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old fart jumped up from the bed, not avoiding a sound.

He strode to the head of Director Wang's bed. "Director Wang, wake up, we have something to do."

Director Wang turned over and opened his eyes. He looked at old fart and said, "I won't do it.

old fart never thought that Director Wang would actually give such an answer after thinking about it for so long.

He snorted, "I can do it without you. I don't believe that a pretty boy can go to heaven. "

Director Wang said in a low voice: "Do you think I and my brothers only ate for nothing?

Director Wang hugged his arms tightly, "With your ability, don't blame me for not advising you."

"Great!" Are you trying to act like an eagle when you can't even see a rabbit! "

old fart heard the hidden meaning behind Director Wang's words, "Alright, after this is over, I'll personally tell the old chief that if you don't reduce your punishment, I'll help you squat in the kiln."

"I wouldn't dare."

Director Wang turned his face away.

old fart stood at the side and wanted to make his own move.

But then, he thought about what the Director Wang had said.

Better to be safe, he returned.

"Tell me, how exactly are you going to help?"

old fart lied on top of Director Wang, "I can't possibly go out and find someone right now right?!"

"I've already prepared it for you."

Director Wang turned around and sat up, and gave a pen and a piece of paper to old fart, "Give me a note."

"Are you f * * king joking?!"

old fart was stunned, "What kind of documents am I writing?"

"Write: Today, I will kill Wu Dong and Zhao Chuanxi in the Watch Room. and then sign it. "

Director Wang's eyes were filled with eagerness.

"F * ck you!"

old fart almost flipped the table, "Do you really think I'm stupid!?"

"Do you like to write?"

Director Wang did not force him.

"What's the use of writing it?"

old fart carefully discussed this, "You can't possibly use these words to report me!"

"That's my problem."

Director Wang closed his eyes, "If you don't write a note, I won't be at ease."

"Alright!" "Just write it!"

old fart was not stupid, "But, you have to write your name down too."

"It's not impossible."

Director Wang sat up again, "I've already written it, I'm just waiting for you to sign!"

Only then did old fart realize that he had been tricked, and signed the paper that Director Wang had already written.

old fart threw the pen back to Director Wang: "Now, are you satisfied!"

The Director Wang put the paper back into his pocket, then shouted: "Brothers, plagiarize!"

The few prisoners around Director Wang all took out their weapons from under the bed.

This time, they were all using the same steel rod, and even divided into old fart and a few others.

One end of the steel bar had been sharpened to become as sharp as a thorn. It was an absolute killing weapon.

old fart could not help but say, "Director Wang, I admit my defeat. Where did you get all these guys? "

"Do you think laozi is a vegetarian?"

Director Wang stood up and took a steel bar, "I, your father, have been planning my revenge for some time. That Pu Zi with the surname Zhao is with Wu Dong, we cannot keep him. "

He said as he rapped the steel pipe on the bed, "Those with the surname Wu and the surname Zhao, get the f * ck up."

"Who was I!"

Wu Dong laid on the bed, "So it was a two-faced beast howling."

"Dr. Wu, I'll call you Dr. Wu again."

Director Wang was not the least bit angry, "Don't blame me too, we were also forced to do so. Who told you to offend someone you shouldn't have! "

"What makes you think you can kill me this time?"

Wu Dong sat up, looked at old fart and his group, "Just him?"

"You brat, you still dare to be arrogant even in the face of death!"

The old fart scolded, "Today, Grandpa will send you to the west."

Director Wang stopped old fart for a moment and said, "I know you're powerful, Wu. But I won't fight a battle that I have no confidence in. "

He gestured to the people on both sides, "Brothers, show that guy to Dr. Wu."

Suddenly, Zhao Chuanxi, who was on the lower bunk, laughed coldly. Mouse and rifle, nothing to do with this guy. "

He sat up.

Wu Dong was interested, he wanted to see Zhao Chuanxi's skill.

"Old Zhao, do you want to go first, or should I?"

