Chapter 36

The scuffle is fierce here.

However, Duan Xin's mind is delicate. He has noticed that many killers are sneaking in. Obviously, he wants to take advantage of the scuffle to lay a black hand on himself. Therefore, he always defends himself, dodges and attacks through tables and chairs, and tries not to let himself fall too deep into each other.

At the moment, several prison guards wanted to control the scene, but they were blocked out by prisoners or companions. They saw their companions waving batons and shouting outside the door, as if they were really in a hurry and helpless. They were a little surprised, but they soon understood their intention when they saw the warden watching leisurely in the safe house above.

The prisoners who didn't want to participate couldn't get out, so they had to hide and wait. They thought it might cause prison riots and then trigger a strong siege by prison guards, so they simply squatted in the corner with their heads in their arms, indicating that they were just weak chickens, and only Malone continued to eat his breakfast.

"Go to hell!"

A man sneaked into the back of Duan Xin's head, fast and cruel. It seemed that Duan Xin in front of him suddenly tilted his head and turned around to fan his neck. The latter's head involuntarily hit the table and suddenly burst out a pool of blood. Then Duan Xin kicked him to the crowd behind him. The terrible force immediately knocked down three. The bald guy's eyelids jumped and roared: "kill him!"

More than a dozen prisoners attacked again and rushed to Duanxin from the left and right or even from the table.

As soon as Duan Xin twisted his hands, the dinner plate turned into a twist. This strength stunned the prisoners, and the momentum decreased slightly. While Duan Xin swept out to the incoming prisoners, they immediately fell like they were hit by a steel bar hammer. A tragic guy hit the wall and fell. The squeeze between his body and the wall immediately deformed his arm. The fine sound showed that it was a comminuted fracture.

Duan Xin didn't even look at them. He waved his dinner plate, Mahua and attacked violently. After the noise, there was a scream and blood. He started very hard. Adhering to the attack method of "master" Luo Yi, he was simple and direct, and tried to defeat the enemy with one move.

A big man split his legs in the air. He was very fierce and had the style of breaking the water flow. Duan Xin's eyes flashed. The thin left hand was put on the horizontal frame. His momentum was not very outstanding and he was a little busy.

A large number of prisoners are beaming, and the rampant boy will eventually pay the price.

Boom!

The body in the air stopped for a short time, and the big man's eyes were constantly enlarged. No one could understand his feeling at this time, just like when he kicked a piece of steel exposed on the ground, it was unable to shake, and the pain stirred the touch of the heart at the same time.

In the sound of a bone crack, the big man fell to the ground quickly, rolled wildly, howled bitterly, and a stream of blood was continuously shot from the broken leg. The scene was very scary and terrible.

Duan Xin just shook his left arm!

The next second, Duan Xin kicked him out again.

The three couldn't dodge. They were hit and squatted, and then rolled and rolled.

Duan Xin raised his hand and said, "come again!"

Looking at the prisoner swallowing saliva, Malone said faintly: "embarrassed!"

In the deep stimulation, several prisoners, like crazy dogs, roared and killed from Duan Xin's front, left and right. The spoons, chicken bones and dinner plates in Duan Xin's hands were smashed together. Duan Xin's dinner plates were quickly swept out and swept through everyone's wrists without any fancy. Suddenly, the arms of four prisoners fell down.

Another prisoner also caught Duan Xin, and several other prisoners seized the opportunity and rushed to Duan Xin. Duan Xin's thin body was buried in an instant.

Just when people felt that Duan Xin was bound to die, there was only a startling explosion in the earrings. On the scene, they saw that all the prisoners were rocked up, blooming like petals, revealing Duan Xin's central arms.

Like a demon breaking through the earth.

The prisoners behind dare not approach again.

At this time, Duan Xin's blood burst all over his body and face, making his originally handsome face look particularly ferocious and terrible. His whole body exudes a threatening momentum. Dozens of people surround him without fear. Moreover, in which direction he goes further, the prisoners in that direction will step back. As soon as he moves forward, the prisoners will withdraw one after another in fear.

"Lying trough!" The bald guy's mouth twitched, and even his scalp seemed to twitch. Unexpectedly, the new chick was so domineering.

Malone still kept smiling, didn't do anything, and didn't mean to help. He believed that Duan Xin had no problem cleaning up these ordinary prisoners, but he wanted to see if Duan Xin, who had fought hard, still had the strength to resist the attack of the eight killers.

"Don't come here!"

The bald guy shrank back in fear, but he found that several people rushed out after Duan's heart and body. His eyes flashed. He knew all these people and could call him big brother at ordinary times, but they were ordinary and unexpected. At this time, they were so righteous? In his daze, he saw that the prisoners shook their right hands and had more similar cloth wrapped sharp blades in their palms.

The bald guy's face changed greatly. He smelled the smell of death. These people's eyes were fierce and their steps were consistent. They were far from being comparable to the bee camp ant team, and they could also get sharp blades. Obviously, they were all people with backgrounds, but they went astray.

He was shocked inside and wondered whether he had bullied them and whether he would lead them to kill Duan Xin before he became himself.

Duan Xin turned his head and saw that these were first-class experts. He also concluded that the enemy had arranged to kill himself. Therefore, he stroked the twist on the dinner plate again to make the tip sharper.

Under the warden's frown, a man jumped high and stabbed Duanxin's head with a sharp blade in his hand.

Duan Xin sneered and swung the plate against him.

However, the man skillfully made the real move empty. As soon as he spun his wrist, the sharp blade changed his way in an instant, and rowed to Duanxin's wrist like lightning.

No one doubts that this will not cut off Duan Xin's hand.

Even he felt so, because he had succeeded in this move. He clearly crossed Duanxin's wrist, and he also sighed with disdain.

But to everyone's surprise, there was no scream, no blood!

There is only one red mark on Duanxin's wrist!

The murderer was very surprised. He admitted that the sharp blade in his hand was not so sharp, but with his cultivation, he asked himself that it was okay to cut off his hand. However, how could Duanxin not even get out of the wound?

Has his muscle density reached the level of golden bell jar and iron cloth shirt?

"Your shot is not as strong as you think!" Duan Xin's words were slow, but his hand was very fast. When the meal plate was smashed, it hit the murderer's wrist with a clear click. The latter made a dull hum, and the sharp blade separated from his interrupted hand, rotating and lightning shot at an unlucky guy nearby.

Poof.

Before the murderer could see it clearly, he felt a chill in his shoulder, and then he had severe pain. Looking down, his companion's sharp blade was cutting into his shoulder. It was three points into the bone and splashed hot blood. He drank bitterly and angrily, but it was difficult to raise his arm if he wanted to kill in the past.