"I'll beat you again tomorrow."

After Ji Xinghe finished speaking, he turned around in the prison and left without looking back.

This scene made everyone breathe a sigh of relief, and then they couldn't help laughing: How could Ji Xinghe agree to such an idiotic request as Marquis Orangutan? There is no need to worry at all.

But Jackson, Commander, and Tang Qiao in the monitoring room were smiling and laughing, but suddenly thought of a question, and their expressions instantly froze.

Why did Ji Xinghe leave at this time? Why did he stop and leave without looking back when he could obviously interrogate more information?

The three Jacksons, who had been waiting in the control room for a while, failed to wait for Ji Xinghe's arrival, so they panicked even more.

"Where is Ji Xinghe?" Tang Qiao looked at the technicians around him.

"ah?"

The technicians failed to react immediately because the problem itself was a problem.

Base 6 is such a big place, where else could it be?

"What do you mean?" Jackson asked with a frown, but he moved very quickly. He opened the bracelet and found Ji Xinghe on the communication list.

Toot toot.

While waiting to be connected, both the commander and Don Qiao stared at Jackson's bracelet.

"Hello."

"Old Ji, where are you?"

"If you're tired, take a rest."

"Oh oh oh, okay, then you can rest."

"kindness."

The communication was hung up. Jackson breathed a big sigh of relief, and then glared at Tang Qiao: "Did you hear me? I'm tired. I'm going to rest. People like you who stay in the base every day and don't work, really think that we are all the same.

A robot?"

"Major Jackson." Don Qiao said angrily: "Do you have any objections to me? If you have any objections, you can speak up. I don't think you have the right to keep talking to me in this tone."

"I can talk to you however I want." Jackson argued: "Don't think that the rank of lieutenant colonel is very impressive. When the communication between the base and the outside is restored, I will be promoted to lieutenant colonel in minutes."

"Okay." The commander scolded: "Jackson, go rest and prepare to attend the funeral."

"I'm not going." Jackson said in a non-comfortable tone, "I want to watch you interrogate it here."

The commander didn't talk nonsense and said in a stern tone: "This is an order."

Facing Don Qiao, a lieutenant colonel who dared to confront Jackson, he could only reply loudly with one word when facing the commander.

"yes."

Then turned and left.

The interrogation continued, but the situation was as everyone expected. After Ji Xinghe left, the Marquis orangutan became silent again.

The relevant personnel tried to continue beating the orangutan, but to no avail. Thinking that Ji Xinghe would come to beat it tomorrow, the relevant personnel had no choice but to start treating the orangutan. If it was really beaten to death, there would be no explanation.

The people above will be furious and demand accountability. Ji Xinghe's unhappiness is also something the relevant personnel of Base 6 don't want to see.

The commander left, and so did Tang Qiao, but their movements after leaving were completely different.

Don Qiao arrived at a communications room, started recording a message, and asked to keep trying to send it to the outside world.

The core content of this passage is actually only one sentence: Ji Xinghe may surrender to the enemy and treason.

…

When Ji Xinghe woke up after a good sleep, he saw Jackson waiting outside his door.

"what are you doing?"

"I didn't do anything. I just happened to come to your side."

"You didn't rest?"

"I've had a rest. I'm very energetic. If you don't believe it, why don't we have a fight?"

Ji Xinghe pondered slightly and nodded: "Okay."

"ah?"

After arriving at the training area very passively, Jackson regretted the beating. The training area was during daily training, and there were a lot of mecha warriors and soldiers in it.

More than five hundred people saw themselves being beaten, which was more terrifying than the beating itself.

But what Jackson didn't expect was that Ji Xinghe didn't beat him, but stood there with his back to him.

"Hit me."

"ah?"

"Hit me." Ji Xinghe added: "Just like I hit it just now, hit me."

"That won't work. You just vomited blood from it, and your back is bloody and bloody. How could I hit you so hard?"

From a physical point of view, Jackson's strength is far greater than that of Ji Xinghe, so he is telling the truth.

Ji Xinghe also believes this.

"You can be gentler."

"Then let me try?"

"kindness."

Jackson slowly walked behind Ji Xinghe, whether to beat Ji Xinghe or be beaten by Ji Xinghe, he would definitely choose the latter.

"I'm starting."

"kindness."

"3,2,1."

When Jackson's countdown ended, his right fist lightly touched Ji Xinghe's back.

"Put in more effort."

"good."

Jackson really only added a little strength, but his fist still lightly touched Ji Xinghe's back. Gu Hao

"More."

"good."

Another point, after adding a few more points of strength, Jackson's fist no longer hit Ji Xinghe's back, but bumped into Ji Xinghe's back.

Dong dong dong...

The sound between the fists and the backs of the fists was already noticeable, but it was still not loud enough. The onlookers couldn't hear anything, and they thought Jackson was massaging Ji Xinghe's back.

"A little more."

Ji Xinghe made another request, but fell silent this time. His posture was that his feet were shoulder-width apart, his knees were brought together, and his hands were clenched and placed on both sides of his waist.

This posture looked a little weird, but it allowed him to stand still in place during Jackson's beatings, without even the slightest sway in his body.

The amount of force Jackson is using now is no different from ordinary people punching hard, but it is much smaller than the strength he possesses.

Punch after punch, Jackson also fell silent, maintaining the level of strength required by Ji Xinghe. He is not worried that Ji Xinghe will be injured by him now, because he can clearly feel the impact of Ji Xinghe's back when the back of the fist collides.

The muscles on the back swell with the rhythm.

It was like a steel plate, and the shock made his fists feel slightly numb.

"Pause."

Ji Xinghe, who had been punched nearly a hundred times in a row, suddenly made a sound, and Jackson quickly retracted his punch: "Old Ji, are you okay? Can someone help me call a doctor..."

"No, I'm fine."

When Ji Xinghe stopped him, he looked around and saw that there were no women among the onlookers, so he raised his hand and took off his shirt, then placed a neat pile on the ground next to him.

"Come again."

Ji Xinghe resumed his previous position, with his back to Jackson.

"Are you coming again?"

"are you tired?"

"I will be tired? Do you know that my nickname is Devil Muscle Man?"

Jackson took a deep breath, stood at a suitable distance behind Ji Xinghe, and then started counting down.

"3,2,1."

When he said this, Jackson, who was about to punch out, suddenly stopped and stared at Ji Xinghe's back in shock.

When he counted 3, Ji Xinghe's back looked normal, just normal and strong, and the skin and flesh had not loosened due to age. It didn't look like the back of a sixty-six-year-old man at all.

But when he counted to 2, the muscles on Ji Xinghe's back changed significantly. The muscles gathered contrary to common sense and then bulged. When he counted to 1, the muscles on Ji Xinghe's back actually gave people a kind of...
To be continued...