In the prison cell, they are intrigued and distrust each other. The struggle is extremely cruel. Because fighting for a cigarette butt can cause death. If you curse a little more, you will be beaten to death. For the fat meat in the bowl, you will be in danger of life. These people are incompetent people who kill, set fire, rape and robbery outside. They are all extremely vicious. After entering the detention center, they are tortured by the space here to the point of perverting. There are only a few words of "interest", "power", and "desire", and never know how to be humble and tolerant.

Guan Muyun and others are just unfamiliar students. Although they usually participate in fights, they are just small fights and have never seen the real scene or the sinister human nature. When they first came in, they tried to resist, but they were beaten several times. Fortunately, they were not handsome enough. Because Li Baokang had just committed a crime and was in the observation and monitoring stage, they were not sodomized by a group of sexually hungry evildoers.

Liao Xuebing glanced at them and his eyes fell on Li Baokang: "Although my nephew made a mistake, it's not your turn to teach you a lesson. Whoever touched them will automatically stand up and die. The uncle will leave you a complete body."

Li Baokang dug his nose and said, "I'm so crazy. If it weren't for the incident some time ago, I'd killed you directly. Brothers, I'll give it to me." He gave Li Yuzhong a loud big slap with his back hand and said angrily: "Why don't you massage grandpa's back quickly, wait for death?"

Li Yuzhong wiped off the blood slowly oozing out of his nose and sneered, "My teacher is here, you are the one who dies." He had blind confidence and admiration for Liao Xuebing. Since the person has come, he naturally is not afraid of anything.

"Huh?" Li Baokang was extremely surprised: "Have you rebelled? It's been two days since you still don't understand who is the best in this cell?" He said that he would hit him. He immediately hit Li Yuzhong's face and hit him on the ground.

At this time, the eight people surrounded Lao Liao, preparing to take action to hurt others and have fun.

The space of the cell is small and cramped, and the beds occupy two-fifths of the place. People are crowded together and look at the fresh prey in front of you with malicious intentions. They are dressed cleanly and can't be an orphan. There must be family members who bullied him fiercely. In the future, they will be honest and obedient, and they will only desperately ask their family members to ask for items to respect the bosses in the prison. This is their purpose of bullying the newcomers.

The old fried dough sticks vaguely felt something was wrong. Strange, a lot of people were eyeing each other. If it were a newcomer who had known each other a little earlier, he would have been lying on the ground and begging for mercy at this time. Why doesn't this person seem to be indifferent? Could it be that he is a lunatic?

The Erzhuo, who bullied the weak and feared the strong, shouted, "Hey, call me, and listen. If you don't follow me, the sharp wolf-toothed knife in my hand will immediately make a few blood holes on you." The wolf-toothed knife was a nice name for him to put on the handle of his toothbrush.

Liao Xuebing looked at it intently. Guan Muyun's arm was indeed covered with blood-stained rags, and he thought he would suffer a lot.

"Why are you still stupid? Give him a warning." Li Baokang once again urged his subordinates to take action. In ancient times, there was a saying of "killing a stick". Whenever a prisoner who was sent to the border town, he usually had dozens of military sticks to kill him in order to kill him. He was beaten to death. To this day, the rules of the rule of the strong in prison have not changed.

The second prisoner kicked him first. Seeing that the man-in-law was so weak that he was not very good at hitting him, he seemed to be unable to make him kneel down and call him mother.

Everyone next to them hugged their arms and chests, indicating their leisure time, some trembled their thighs. Some bite the filter sponge head, which was no longer left with a little tobacco, and some ran back to intimidate Guan Muyun, waiting to see a joke. In their eyes, Liao Xuebing was just as pitiful as a reptile, and could be rubbed or pinched.

This kick is as fast as lightning, as fast as thunder. It is powerful against the tiger in the south mountain and the dragon in the north sea. If it is kicked in a solid state, it will lead to lifelong disability and spend the rest of life in a wheelchair. The followers have opened their teeth and rinsed their mouths for years. The stinky mouths that are breeding bacteria cheer loudly.

"Okay!" "Good!" "Second brother is wonderful!"

The color sound completely fell on Liao Xuebing's head.

His left foot also kicked out, much faster than the second head that turned into an invincible deadly mandarin duck leg. He came first, stepped on the knee that only kicked out halfway and formed an oblique angle to the ground. With a click, the joints and ligaments broke in the opposite direction, forming a strange inverted V shape. Liao Xuebing had used this trick to break many enemy legs. No one could resist except those with steel pipes tied to their legs.

He snatched the handle of the toothbrush, inserted it horizontally, poked it into his left cheek, and penetrated it out of his right cheek. He let go of his hand, and the second prison head became an African cannibal with pierced skin.

He shook his hand again and slapped the face of another person standing very close. The audience around him could imagine what it would be like to hit a big tree with overwhelming power and the power of dominating the earth. No matter how tall you grow or how vigorous you grow, you can't compete with it. The man's face was like a mud pond blown by a grenade, and his flesh had been torn apart by violent hand force, and his flesh was spread out. His huge body flew away slanted, and he also knocked down two people.

