365 Kinds of Difficult Living Methods - Chapter 164

There are nine people in the gym. Xia Yihan usually observes carefully and knows their level well.

Seeing that she wanted to speak with force, Mawei asked the “Dingzi” in the team to stand up and clear her out.

Xia Yihan stood there and didn’t mean to do anything with him.

“I will pick my opponent.”

The pony-tailed man looked sullen, and his subordinates came to ask him not to say anything, and he was getting more and more intolerable!

“Then in the next step, do you have to define the position of everyone yourself, drive me down, and sit up by yourself?”

The nine young people in the gym had bad eyesight and felt that Xia Yihan was here to kick the gym.

Xia Yihan did not change his face: “I want to be promoted to the first level because I have reached the level, and the entry threshold for the first level should be determined by the lowest level, which is the weakest among you. If I directly compare with the strongest one. , Then should everyone else be eliminated?”

Xia Yihan doesn’t like to be reasonable, especially to Mawei Nan, a “reasonable insulator”, but now that the situation is compelling, she will never be promoted if she is unreasonable. Moreover, according to her observations over the past few months, Ma Weinan is defiant no matter what. Speak the rules, after all, he still has a boss on his head, and will take him to blame.

The pony-tailed man has an ugly face and the corners of his mouth curled downward. Xia Yihan made sense. This is also the organization’s rules. Those who have the ability are given priority. Whoever does it will go and whoever frustrates will roll. Now in front of everyone, he can’t violate the rules.

In the end, Xia Yihan picked a person. According to her observation, this person was relatively weak, and she was sure of winning.

But when he really started, Xia Yihan found that it was still strenuous. The two of them fought for more than ten minutes and tried their best. The strength of their toes was drained, and finally they all lay on the ground, just like a dead fish. After a long while, It was Xia Yihan who came back to life, stood up, and won the “resistance”.

She is already satisfied with this result-based on her innate basis, it is not easy to beat a man who is bigger than her. She also felt that she was talented, especially when it came to fighting and fighting, even if she practiced secretly during her busy schedule, she also made rapid progress, which can be described as evolving from a chicken to a big bird.

On October 15, Xia Yihan officially became a first-level member and joined daily training.

Although the level has risen, the “Life Happiness Index” has not improved at all. Although it was humble in the past, at least □ can grow up healthily. Now at the first level, I fight and fight every day. One piece, Xia Yihan was often punched against the wall with one fist, or fell directly to the ground, unable to stand up for a long time.

But at the same time, she felt that her body was stretching, being strong, and being strong, especially when she was holding a knife or electric baton and fighting against her opponent. She might get a knife and be kicked to vomit blood. But she will double back, making the other party regret that she didn’t kill herself. She is only a top-notch Xiaoqiang. With only a little bit of life, she will grow up shamelessly.

At 2:00 am on December 1, after a fierce battle, Xia Yihan returned to the orphanage. The temperature was close to 0 degrees, and her blood coagulated on the jacket. She took off the jacket and underwear and felt the wound on her body. She hid quickly and the wound was not deep, but the tip of the knife slid all the way from the shoulder to the elbow. , Like a centipede, but without feet.

The blood had stopped, she didn’t bother to take care of it anymore, she took off her clothes and turned on the shower head.

Water sprinkled on her body, from the shoulders, through the chest, through the vest line, along the slender thighs, flushing all the hostility and exhaustion into the underground waterway.

The girl’s body grows rapidly during training and fighting, and the graceful lines and the well-proportioned proportions merge into one. The growth of muscles surpassed the speed of fat storage, she became tall and strong, her body was her weapon, she was not afraid of cutting, not afraid of pounding, even if facing a real gun, she dared to rush forward.

In half a year, Xia Yihan went from the first 1.5 meters to 1.75 meters. Her seedling, under pressure, grew wildly and uprooted into a tree.

During this period, Xia Yihan and the first-level members of the same period took on a lot of work. The pay was high, but the cost was even higher. Sometimes the money was not enough for medical expenses.

On two occasions, Xia Yihan was severely injured. Once was stabbed in the abdomen, stabbed in the intestines, and once suffered a concussion. She rested in the organization’s infirmary for a few days. Seeing that she was bored, the pony-tailed man showed her kindness and asked her to go out to beg. He still organized a “begging duo” with her old partner.

When I saw Xia Yihan again, Chen Xing was very happy and struck up a conversation with her.

