At this moment, not only the prison guards on duty were watching, but even the guys who were not on duty had already rushed over after hearing the news. Such a fight is not uncommon in prison, but it has never happened before a newcomer can fight like this. Who among those present was not abused by these guys several times before slowly starting to grow their strength again?

"Is he really a recruit?" Seeing Zhao Li being knocked down again and then standing up again with difficulty, someone next to him finally began to question.

"That's right, this guy came yesterday and just completed the recruit training." Jiang Hao was the one who contacted Zhao Li the most. He was responsible for guiding Zhao Li's work. Therefore, he had read Zhao Li's information. When he heard his colleagues asking, he said without hesitation: "Press next to me, don't block me!"

Even Sanders was surprised how strong this thin-looking boy was. To be honest, it was indeed Sanders who could persevere until now, but it was beyond everyone's surprise that a recruit could perform like this. Sanders asked himself that he had trained no less than hundreds of special forces, but this was the first time Zhao Li had encountered this.

"Damn, why didn't there be such a tough guy among my students back then?" Sanders couldn't help but be shocked by Zhao Li's tenacity and was a little distracted. The place where Zhao Li hit her body seemed to be getting more and more painful. I really don't know how this guy practiced it, and he still has such a great attack power now.

"Satisfactory!" Zhao Li's low voice sounded again, his face covered in blood, and even made people feel a little scared. He rushed up again, but it seemed that the speed had slowed down.

I just saw Sanders' cruelty towards him, and I could not care about his arm being dislocated. At this moment, I saw Zhao Li as fierce as he seemed to be no worse than Sanders.

"This is like a young man. What's the benefit of always suppressing yourself?" The old warden looked at Zhao Li and Sanders with a smile, thinking in his heart, and was very proud of his strategy yesterday.

"Hey, this guy has a future, much better than when you first came." A voice commented on the younger generation.

"Tsk, how good are you?" Another voice immediately fought back.

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Strangely, the prisoners did not have such comments, but just looked at them calmly. There were a few who were close to Sanders, and they were just a little closer to them, and no one spoke.

Sanders had almost recorded the attacks of the flesh for so long, and he had not brought down Zhao Li until now, which made him feel a little angry and his attacks even more powerful. However, after several consecutive games, even though Sanders had strong physical strength, he was still a little tired.

"Is this guy a stubborn guy?" I can't count the times that Zhao Li was knocked down. At this time, even Sanders had no strength to beat Zhao Li away, so he could only put it down on the spot. But Zhao Li never got up unyieldingly every time, which made Sanders headache and surprise.

Zhao Li's attack on Sanders has never been interrupted. How many hits Zhao Li was, basically Sanders also suffered, but Sanders is still standing steadily. Zhao Li has no idea how many times he fell down. Speaking of which, Zhao Li's strength is still far inferior to Sanders. If Zhao Li had not been good at his skills in the police kidnapping competition, he would have failed long ago.

At this time, there was no tricky element in the battle, and he was head-on. Sanders also had pain everywhere, and he was almost unable to hold on. However, he was strong and had received special training in enduring pain, so he seemed to be much better than Zhao Li.

"Come on, come again!" Zhao Li's blood-stained face appeared in front of Sanders again, and punched him. Sanders leaned forward skillfully and greeted the hard part of his chest. Not only could it cause a certain rebound to Zhao Li, but it could also avoid the soft parts of his abdomen. At the same time, he punched him again.

Zhao Li's fist is still so powerful, or Sanders' illusion. At least, in his feeling, Zhao Li has always had such fist strength from beginning to end. Such resilience. In the past, Sanders is definitely confident that he will train Zhao Li to become an excellent special forces soldier. But now, his biggest wish is that Zhao Li can't support him and then complete this meaningless battle.

Kill Zhao Li? If it were somewhere else, Sanders would definitely do this, but if there was the old man here, he would not dare to give Sanders a few courages.

"What the hell do you want?" Sanders couldn't help but roared at Zhao Li, his voice also seemed a little weak and he was panting.

"You're convinced!" Zhao Li, who had just gotten up, also gasped violently and responded to Sanders. He could hear that Sanders seemed to be very tired at this moment.

This is an opportunity, but it is not the best opportunity. Silently mobilizing basic physical fitness skills, Zhao Li started his seemingly futile attack again. Then he was defeated by Sanders in a constant state. He got up, fell down, and circled like this.

This scene continued for another half an hour, and Zhao Li was still not defeated as usual. Even when everyone thought he had fainted, Zhao Li struggled and stood up shakingly. Not only Sanders, but others also saw something wrong. It seemed that Zhao Li was born to be not afraid of strikes, and such an attack did not make him lose consciousness.

Even with the support of basic physical fitness techniques, Zhao Li was about to verge on a great collapse at this moment. However, he knew that his opponent was also in this state, and it was time to see who had better endurance.

Bang, while Zhao Li fell to the ground, he also swept Sanders' leg. Sanders' left leg weakened and his body immediately fell to the ground with one leg. At this moment, Zhao Li had just completed a Zhou Tian who had completed the basic physical fitness technique, and the new power had just been born.

Seizing the opportunity, Zhao Li struggled and quickly got up, as if he had injected stimulant. He rushed towards Sanders' other leg. Then, his body quickly moved behind him, and another lock hand grabbed it. The target was his left arm that had been dislocated not long ago.

This time, Sanders no longer had the extra strength to fight against Zhao Li's capture, who had made full use of the leverage principle, and was exhausted to the ground.

"Are you convinced?" Zhao Li's violent gasping sound came from behind, and a little liquid dripped down.

"Okay, I'm convinced you, boy!" Sanders didn't want to continue anymore and shouted out on the ground.

Hearing Sanders's voice, Zhao Li finally couldn't hold on and fell head-on on Sanders, losing consciousness in happiness.

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