't practice all the martial arts our ancestors taught us, but instead insisted on learning those shoddy, plagiarized Korean skills. Don't you think you deserved to get beaten up?"

He Chengfeng slapped Zhang Fangqiang several times, causing blood to spurt from his mouth and nose. Zhang Fangqiang lay on the ground, panting heavily, his body limp like a dead dog.

Pshaw, Taekwondo, my Mad Dog Fist is more than enough to deal with you!