Xia Yihan still ignored him, so he sat on the side of the road and said to himself: “Actually, my name is not Morning Star. It just has a star character. It was taken by my mother. She hopes that I am like Morning Star and full of hope. What I like most is hope. Before I was born, my dad ran away, and others persuaded her not to give birth to me, but she thought I was a hope, and let me come into this world. Then she died, she gave hope to But I came here.”

Chen Xing said, blinking, looking at Xia Yihan, eyes gleaming: “But I still feel hopeful, otherwise I won’t live to this day. Every time I see you, I think you are hope. “

Xia Yihan didn’t say a word and kept on standby.

At the end of the day’s business, when he returned to the organization at night, the pony-tailed man was afraid that she would be idle, so he asked her to wash clothes. Xia Yihan was already familiar with the matter. There is a number, starting with 3, which is the number of each person. Here, each person is a string of numbers, because no one cares about each other’s name.

However, Xia Yihan has long noticed that the end of each child’s bed is engraved with: 3774.

It doesn’t look like a number.

So she took the initiative to speak to Morningstar for the first time: “What does this number mean.”

Chenxing opened his big sullen eyes and said that this was their daily goal, hoping to make so much money.

As a result, the next day, while begging outside, Xia Yihan finally knew the meaning of this string of numbers.

3 is the number of strokes of the “horse”, 7 is the number of strokes of the “tail”, 74 is the homophonic “dead”, and 3774, when read together, it means that the pony tailed man will die.

Xia Yihan didn’t know, why did Chenxing trust her so much? If she turns around and tells the ponytail man, then all their third-level members will have to suffer!

But Chenxing didn’t have any scruples in this regard. Instead, he asked Xia Yihan: “What’s your name?”

Xia Yihan cherishes words like gold: “cold”

“You have to go out to fight every day, then I will write you one too, 31256, which means: Come on, Xiaohan!”

Xia Yihan smiled, his facial muscles barely moved, and he laughed out of his nose. It didn’t sound like he was happy or mocking.

Among this group of first-level members, Xia Yihan is not the strongest one, but is definitely the one who “flies first”, flying can be described as an inside and outside attack-the internal factor is that she is cruel to herself, regular training, Normally it is 1:00 in the afternoon, until 11:00 in the evening. In the middle of the night, it is either a rest or an outing to pick up work.

However, Xia Yihan’s work and rest is a great ride. She wakes up at 6:30 every day. Sometimes she has to practice until one or two in the morning. When there is a partner, she will practice against her partner. Without a partner, she will familiarize herself with the movements and hit the sandbag. , Practice with wooden stakes.

With her own extraordinary talents, coupled with frantic training, she went from the tail of the crane to the upper middle and upper reaches in a short time. She was no longer afraid of not being able to get food. Every day, she consumes fat, protein and carbohydrates. She consumes energy frantically, and her strength is amazingly enhanced. .

The external factor is Ma Weinan’s “cultivation”.

Ponytailed men have two hobbies. One is to play with third-level members. The higher the members’ screaming decibels, the happier he is; the second is to train first-level members. The more tired they are, the more fulfilling he feels.

Every time he saw the members lying on the ground and dying to live, he felt that it was a paradise on earth. He walked up and down in “heaven” and gave a spiritual baptism: “Are you tired? Just tired.” This is how I came here before. When you work, the knife in the other hand does not matter whether you are tired or not. It only cares about whether you are fast enough, accurate enough, and strong enough. Now tired, it’s better than you. Your intestines, liver and kidneys are tired for you!”

But Xia Yihan is of that kind. Even if she is tired, she will not show her beauty. When others see her, they even want to ask her: Have you had a comfortable life? Hasn’t it been beaten by society?

The pony-tailed man couldn’t find satisfaction in her, so he took special care of her and tried to give her extra lessons. Every day Xia Yihan not only has to practice against her companions, but also against the ponytail man.

Xia Yihan lost as many times as he fought.

The Mawei man sat in the orphanage’s second-in-command position. With his “knife mouth and diamond heart” virtue, he still sat for so long, and his strength was definitely resistant to fights and completely surpassed the first-level members.

Xia Yihan knew this. She knew she couldn’t beat a ponytail, but every time he lifted her up, she still wanted to beat him down and beat his cheekbones into tomato sauce.

The ponytail man is very good at catching Xia Yihan’s pain points, every time he either kicks on his stomach or grabs her arm, twists it in the opposite direction, wandering frantically on the edge of the break, he knows that Xia Yihan’s arm has been injured, and sometimes it feels faintly painful. Thanks to him, her hand injury is not completely healed, and she has to tie a bandage to class from time to time.