Wu Dong said to Zhao Chuanxi, "This time they have someone, how arrogant!"

"It's useless even if you have people on your side. Even if a bunch of trash like you were to use guns."

Zhao Chuanxi said lightly.

His tone was as if he had nothing to do with the matter and completely did not take old fart and Director Wang seriously.

"Fuck, I've underestimated you."

Director Wang scolded, he never thought that Zhao Chuanxi would be so fearless in the face of danger.

Zhao Chuanxi stood up, taking off the prison uniform on his body, revealing the muscles underneath the veins that were popping out: "Dr. Wu, just leave these scumbags to me."

Wu Dong nodded: "Don't worry, even if we can't get out, I can take care of your daughter's matter."

Zhao Chuanxi cupped his hands and strode towards Director Wang.

The group of people were suddenly forced back by Zhao Chuanxi's explosive aura, they retreated a few steps, but the people behind immediately bumped into the wall behind them.

"So many people are afraid of just one person?"

Director Wang shouted, "Brothers, attack!"

The two prisoners standing at the very front brandished their sharp steel bars, one of them smashing fiercely and the other thrusting towards Zhao Chuanxi's abdomen.

Zhao Chuanxi retracted his waist, and threw a punch towards the head of the prisoner who was about to stab him.

He grabbed the steel bar and smashed it into the knees of the two prisoners.

The two prisoners fell to the ground.

"What?"

Director Wang shouted, "Today, even if I have to suppress him, I will still crush him to death."

When the prisoners rushed forward, Director Wang and the old fart also brought their steel bars and went to the side to fight.

Zhao Chuanxi was surrounded, with one step, he jumped up like a fist.

In the narrow corridor of the cell, it was difficult for the three of them to walk side by side.

Now that they were surrounded, it was even more crowded.

Zhao Chuanxi shrunk his neck, his limbs moving nimbly, two fists in front of him.

His sudden moves were all fatal points.

If he didn't hit him on the temple, he would hit him in the stomach.

The force of his fists were not small, and almost no one could withstand three of his punches.

Two more prisoners fell to the ground. Zhao Chuanxi kicked them away.

The remaining prisoners pulled apart, one in front and one behind. They held onto the steel bars, not daring to move forward.

Director Wang shouted: "Close your eyes!"

As he said that, he suddenly took out a bag of powder and sprinkled it on Zhao Chuanxi.

In the white mist, the air was suffocating.

The prison was originally dark, so he couldn't see anything.

Director Wang and old fart saw that they could not lose the opportunity, and rushed forward with the steel bars. Even if they could not stab one to death, they would at least stab the cripple.

The two of them rushed to the middle and felt a gust of wind by their ears. They swung their two rough arms to the sides and smashed right into the ears of old fart and Director Wang.

The two of them felt their heads buzz, and they couldn't even stand properly.

Director Wang suddenly felt his arm tighten, and his body flew out.

Zhao Chuanxi threw Director Wang out with a shoulder throw.

old fart wanted to say something, but his chin suddenly trembled, as if he had knocked onto concrete.

Zhao Chuanxi raised his elbow, causing old fart's chin to be knocked backwards.

When the smoke dissipated, they saw a greyish white Zhao Chuanxi standing in the middle, surrounded by prisoners who looked like they were on the verge of death.

He shook the lime from his body, went back to his bed, put on his prison uniform, and lay down again to sleep.

Wu Dong smiled, he did not speak and also lied down to sleep, as if nothing had happened just now.

Wu Dong didn't have much experience, he had once talked about this with an old martial arts expert at the back mountain of New Port City.

Zhao Chuanxi had only fought for a few minutes, but he had already changed a few fighting techniques.

There are both traditional martial arts in the hard school, but also a number of ruthless and direct Thai boxing, tendon-dividing and bone-breaking techniques.

He really couldn't see through this person.

Zhao Chuanxi didn't like to speak, and kept his past experiences even more hidden.

Wu Dong did not ask further, and was more than happy to not make a move.