These three kicks, one insert and one flowing fan, which is very action-movie viewing. What’s important is that Liao Xuebing’s absolute power puts great psychological pressure on the audience. Everyone feels like they kicked on their knees, penetrated their cheeks, and then were knocked away. It’s really specific.

The other cell outside the iron gate was still full of complaints and complaining, but it was as silent as a coffin shop.

"It seems to be a bit serious, no wonder it's a bit crazy." Li Baokang raised his eyelids. He didn't pay attention to Liao Xuebing's side just now, and he didn't see the whole process, so he felt very relaxed. He picked up a sharp iron stick under the pillow and prepared to do it himself, "In this detention center, no one can challenge my authority, now you can die."

As he said that, he kicked Li Yuzhong over.

The strength should not be underestimated. Li Yuzhong's classmate flipped somersault in the air, and fell to the ground and spewed out a mouthful of purple-black blood on the spot. He covered his chest and his face looked ugly, as if he had hurt his internal organs. Fighting in prisons usually uses blood and life to make knots, and he will be seriously injured by the above ones. It is by no means comparable to the fights that middle school students on campus.

Li Baokang just looked at Liao Xuebing and wanted to say some provocative words. He felt a strong wind of level 8 hitting his face, his whole body was covered with pressure, so he couldn't breathe, "Fuck..."

After saying a word, he didn't vomit completely. Lao Liao's fist came and thundered and hit his face.

Using twelve percent of the power, I don’t know how amazing it was. Li Baokang’s jaw was shattered, his chin was tilted three inches, and he became an ape that had not evolved completely, like the ugliest character in a zombie movie. His saliva, snot, tears, and blood swelled in the air, as if the most disgusting rain and fog in history.

As the blood poured out, Liao Xuebing grabbed his hair and rushed into the steel pipe on the iron frame bed.

There is nothing wrong with the steel pipe except for being dirty, but Li Baokang has something to do.

With a sound, a ball of blood burst out. The former cell boss fell softly, his nose was already sinking into his face, and he could no longer tell whether it was a man or a woman or a ghost. His whole body was twitching, and after the blood flowed out of his mouth, a large amount of white foam was pouring out, and he was already unconscious.

Is he still a human? Which dynasty has passed by? I am afraid that the rush will only die even worse. Moreover, those people are already full of fear and no one dares to have any thoughts.

"Brother!" All six people left kneeled down, and some simply crawled on the ground to express their loyalty to the boss who had just ascended the throne of Room 208 of the Stone Snake Detention Center - Prison is the most likely place to lose self-esteem. There is no gold left in men's knees, and some are just shit, everything is for survival.

It was a long story, but in fact it was only less than two minutes. Guan Muyun and Zhang Jiawei barely reacted. The teacher came in person and finally hoped that the clouds would clear and the fog would appear. The surprise was far from being compared to the beauty in school.

"Teacher!" Guan Muyun was full of pain, and the top 1.80 meters high jumped down and shouted: "We have all been framed by the Goddess and Fairy Ci!"

Without instructions, someone stripped naked and put on three unlucky students. Someone kicked the second prison head hard in order to show his determination to completely sever his relationship with the old forces.

A scarred face rummaged through the boxes and found a half-branched cigarette that he had collected for several months and handed it respectfully, and said in the tone of a eunuch serving the emperor: "Brother, this is my collection, I have never been willing to..." Someone whispered: "Okay, ***, Scar actually has private goods."

"Get out."

Scarface was puzzled: "I don't even look down on Jianpai. This new brother has a big appetite." But that was already his most precious thing, so why would he give up easily? He continued to smile: "Brother, my father will send money at the end of the month. I will definitely give you pocket money at that time. This cigarette will relieve his addiction first."

"Didn't you hear me?" Liao Xuebing was thinking about Guan Muyun's words, impatient with others disturbing him.

Scarface did not dare to say anything, and stepped back embarrassedly. Everyone was thinking about the thoughts of the new elder brother. A guy with a donkey-like face said to himself: "He just came in from outside and spent a lot of money. Do you think he had been hungry like us for a year and a half, and saw a cigarette butt like a dog who saw shit?" He leaned over with a shit and said: "Big brother, Wang Furong of No. 327 is good at oral skills and is handsome. Why not? When I let him practice it for you to relieve the fire when I was out at night?"

There are no women in the detention center, so it's okay to be able to go out after ten or half a month. However, those men who have been detained for a year or two have nowhere to vent their desires. Apart from the fifth girl, they have extremely hungry and have a homosexual idea. The plain-looking prisoners were poisoned one after another, none of them have any sores, and some were occupied by the prison head and become special pets. They are like the boss's Xiaomi, and enjoy a lot of special treatment.

"Damn it, I said twice that you haven't gotten out yet." Liao Xuebing grabbed the donkey-faced man's hair and knocked an egg at the steel pipe. The No. 208 prison once again shone in blood.
Chapter completed!