But no matter how painful, Xia Yihan is a dead duck mouth, closed tightly, without saying a word.

The ponytail man was afraid that she was not satisfied with the current training intensity, so he impassionedly reported to the dean, and finally Xia Yihan was promoted again, which was also a level she did not know before—the peak of the battle in the organization.

At this level, there is greater freedom, greater power, good food, good use, and good living. It seems that he has reached the pinnacle of life, and he can go out and open his own house.

Xia Yihan, due to gender and age, has become a rare variety in the black boxing market. The audience is tired of watching male boxing, so occasionally a female boxing, or child boxing, is a condiment and flavor enhancer, giving people blood. Ben Zhang was as excited as he was beaten up with blood.

The person in charge of the organization has a deal with the boxing market. The underground boxing market implements two charging methods, one is the entrance fee, which is relatively cheap, 180 per time, and the other is gambling. Betting, every time no matter how the audience wins or loses, the dealer will make money without losing money.

Professional matches are generally boxing, but in the underground boxing market, whether it is Muay Thai, Jiu-Jitsu, or Sangbo, you can use it. There are no rules or time limits. The goal is completely based on the needs of the audience until one party on the field concedes defeat. , Or unable to get up, the game is over.

The person in charge of the boxing market needs seed players. The first is to maintain a high degree of viewing, maintain the audience’s sensory stimulation, and attract more people to come. The second is to create upsets and make a lot of money.

The orphanage will provide candidates to the underground boxing market from time to time. The contestants are killed or injured and do not need to be responsible for the boxing market, but they have to share a high percentage of profits.

Xia Yihan is the player who was sent to the underground boxing market in this period. The opponents assigned to her in the first few times were Xiaoxi Mi, and Xia Yihan beat them to the ground with the results of her eight months of training and made a profit. A little money.

The organization tried to test the waters and saw that she had great potential, so she focused on developing her in the competition direction and trained her as a professional fighter.

Xia Yihan left the orphanage and was taken to the wild, locked in a small black room, to conduct special hand-to-hand combat training.

The room was very cold. In the cold winter, there was no heating and no stove. Xia Yihan slept on a small bed made of wooden planks, wrapped tightly in the quilt.

She fell asleep in a daze, but before she fell asleep, the door was violently opened. A man with a beard walked in. He was wearing a faded sportswear and carrying a thermos cup in his hand. What liquid is in it.

After coming in, he didn’t say hello, and threw a box of canned food to Xia Yihan’s bed. Xia Yihan opened the can, ate it all round, and was picked up by the big beard.

At this time, Xia Yihan was long and strong, and was no longer twisted like a little chicken. She flicked her arm backhand, broke free of the bearded hand, and walked out the door by herself.

There was a backpack and a pair of running shoes at the door, with wide heels and a big beard leaning against the door, motioning her to put it on. Seeing that Xia Yihan was unhappy, she mocked: “You can just wear this pair on your feet. It only takes a day. It’s gone.”

During the following day, Xia Yihan deeply understood the meaning of these words. She ran dozens of kilometers with a load in the uninhabited field, which was equivalent to a lap around the city. Later, she was really abandoned and went straight. On the ground, the beard lifted her bag up and kicked her: “You just got down on the ground at this point. What’s the difference between you and the fat pig in the pigpen?”

Xia Yihan listened, stretched out her cramped calf, got up again, and limped forward.

But Big Beard didn’t let her run forward, but turned her head and walked back.

Xia Yihan felt magical. After running so far, she hadn’t known the southeast, northwest, and the surroundings were all the same, but the beard’s brain seemed to be equipped with navigation, and she led all the way back.

But after returning, he did not let her into the house, but took out another can from the load bag, let her eat it, and then fought with her.

Xia Yihan is quite confident in her fighting skills. In countless fights with her peers and rogues, she has accumulated experience, knowing when to hide, when to attack, and when to knock the opponent over with one punch.

But after playing with the beard for a while, she realized that the opponent should be a master of Jiu-Jitsu and Sanda, knowing how to subdue the opponent quickly and accurately, and how to press the opponent on the ground and unable to move.

It didn’t take long before Xia Yihan was thrown into the mud. She suspected that Beard had chosen a place specifically to make her muddy, how embarrassed and embarrassed.

