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"Kang Dang."

The iron door closed again and locked.

The prisoners in the cell are all cleaning up,

Sang Biao, who returned to the prison, glanced coldly at Chen Liang, who was also busy, and then returned to his bed to continue lying down.

Kill the new kid and save his mother.

Although the strange man did not give himself any guarantee, as the other party said, he had no choice.

Sangbiao lay on the bed with pillows in both hands, staring at the surveillance probe at the door of the prison, his eyes darkened, and his murderous intent gradually floated.

Everyone worked together to tidy up the prison and the prison guards came to check it again and they were satisfied, so Chen Liang would not be hungry the first day he came here.

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

Others are busy with their own affairs, some are reading the newspaper, some are chatting.

Chen Liang, who had just arrived, walked to the only'old acquaintance' in the prison.

"How did you get in?"

When he came to Wu Zhiyuan's bed, he smiled and asked, like a friend's greeting.

He has a bad memory, but Wu Zhiyuan will not forget that he lost a hand and why he fell here. He gritted his teeth and said cruelly: "It's your shit!"

Chen Liang didn't take it seriously, looking at the original gambler who was sitting on the bed miserably and sadly, and said calmly: "There is no other place here, there is one more friend, and there is a caregiver."

The tortured Wu Zhiyuan sneered and glanced at the prison tyrant lying there.

"You have been hated by Sangbiao, whoever is with you will be unlucky! Don't hurt me!"

When Chen Liang heard this, he couldn't say anything.

He and Wu Zhi are far from being enemies of life and death, and the other side's end is indeed miserable enough. He came here out of kindness, but Wu Zhi is far from appreciative, and he has nothing to do.

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

Always pay attention to his disappointment, knowing that the opportunity is here.

There is no surveillance probe in the bathroom, and nothing will be discovered.

With gloomy eyes, Sang Biao immediately got up, pushed away the younger brother who was massaging himself, got out of bed quickly, and followed Chen Liang silently.

A few scumbags who were stubbornly looking at each other glanced at each other and immediately gathered around, following the steps of the older brother.

Everyone in the prison noticed the change in atmosphere, feeling nervous and excited, staring intently at the direction of the bathroom.

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

It was obvious that Sang Biao wanted to attack Chen Liang and establish authority. Both of them were his enemies. No matter who was unlucky, he would love to hear about it.

Inside the bathroom.

As soon as Chen Liang came to the sink, Sang Biao and a few younger brothers touched in and blocked behind him.

"Boy, let you lick your father's feet at that time. If you don't lick it, then I won't blame him for giving you a color."

Sang Biao's eyes were ferocious, but he was not just teaching the newcomer a lesson like the prisoners outside and his little brother imagined. In his eyes, Sen Han's murderous intent was clearly shining.

In the prison, fights between prisoners are commonplace. Missing to kill this kid is not a death sentence. It is worth changing his mother's life!

Sangbiao, who had made his decision, had a tyrannical expression, raised his sturdy arm and pinched Chen Liang's neck with his hand.

Chen Liang reacted quickly and immediately moved a step sideways.

He expected that the other party would not let go, but the murderous intent in the other party's eyes was still somewhat beyond his expectations.

This prison tyrant wants to kill himself.

Are the current prisoners so brutal?

Avoiding Sang Biao's hand, Chen Liang swept the dregs behind his eyes.

He wasn't sure to deal with so many people in one breath. If he didn't fight quickly and waited for the opponent to pounce together, it would be really hard to tell the consequences.

After all, he doesn't have a sand eagle standing beside him now.

Without further ado, Chen Liang raised his hand to hold down Sangbiao's bald head, and then slammed it towards the sink.

"boom!"

Hearing a muffled sound, Sang Biao's head violently hit the hard wash basin, and his head was bled.

The few scumbags behind were dumbfounded.

This is just the beginning.

In front of these people, Chen Liang pulled up Sangbiao's bloody head, and then slammed it towards the sink. Repeatedly, after five or six times, the sink collapsed.

A few scumbags could still help, their expressions were horrified, and they were completely frightened by Chen Liang's brutality.

The trick to an enemy is that before the opponent has all done their hands, they will be the first to take the initiative and calm the opponent.

The dazzling and mighty Sangbiao was full of blood, and stood up shaking while holding on to the wall.

This servant is indeed a cruel man, and he hasn't fallen down yet at this time.

"Boy, you have to kill you, not just you, your family, your horse, and Lao Tzu will not let go of them after you go out!"

I don't know if it was because of being infected by the environment or the resentment of being wronged this time. Looking at Sangbiao who was still clamoring, Chen Liang's face was cold, he lifted the broken sink, and then slammed it straight at Sangbiao.

"Hey!"

The five-and-three-thin Sangbiao was smashed to the ground.

The water blasted out from the broken water pipe, but it didn't wash away the blood on the ground.

Chen Liang carrying the sink is like a killer!

"Run, run!"

Several dregs and dead souls all appeared, their lips trembled, and they rushed out of the bathroom where they could take care of them.

Although Sangbiao, who was really able to support his thick skin, was bloody, he was not unconscious. He seemed to be aware of the danger to his life, and he could not stand up and could only crawl out with all his strength.

The prisoners outside staring at the bathroom were listening to the movement inside with breath-holding, but who knows suddenly saw Sang Biao crawling out in blood.

Wherever he climbed, a shocking blood line was left.

Without exception, the prisoners in the prison were all discolored!

Including Wu Zhiyuan.

Everyone dullly watched Chen Liang walking out of the bathroom intact. Who would have imagined that this new kid was actually a fierce man who was worse than Sangbiao?!

Especially those little brothers of Sang Biao, are almost scared to pee.

Ingenious, he immediately ran to the iron gate, shook the iron gate desperately, and shouted into the corridor hoarsely: "Help! Help!!!"

Sang Biao crawled forward like a dead dog, seeming to want to stay away from Chen Liang as much as possible, but Chen Liang always followed behind him in a hurry. Whenever he wanted to get up, Chen Liang would kick him again. Kick on the ground.

Biao Ye, who used to be aggressive and bold, discovered that he was afraid of death.

He has only one thought in his mind now, praying that the prison guard will come over quickly.

Finally, the sound of rapid and messy footsteps came from the corridor outside, from far to near.

Immediately after the cell door was opened, a group of guards on duty rushed in.

"All squat against the wall!"

Except for Chen Liang and Sang Biao on the ground, everyone else followed suit.

"what happened?"

The prison guard leader found that the blood man on the ground was actually horrified, and he was a little frightened.

This servant has been dominating the king and hegemony since he came in, why did he fall into such a field?

"He wants to attack me, I have to fight back in self-defense."

Chen Liang said calmly, and after a vent, the hostility in his heart was relieved a lot.

The prison guards knew all about Sangbiao's virtues, and naturally understood that what Chen Liang said should be the truth, but Sangbiao was stepped on instead of stepping on people.

"Send him to the infirmary for treatment."

He ordered his subordinates to carry Sang Biao away, and the prison guard head looked at Chen Liang with cold eyes.

"You come with me!"