Chapter 142

"Bang Dang."

The iron door closed and locked again.

The prisoners in the prison are cleaning up,

When he returned to the prison, he looked at Chen Liang, who was also busy, and then returned to his bed to continue to lie down.

Kill the new boy and save his mother's life.

Although the strange man didn't give himself any guarantee, as the other party said, he had no choice.

Mourning Biao lay on the bed, his hands pillows, staring at the monitoring probe at the door of the prison, his eyes were cloudy, and his killing intention gradually floated.

With one heart, they cleaned up the prison house fairly clean. The prison guard came to check it and was quite satisfied, so Chen Liang didn't get hungry the first day he came here.

At night, mourning Biao was lying on the bed, and a clever little brother was carefully massaging him.

Others are busy with their own affairs. Some are reading newspapers and some are chatting.

The only "old acquaintance" in Chen Liangchao's prison house, who had just arrived, walked away.

"How did you get in?"

When he came to Wu Zhiyuan's bed, he asked with a smile, like a good friend.

He has a bad memory, but Wu Zhiyuan will not forget that he has lost one hand and why he fell here. He gnashed his teeth and said in a cruel voice, "it's none of your business!"

Chen Liang didn't think so. Looking at the original gambling master sitting on the bed, he calmly said, "there is no more friend here than anywhere else. At least there is a care."

In this tormented Wu Zhiyuan sneered and looked at the prison bully lying there.

"You have been hated by the bereaved young tiger. Whoever is with you will have bad luck! Don't hurt me!"

When Chen Liang heard the speech, he couldn't say anything more.

He and Wu Zhiyuan were not enemies of life and death. It was really sad enough for the other party to end up like this. He came out of kindness, but Wu Zhiyuan didn't appreciate it, and he couldn't help it.

Under Wu Zhiyuan's sneer, Chen Liang walked back, took his toiletries and planned to go to the bathroom to wash.

Always pay attention to his loss and know that the opportunity is coming.

There is no monitoring probe in the bathroom. Nothing will be found.

Mourning Biao's eyes were gloomy. He immediately got up, pushed away his little brother who massaged him, got out of bed quickly and followed Chen Liang silently.

Several scum who only followed his horse looked at each other, immediately surrounded and followed his brother's steps.

Everyone else in the prison noticed the change of atmosphere. They were nervous and excited, staring at the direction of the bathroom.

Wu Zhiyuan, whose bed is near the corner, is no exception.

It's obvious to lose Biao. This is to start with Chen Liang and establish authority. They are both his enemies. No matter who is unlucky, he likes it.

In the bathroom.

As soon as Chen Lianggang came to the sink, mourning Biao and his younger brothers came in and blocked behind him,

"Boy, I asked you to lick my feet at that time. If you don't lick them, I won't blame you for giving you color now."

Mourning Biao's eyes were ferocious, but it was not just a lesson for the new comer as the prisoners outside and his little brother imagined. In his eyes, Sen Han's killing opportunity was clearly flashing.

In the prison, fighting between prisoners is a common occurrence. If you accidentally kill the boy, it's not worth the death penalty. It's worth changing your mother's life!

The determined mourning Biao looked tyrannical, raised his strong arm, stretched out his hand and pinched Chen Liang's neck.

Chen Liang reacted quickly and immediately took a step sideways.

He expected that the other party would not give up, but the killing opportunity in the other party's eyes still exceeded his expectations.

The prison bully wants to kill himself.

Are the prisoners now so cruel?

To avoid losing Biao's hand, Chen Liang glanced at several scum behind him.

He was not sure to deal with so many people at once. If he didn't make a quick decision and wait for the other party to come together, I'm afraid the consequences would be really hard to say.

After all, he doesn't have a sand Eagle right now.

Without saying a word, Chen Liang raised his hand and pressed the bald head of the dead Biao, and then suddenly pressed it toward the washbasin.

"Bang!"

Hearing only a dull noise, the dead young tiger's head collided violently with the hard wash basin, breaking his head and bleeding in an instant.

The scum in the back was stunned.

This is just the beginning.

In front of these people, Chen Liang pulled up the bloody head of the dead young tiger, and then slammed it into the sink. After such a repetition, I don't know whether it was five or six times, the sink collapsed.

The scum didn't care to help. They looked frightened and were completely stunned by Chen Liang's cruelty.

The trick of attacking the crowd with one is to preempt and hold the other party before they all start.

The arrogant dead tiger, covered with blood, stood up shakily holding the wall.

This guy is really a cruel man. He hasn't fallen yet at this time.

"Boy, I have to kill you, not just you. When I go out, your family, your horse and I won't let go!"

I don't know whether it's because of being infected by the environment or the attack of grievance. Looking at the mourning young tiger who is still shouting, Chen Liang's face is cold. He mentions the collapsed wash basin and hits it directly at the mourning young tiger.

"Bang!"

The five big and three thick mourning young tiger was forcibly smashed and lying on the ground.

The water rushed out of the broken water pipe, but it couldn't dilute the blood on the ground.

Chen Liang carrying the sink is like a murderer!

"Run, run!"

Several scum dead souls all took risks, and their lips trembled. Where could they care about the loss of young tiger, they rushed out of the bathroom.

Although his head was covered with blood, he didn't faint. It seemed that he was aware of the danger of his life and couldn't stand up. He had to climb out with all his strength.

The prisoners staring at the bathroom outside were holding their breath and listening to the movement inside, but who knows, they suddenly saw the dead young tiger crawling out in blood.

Where he climbed, he left a shocking blood line.

Without exception, all the prisoners in the prison turned pale!

Including Wu Zhiyuan.

Everyone looked at Chen Liang who came out of the bathroom intact. Who can imagine that the new boy is a fierce man more cruel than losing Biao?!

Especially those younger brothers who lost Biao were scared to pee.

The clever one immediately ran to the iron gate, shook the iron gate with suckling strength, and shouted at the corridor: "help! Help!!!"

Mourning Biao crawls forward like a dead dog. It seems that he wants to stay away from Chen Liang as far as possible, but Chen Liang always follows him without delay. Whenever he wants to get up, he will be kicked on the ground again by Chen Liang.

In the past, the bullying and bold young tiger found that he was afraid of death.

He had only one thought in his mind and prayed that the prison guard would come quickly.

Finally, the sound of hurried and disorderly footsteps came from the corridor outside, from far to near.

Then the door of the prison was opened and a group of prison guards on duty rushed in.

"All squat against the wall!"

Except for Chen Liang and the dead young tiger on the ground, everyone else did so.

"What's going on?"

The head of the prison guard was shocked when he found that the blood man on the ground was dead young tiger.

This guy has been dominating since he came in. Why did he fall into such a field?

"He wanted to attack me and I had to fight back in self-defense."

Chen Liang said calmly. After a vent, a lot of hostility in his heart was relieved.

The prison guards are very clear about the virtues of losing Biao. Naturally, they all understand that what Chen Liang said should be true, but losing Biao can't step on people, but it's really unexpected.

"Take him to the medical room for treatment."

He ordered his subordinates to carry away the mourning young tiger. The head of the prison guard looked at Chen Liang coldly.

"You come with me!"