After falling down, Xia Yihan was unwilling, and immediately struggled to stand up again. The mud on her face was too late to wipe off. Like a gorilla, she swooped at the beard, and the beard did not hide. He stretched out his hand and clamped her. The shoulders, one over the shoulder, smashed her to the ground, and at the same time used the tricks of Jiu-Jitsu to contain her arm. The two people lay on the ground like paper clips. Xia Yihan wanted to break free, but felt her body was Stuck firmly and immobile.

She was anxious and frustrated. If she could, she would keep attacking and punching until she won, until she beat the opponent to the point of bleeding, but now she couldn’t even move, which made her feel humiliated.

That night, the beard picked Xia Yihan up again, like a big chicken, threw her into the small broken house, and left without saying a word.

The second, third, and fourth days were all the same training. First, load-bearing long-distance running, then free fighting, Xia Yihan fell countless times, in the stream, in the mud, on the plank, on the trunk, in the grass, everything Wherever she can fall, she has intimate contact.

Her body has reached the limit countless times, but she has no retreat. After reaching the limit, she does not retreat, but raises the upper limit of the limit. She has been breaking through and crossing the line, but she is in a contest with the beard. , She never won.

Training is not terrible, fighting is not terrible, but endless failure and humiliation make her crazy.

It was cold in the room at night, and Xia Yihan curled up in her arms and shrank in the corner.

During this month, she collapsed four or five times, and she was a little confused.

After a day of training, the hair is often sticky and greasy. She washed it with dish soap. The hair was still wet, and it stuck to her cheeks and neck. Sometimes it would be upside down and cover her face. The bridge of the nose.

She didn’t sleep in the dark, her eyes were half-open and half-closed, and she had no focus.

She felt she couldn’t keep going, she couldn’t do anything.

This kind of thought has also been in the organization. Every time a pony-tailed man beats her, she has this kind of thought, but during this time, the thought is especially strong, and she is about to swallow her.

Later in the night, Xia Yihan engraved Mu Shangqing’s name on the head of her bed. She couldn’t write her real name, so she learned the practice of Chenxing, replacing each word with strokes, putting them together: 1488.

Xia Yihan opened her mouth to read, and found a sentence like: Lost Dad.

Reaching out to touch the number dent on the wood, she told herself that she can’t be crazy, because Mu Shangqing only has himself, and he only has himself.

When the time came in March, the weather became warmer, not so freezing, and Xia Yihan felt a little looser. When fighting with a beard in the evening, he felt more and more, and he no longer stiffened his hands and feet like before. Feeling that the other person is a normal person, and I am a wooden person, let the other person’s mercy.

On this day, the bearded man was particularly ruthless. He had already lost his patience, beating and cursing: “You are still like this after two months. You can just roll back to the pigsty and be a pig!”

As soon as he said this, he suddenly felt a violent wind flashing in front of him. In the sunset, Xia Yihan was holding a short dagger in his hand and staring straight at him.

The beard smiled, put his four fingers together, moved towards her, motioned to her to let the horse come.

Xia Yihan swung a dagger and rushed forward, rushing to the face of the beard, and the beard dodged to hide, but Xia Yihan was just a trick. Her true intention was on the legs of the beard.

When he retreated, Xia Yihan seized the opportunity to attack him, seizing the half-second gap and disrupting his tactics.

As expected, the beard’s center of gravity was a little unstable. Xia Yihan took this opportunity to make another silly move and attacked his armpit. The beard raised his hand to block it, and took the opportunity to counterattack.

Xia Yihan seized the opportunity and dodged perfectly according to the routine set up in advance, while kicking to the beard’s knee.

The beard dodged halfway without completely avoiding it. He simply lowered his body and attempted to attack Xia Yihan’s abdomen. Xia Yihan had been “killing” with him for more than two months. It was not for nothing, and he had roughly understood his routine.

Before his attack was in place, she avoided, and at the same time dropped the knife, threw him forward, threw him to the ground, and performed Jiu-Jitsu, holding his head with her feet, while restraining his arms with her hands. , In his own way to return his body, imbedded him on the ground, unable to move.

In the afterglow, the sky was vast and the sky was vast, the beard was tall and fat, like a plump mouse, being caught on the mouse board, his face was squeezed out of shape.

With all his strength, Xia Yihan squeezed out one last breath: “How much effort did I use? Just like that, you can go home and raise pigs!”

Xia Yihan had a good night’s sleep that night, because no one came to knock on the door the next morning, she almost thought that the bearded man was going home to raise pigs, but when it was almost noon, the ponytail came and let her get in the van. , Rushed to another place.