Although the surrounding prison guards didn't seem to intend to interfere in this farce, Wu Biao and his party didn't dare to make a heavy move, they just stood up with the other party's nose and swollen face, and they were the ones who were unlucky in case of a trouble.
The battle lasted for five minutes, although Liu Tao and his party fought bravely, but finally because of the disadvantage of numbers and physical strength were defeated, thirty of his subordinates fell to the ground, only Liu Tao leaned against the corner of the wall, with blood on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were fierce, and he made the last stubborn resistance.
"You don't have a chance to win."
Wu Biao walked through the crowd, looked at Liu Tao trembling in front of him with a sinister smile, and said, "Kneel down, kowtow to me three times, and call me Brother Biao again, and I will spare you." ” "I'm phew" Liu Tao smacked Wu Biao angrily, and shouted: "I, Liu Tao, a dignified seven-foot man, I will die here today, and I will never kneel down for a bastard like you, you die of this heart."
Wu Biao shook his head contemptuously, walked up to Liu Tao, and said with a smile: "Okay, then I will fulfill you today."
"You guys, clean up those people over there, let them know that I, Wu Biao, am not easy to mess with, Liu Tao will be dealt with by me personally, and I will personally knock him down at my feet" After receiving Wu Biao's order, more than 50 of his subordinates geared up and walked towards the twenty newcomers with a grim smile.
"Big brother, I'll just hit me with soy sauce, don't hit me" "Don't talk nonsense, if you want to blame, blame your own bad life, and Liu Tao in a cell, take it" "Don't" The remaining more than 30 experienced prisoners beat 20 helpless newcomers, which was simply a massacre, and after a while, 20 people were flattened by them and they didn't even know their mothers.
But Zhang Wei showed his amazing skills, taking advantage of the narrow passage between the dining table and the dining table, and Wu Biao's men fought guerrillas, and after a while, five people fell to the ground and couldn't afford to wail.
On the other hand, Zhang Yang, while the entire restaurant was watching the battle, he was happily shaking hands with the other prisoners, and everyone thought that this prisoner had a problem with his brain.
In just five minutes, Zhang Yang shook hands with half of the people in the entire restaurant, and the number of unlucky spots had reached 50,000, and Zhang Yang's heart blossomed.
"Amount" Zhang Yang was busy shaking hands, when he suddenly heard a low roar from Uncle Zhang behind him, and when he turned around, a cheap prisoner took advantage of Uncle Zhang's head to deal with Wu Biao's people, and tripped Uncle Zhang with a kick, and Uncle Zhang was surrounded by the other party in an instant.
"Brother, borrow your dinner plate" Letting go of the hand of the prisoner next to him, Zhang Yang immediately picked up the dinner plate on the table, threw a dart and shot the plate in the direction of Uncle Zhang, and knocked down a person who was about to shoot at Uncle Zhang with a "pop".
"Damn, my nose" When everyone looked up, it turned out that there was one of theirs not far ahead.
"You guys, go flatten that bastard, this old man will leave it to us" As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen people immediately turned to rush towards Zhang Yang.
"Alas, Liu Tao, if you can hold on for another three minutes, I will be able to collect all the bad luck points, I am so disappointed" Zhang Yang sighed lightly, looked at the more than ten people who rushed towards him with an indifferent face, and suddenly shouted: "The ground is so slippery, beware of falling" Deduct 1,000 bad luck points.
"Slippery" The bodies of more than a dozen people suddenly did not obey the call, and they fell to the ground in unison.
Zhang Yang glanced at the prison guards standing around the restaurant, all of whom were staring at him intently.
If he managed to clean up this group of people, the prison guards would definitely come forward to stop this farce immediately.
Zhang Yang thought about it, nearly half of the people in the entire restaurant had never shaken hands with him, and giving up halfway was not Zhang Yang's style.
After thinking for a while, Zhang Yang suddenly thought of a good idea.
"Grass mud horse, crow's mouth, I'll you" The person at the front quickly got up and rushed towards Zhang Yang with a fist.
Zhang Yang stood quietly in place, waiting for the other party to approach.
"You look more handsome than me, see if I don't ruin your appearance," the other party shouted, and smashed a punch into Zhang Yang's face.
"Hit crooked," Zhang Yang quickly said silently in his heart.
"Huh" The other party suddenly felt that his fist was not controlled, and he flew over with his flamboyant hair, hitting the face of a strong man who was watching the excitement behind him.
"Grass mud horse, you're blind" The man quickly got up, kicked his man to the ground, and then rolled up his sleeves and scuffled with him.
Zhang Yang smiled, and after a while, the entire restaurant joined the melee.
"You are paralyzed, and you also fight when you watch the excitement" "You're fucking with big eyes and ass, who are you going to hit?"
"Grass mud horse, you glasses are fake, kill your dog" Nearly 500 people in the entire restaurant were caught in an unprecedented scuffle, and the prison guards finally realized that the situation was starting to get out of control and immediately called for backup.
Zhang Yang took advantage of this opportunity to use the unlucky detector to constantly look for prisoners who had not yet shaken hands with him in the chaos.
If you are knocked down, just shake your hand directly, and when you encounter Zhang Yang who hit him, you will put him down with a punch, and then shake hands with him.
Finally, when the riot police arrived, Zhang Yang successfully got the last bad luck.
Zhang Yang checked the system, and now he has a full 80,000 unlucky points, but he really made a fortune, although he consumed thousands of points, but he still earned it after all.
"Well done" Zhang Yang's congratulatory voice came from the system's mind: "Collect another 20,000 unlucky points and the system can be upgraded again" Zhang Yang smiled and nodded, looking at the battle of the five hundred people around him, he suddenly felt very pleasing to the eye.
Dozens of riot police officers rushed in full gear, with the front one dropping tear gas into the restaurant, followed by others brandishing batons into the smoke Ten minutes later, all the prisoners were recaptured and returned to their cells.
"The brothers have done a good job, and although we have not been able to defeat them, we have shown our momentum, and no one in this prison will dare to underestimate us anymore."
"Oh" Liu Tao and more than thirty subordinates with blue noses and swollen faces shouted in unison with laughter.
"And you, you've worked hard, and you're doing a good job" Seeing the twenty innocent newcomers being beaten to the point that their noses were blue and their faces were swollen, Liu Tao couldn't help but feel a little guilty in his heart.
"Uncle, you are really good, I underestimate you" Liu Tao glanced at Zhang Wei and said with a smile.
Zhang Wei ignored Liu Tao and found an empty bed to lie down, it seems that Uncle Zhang is also very tired.
Liu Tao admires powerful people, so he is not dissatisfied with Zhang Wei.
"And you, Zhang Yang, you really created a big mess":