Chapter 167： Riot, 阎罗王发飙

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Chapter 167 riots, the king of the king

The fourth car ore was dumped into a big truck. The squad led by King Luo had already completed the task. After pushing another car, everyone could score three points. There are still a lot of time left. Everyone is very energetic. According to this efficiency, they can accumulate at least twelve points!

A few rough men were happy to be flattered before the King of Jurassic, and suddenly heard a noise from the mining area.

"Brother, it seems that someone is fighting!" Nanxun immediately said.

As soon as he looked down, he pushed the car carrying Nanxun and flew over in a few big steps.

In a hidden corner of the mine, the prisoners circled around.

When Nanxun saw this familiar situation, his look suddenly changed. He quickly dialed in and went in. After seeing the situation in the circle, his eyes widened and the whole person was stupid.

I saw a man in the gravel lying on his back. He was covered with blood and his head was opened by a stone. The blood was flowing out, and the gray coat was dyed red and bloody.

When Nanxun arrived, the population vomited blood and twitched. After a few white eyes, he swallowed.

Nanxun felt a cool intention to pour his feet from the head and shuddered.

This man and he had only seen this morning when he was released from the wind. It was the prisoner who asked him to cover him.

In Nan Min’s mind, there was still an expression of the uncle’s excitement after he agreed to bless him. His old eyes were filled with tears, and his eyes were filled with the yearning for a new life.

He said that there is still an old mother in his family. There are two children underneath. His wife is taking care of the children. He is very grateful. He has to go back and take care of them and take up the responsibility of the head of the family.

He thanked Jurassic before he left, but as he turned and ran away, his eyes turned to Nanxun, with a deep gratitude. When he was eating at noon, he saw Nanxun and said hello to him friendlyly. He smiled very well.

But this is a person who, when he was about to be released from prison in two months, had an accident. He was stoned with his head, his head was broken, and he swallowed under the indifference of a group of prisoners.

Nanxun jerked his head up, his red eyes looked toward the people around him, and there was an indescribable hatred in his heart.

"Who did it?" Milo suddenly spoke, and the cold voice blew through the chill of the bones.

When Nanxun heard this, he couldn’t help but look at the next side of the Miluo. He glanced over a group of people with a gaze, and the light in his eyes became a sharp knife. The big hanging palms didn’t know when they had clenched. Fist, the blue veins on the upper arm are exposed, one drum and one drum.

The people in the circle subconsciously stepped back, but no one spoke.

The corner of the mouth was slightly raised, but the sound was even colder than before. "Whenever I ask again, who did it?"

Everyone brushed their heads and no one spoke.

Luo Luo snorted, his eyes suddenly slammed, and several big steps rushed toward one of them, directly picking up the big head and slamming his head against the stone.

There was a **** hole in the head, and the blood went straight out.

The scream of the man, "Grandfather is forgiving, my grandfather is forgiving! I said, I said!"

Nanxun noticed that this person's hand was stained with blood, and could not help but suspect that this person is one of the murderers. I don't know if Milo saw the blood on his back, so he shot him.

Just as the man changed his mouth, the crowd suddenly rushed out of seven or eight strong men, and went straight to the past.

Nanxun’s look changed and he hurried out loudly, “Come careful!”

The head of the Luo Luo seemed to have long eyes, not waiting for the first person to come close, and suddenly turned around, and a fist slammed on the man's eyes, then grabbed the man's collar and picked up the man and squatted on the stone on the ground.

The man said less than 180 kilograms, but the whole person was like a chicken, and was easily picked up by the King of Jurassic. He crossed the air for a half circle and then went out.

Hey, hey, hehe...

Luo Luo did not keep his hands, grabbed the head and slammed into the stone, and slammed into the dozens and twentys. The prisoner’s head became **** and blurred.

The prisoners were so scared that they didn't dare to breathe a sigh of relief. They even saw the blood mixed with pulpy meat, which was disgusting.

Nancy also opened his mouth and stood in the same place.

The latter inmates were obviously scared by the fierceness of King Luo, but the bows had no turning back. They resisted the fear in their hearts and rushed to the king.

Jurassic picked up the big head on the ground, and smashed toward the front three people. The three people in front of him were blocked. He slammed his chest to the chest behind him, and the man seemed to move all the way, on the spot. Hold your chest and lick your body like a locust.

The thick ankles were placed on the man's feet, and there was no hindrance to his actions. He recruited poisonous clothes and looked at him with a heavy ankle.

After finishing this man, Milo swept another, tripping the other two, and then picking up one hand, and fiercely slammed toward the ground, mammoth.

He seems to have forgotten that he is holding an individual in his hand and squatting on the ground like a dead object, as if he had to use a human hammer in his hand to pull a crack in the ground before he stopped.

The other three were scared by the scorpion of King Luo, and turned and ran.

When Wang Luo’s eyes were stunned, he flipped over one and directly licked the back necks of the remaining two people, grabbed their necks, and lifted them all up until the two men even rolled their eyes and slammed their tongues. Hit it and pick it up again, then hit it again, until the head turns into a sloppy watermelon.

"Brother, be careful!" Nan Hao slammed back to God and could not help but exclaim.

The man who had been smashed to the ground just now endured the pain of the shift of the internal organs. When he lifted a large stone, he would go to the back of the head.

Nancy did not think about it, the whole person jumped up and slammed his feet to his back.

The man squatted, the stone in his hand did not hold steady, and he squatted on his own foot. He screamed and slammed his body and slammed his face toward the south face.

Nanxun wanted to take a big step back. He forgot that his ankle was too short. He only avoided a small half step. He quickly went to hide, but he was still a step late. He was rubbed by the big fist and hurt. He almost bit his tongue.

"Specially looking for death!" Nan Hao spit a blood on the ground.

"Little white!" Miluo wanted to solve the man in the past, but he didn't want an undead prisoner to hug his calf.

In the eyes of Milo, he suffocated and lifted the other foot directly, and he reached his stomach.

The man was twitching, and the hands holding the legs were never loose.

When Milo lifted a stone, he smashed into the hand of the dead man, and his hands were **** and bloody, and the plasma splashed on his face.