For those constables who lacked strength, they were made to swing a sledgehammer or chop firewood every day. Some were even given a pig to raise.

The condition was that he had to carry the pig around the street a few times every day.

Others patrol with knives slung over their waists, looking incredibly dashing; but this guy, carrying a pig in his arms, is just an eyesore.

Wang Huaijing also demanded that this person arrange for someone to feed the pigs properly every day. The piglets must not be allowed to go hungry.

The requirement is that the piglet's weight must increase daily.

If the piglet becomes thinner the day after feeding, money will be deducted.

Therefore, the constable responsible for carrying the pig gradually became stronger without realizing it after carrying the pig for a year.

Now that the pig has grown to its current weight, it weighs well over 400 jin (approximately 200 catties). Yet, the yamen runner who was training his strength still carries the pig around the streets every day, making rapid progress.

He feels like he can still walk normally on land while holding a pig.

If you put the pig down, it might just leap up and fly away.

Some people used to laugh at the yamen runners for being stupid, but it turns out they were the ones who were stupid.

Why is it that an ordinary person can lift a 400-pound pig?

This constable could do it. Thus, a legendary tale of a strongman circulated throughout the city.

In a county town where individual combat capabilities have generally improved, Wang Huaijing gained a group of devoted followers after a competition.

The various strange training methods were initially Wang Huaijing's way of getting revenge on those brats, but he later discovered that they were also a good training method.

He's practicing too.

For example, he changed carrying pigs to carrying stones, and the weight of the stones in the back office would increase every day.

As for dodging ability, with Zhao Qingyi's beloved willow branches serving him every day, it would be hard not to be fast.

It really hurts when it hits you.

The Northwest region has always had poor public security, mainly due to the fierce and unruly nature of its people. Regardless of gender, when it comes to fighting, they really mean it.

The kind that doesn't consider the consequences.

Anyway, once the killing is over, just run away, and no one can catch up.

Since Wang Huaijing arrived, the security situation in the city he governs has gradually improved.

Before, after shouting for battle, you could run away as fast as you could. Now you want to run? Ask the swift-footed constables if they'll allow it.

You're fast, but he's even faster.

In terms of fighting, the yamen runners are better at it than you.

In terms of strength, they can lift a 400-pound fat pig, what can you lift? A white undershirt in your hand.

If you don't surrender, are you just waiting to be picked up and thrown out?

At first, some people didn't believe in the supernatural and ran away, but the strongman really grabbed them like chicks, lifted them above his head, and threw them away.

The constable was throwing someone for the first time, and his aim was off; *thud*, he smashed the person against the wall.

The man fell off the wall and immediately vomited blood.

After examination, it was found that four ribs were broken and there was bleeding in the internal organs.

It's entirely a problem caused by falling.

No one dared to run wild under Wang Huaijing's rule unless they had committed a capital crime.

The constables were far too strong; they were beyond the capabilities of ordinary mortals like themselves.

Therefore, the security situation under Wang Huaijing's rule was the best compared to other towns.

Good ideas should be shared, so Wang Huaijing also shared his method of training the yamen runners with his father-in-law and two brothers-in-law.

Therefore, the area under their rule was the most popular place for ordinary people.

Some people even specifically want to settle down in their city.

Not for any other reason than to avoid having a knife suddenly appear next to my neck while I'm sleeping at home in the middle of the night.

Ordinary people are not afraid of hardship or toil, but they are afraid of losing their lives.