In terms of fighting, I can fight seven or eight ordinary people alone.
Looking at the dozen or so people rushing towards me in front of me, I confronted them with my back against the wall.
People are good at being bullied, and horses are good at being ridden.
If I don't be tougher, I will be bullied to death by them in the future.
I don't know how long I'm going to be in prison, I have to be tough and make my life better.
I'm out there, but I'm no different from them in prison uniforms.
No one knows me, and no one knows my name.
It doesn't matter if any of the new prisoners know my name, because I'm just an ordinary prisoner now.
Tell them who I am and they won't believe me, and I'm just humiliating myself when I say my name.
Lost everything, my brothers are now in jail as well.
Now, I'm on my own "Little cub, you still want to set up a stick, Lao Tzu beat you to death today" A loud roar, more than 20 prisoners all stretched out their hands to hit me.
With my back to the wall, I was facing about five or six people in front of me.
A lot of people were huddled behind the five or six, and they couldn't reach out even if they wanted to.
Holding my breath, I tried to calm my mind as much as I could.
Although the twenty or so people in front of him are all criminals, the different crimes they have committed are not necessarily capable of fighting.
There are a lot of soy sauce characters in this, and they just help the cell boss fill the scene.
They don't hurt to hit people, as long as I find the soy sauce characters to resist their fists and hit the prisoners who are really fighting.
There were quite a few thin prisoners in the cell, and a few of them wore glasses.
People with glasses are generally gentle, and their arms are as thin as slim and have little strength.
I guess they might be political or economic prisoners, exactly two of the six people in front of me.
The two bespectacled prisoners who beat me didn't fight back, I just fought with the stronger, slightly more ferocious prisoners.
There was a crackling sound and a roar of rage, and their fists hit me and I smashed them into them.
There was a numbness in my face and body, and I snapped and punched a strong prisoner.
"This kid knows kung fu, everyone be careful."
Seeing that I made a good move, several prisoners were busy raising their vigilance.
With a whew, a strong wind struck me.
Blocking the flirtatious feet of the incoming person, kicking me, the person wearing glasses was smiling at me coldly.
Grass him, this kick almost made him kick me off my children and grandchildren, Lao Tzu has no children yet.
Seeing that the prisoner with glasses was so fierce, I gritted my teeth and gave it back to him.
He was not as fast as me, and he was not as ruthless as me, and he immediately fell to the ground and wailed when I kicked him.
Putting down the bespectacled and the strong, I waved my hands and continued to fight with them.
There are too many people gathered too closely, even if I have the effort, I can't try it.
Surrounded by them, I had to rely on pure strength and speed to compete with them.
A fist slammed into me, and I grabbed one and pinned it with my elbow to the man's fist.
There was a click, and the man screamed in a sweat.
Then I slammed another punch into the bridge of the nose.
The fight was extremely exhausting, and after only two minutes of fighting, I already felt a little weak.
Being beaten by them like this, if I run out of strength, I will definitely suffer a big loss, and I saw the cell head standing behind them, and I rushed over with a roar.
I received a lot of punches and kicks as I rushed over, and I grabbed the cell boss and threw him out of the way with the punches and kicks of those people.
The thief captures the king first, and it is a little difficult to fall the head of the cell.
The strength of the cell boss is not weak, and his level is worthy of some gold medal fighters outside.
But he doesn't know kung fu and I'm good at wrestling, and even though he struggled to fall, I still threw him out.
After I threw the cell boss down, I ignored the people around me and threw myself on the cell boss, and my fist smashed desperately on him.
This time, I almost used all my strength.
Lying on the ground, the cell boss gritted his teeth and blocked my fists with his arms.
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While blocking the cell leader, he yelled, "Fatty, come and save me" "Oh."
A silly voice came from behind me.
Then, my body was lifted up.
I'm already very strong, 1.8 meters tall and 140 pounds.
Behind me was a big fat man who was silly and stupid, and he lifted me up with a slight mention.
After being lifted up by him, I fell heavily on the kang like a cloud.
The kang was a neatly folded quilt, and before it was thrown onto the kang, I immediately got up and kicked the neat quilt at the prisoner under the kang.
Holding my quilt with their hands, they all climbed onto the kang.
I didn't have much strength anymore, and when they rushed up, I didn't hit them like I had done at the beginning.
I was punched, and my head buzzed and I started to go into a trance.
I had sequelae on my head, and I couldn't hold it anymore after I took a hard hit.
As soon as my feet were soft, I fell directly on the kang.
I was grabbed by a few prisoners, and they threw me off the kang with a snap.
With a heavy fall, my aching body was about to fall apart.
Before I could get up, a group of prisoners kicked at me again.
I couldn't get up after being kicked by them, so I could only use my hands to protect the important parts of my body and silently admit their group beating.
It's a world of bad guys, no one knows me and no one knows me.
When I fell to the ground and was beaten by them, I felt sad in my heart, and I was probably going to die in prison.
Perhaps, I will never have the opportunity to go out again in my life.
Even if Long Yin saved me, he still wouldn't let me go easily.
Let me be beaten to death in prison, I think that's probably what he thinks.
In my desperation, the door to my cell was opened, and a group of guards with batons rushed in and beat anyone they saw.
Seeing the prison guards coming, the prisoners were all honestly squatting on the ground, and my surroundings were relaxed, and soon no one hit me.
Falling to the ground, a prison guard crouched down to examine my injuries.
Seeing the wounds on my body, the prison guard said to me disdainfully, "Hehe, don't pretend if you can't fight with someone because of this ability, you know no."
After listening to the words of the prison guard, I felt uncomfortable again, and I fell to the ground and stared at him coldly without making a sound.
It's a world of the jungle, and I'm not able to do it myself.
If I had learned a few more tricks from Bai Qi when I was outside, I wouldn't have been beaten so badly.
I was taken to the infirmary by the prison guards, and the prison doctor in the infirmary simply bandaged me and rubbed some medicine.
When I left, the doctor gave me a bottle of safflower oil for me to wipe back, and the safflower oil was made of plastic.
I was in the infirmary for more than an hour, and when I got back, I regained a lot of strength, but I felt like I was falling apart.
When I was in the infirmary, the guards gave me a badge with my name number and charges written on it.
"Wear your sign, and if you lose it, you will be fined 100 yuan."
The guards said to me as they drove me back to my cell.
"Yes."
I nodded.
I was sent back to my cell, and when I was back, the inmates in the prison all looked at me coldly.
I was beaten up by the prison guards just now because of me, and now they hate me even more.
"Don't fight, who's fighting to take you to the little black room" After a few words, the prison guard left the cell.
In the cell, the prisoners all squatted on the side of the kang and looked at me coldly.
Seeing that I was back, the cell boss squinted at my badge and didn't see it clearly.
Each of the inmates in our prison has a badge with our charges written on it.
In prison, the most angry people are generally the perpetrators of rape and theft.
Prisoners are generally imprisoned, and few of them can get out alive, and even if they can get out alive, they are tortured like mental illness.
Thieves are better, but thieves are generally younger brothers in prison, and few can be big brothers.
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There are no absolutes in the world, and there should be.
The one who came to see my badge was a short prisoner who was charged with theft.
Glancing at my badge, the short prisoner was shocked, "Brother Li, he is" "What is it?"
asked him coldly.
"Brother Li, he's" The short man was shocked, and sweat was streaming down his forehead.
Array of garbage.
"Grass, you hurry up, what about your appetite there" The cell boss was anxious.
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