When Dean was silently huddling in the corner and polishing his weapons, the guy who had helped the fat man clean up his brother suddenly came over and said quietly: "Do you want to resist?"

The smell of heather came towards him as the guy's mouth opened.

Dean subconsciously held his breath and did not answer.

Seeing this.

The guy continued: "My name is Sada. Fatty is a slim guy. If you still want to go out to breathe fresh air, you have to learn from me. Don't try to resist, otherwise once he is still alive, you will die.

Very miserable!"

Wow~

He is actually a kind guy.

Dean grinned at Sada: "You are hiding your right hand under you, thinking that if I fail to attack, you can take me in time and please the fat man who feeds you milk every day?"

"What?"

Sada subconsciously shrank his right hand, and his pretty face showed just the right doubt, but his heart felt like he was overturned and extremely shocked!

Why did this guy who just entered prison see through his little thoughts at a glance?

The next moment.

A sharp thing pierced Sada's throat.

Sada felt all his strength and wanted to burst out with the stinging pain.

Dean didn't give him a chance, used his weight to bully him, covered his mouth with one hand, and stirred the spikes that pierced Sada's throat with the other hand, enlarging the wound, causing a large number of blood bubbles to block the other's throat, causing suffocation

.

Wow!!!

The wail of death was blocked in the throat full of blood blisters.

Sada's eyes were filled with blood, and it was as bright as blood.

Resentment, shock, nostalgia.

It's hard to imagine.

In the more than ten seconds of a person's life countdown, his eyes can reveal so many emotions.

However, Dean looked at Sada coldly until the bloodshot eyes were completely frozen, his pupils spread, and he lost the glory of life spirituality. He let go of his hands and pulled out the black-red iron nails.

joke!

This guy actually wants to deceive himself as soon as he wakes up, and he just watches himself from all directions!

When both sides start fighting.

Dean saw the jealousy and ruthlessness that Sada showed towards himself in his eyes!

This guy obviously felt jealous when he saw both sides fighting for him, and was worried that he would take away his position as his beloved concubine in the fat man, so he had bad intentions.

Sada's final reaction also verified this point.

Of course, if you guess wrong, Dean won't feel guilty.

Inside the prison.

Guilt is the mercy of the strong to the weak.

Because in prison, a real strong man will not give others the chance to feel guilty about himself!

I would rather kill the wrong one than let it go.

This is the responsibility for one's own life!

Smelling a faint smell of blood.

Dean took a deep breath in comfort.

The taste of heather is not your own, it really makes people feel disgusting.

It's still the smell of blood that makes me enjoy!

Refresh!

Take a break.

Dean, who had recovered most of his physical fitness, refocused himself on the group rack where someone had already fallen.

There was already a silent message here, and one was sent away.

The seven people in the melee have only fallen three times now, and they can only be counted as blood and minor injuries. I guess they can get up and continue fighting after lying on for a while.

If the prison guards don't come to deal with it.

This melee will not stop without more than ten minutes!

Just amid the wailing and fighting.

The fat man seemed to be unable to bear the physical strength. He roared and roared, and hugged the two iron pipes that he had hit hard, holding the strong man who wanted to take off Radean's shorts at the beginning, and suddenly crashed into the door of the room.

There was a loud bang.

There was a vibration in the whole room.

Several cracks appeared directly at the thick door with wooden iron and at the joints of the door cracks.

I guess if I do it a few more times, I will be unable to withstand the breakup.

The strong man was also hit hard by the fat man with his body shape, and his eyes turned pale, and a stream of "spicy soup" wrapped in undigested substances such as stomach acid was sprayed out of his mouth, which smeared the fat man's face.

“FK!”

"You bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

The fat man was furious, subconsciously closed his eyes, opened his mouth and yelled, hugged the strong man's hands, and even strangled his mind to kill the other party.

"Good opportunity!"

Dean's eyes lit up, and he was about to take the opportunity to touch him and give him a little.

The strong man's chest was squeezed with great force, and another mouthful of soup was sprayed out, filling the fat man's roaring mouth.

"Boss!"

The two young men who were still standing, saw that their boss was so miserable, raised the steel pipe in their hands and slapped the fat man's head fiercely, and directly opened the other party!

In pain.

The fat man choked his throat subconsciously

When he realized that he had eaten the vomit from the strong man in front of him, the few people in the room could vaguely hear the tightening sound of prison uniforms.

“Haha~”

"Ah hahahaha!"

Amid the faint laughter of a man, the only little brother who was still standing, had a pale face and rolled and crawled to the bottom of the dirty bed, as if he would be torn apart by a beast if he was one step slower.

Dean, who wanted to take the opportunity to attack, also felt a chill.

He was surprised and suspicious. He didn't care about the fisherman's profit. He followed the fat guy's appearance and retracted back to the corner, covering Sada's body that he had killed him and pretended to be dead.

The next moment.

Crunch ~

A crisp sound of bones made the chaotic and noisy room completely quiet.

This moment.

Whether it was the prisoner lying on the ground, or the two strong men who had just held a steel pipe and attacked the fat man, they all widened their eyes and were stunned.

I saw that the strong man who was vomiting sour water just now had its hardest forehead, which had sunken down, and his thick neck turned 180 degrees and was directly facing behind him.

His whole body, like a torn doll, was weakly held in the fat man's arms. Except for the remaining muscle twitching, no one would think he was still alive after seeing it.

"Hehehe, one person, one hundred thousand dollars, one hundred thousand dollars!"

The fat man wiped his face full of sour vomit, threw down the corpse that was not moving on his hand, turned his head with a grim smile, and could directly tap the big fat hand of the basketball, grab a scared little brother's head, and pull it hard

While facing yourself, turn the other hand in the opposite direction.

Click ~

Another corpse with a twisted neck hit the ground.

My little brother faced upwards, but his face was sideways to the ground at a strange angle of more than 90 degrees, and his mouth was squirming. He wanted to say something, but he only spit out unstoppable blood foam. He twitched for a few times and then stopped moving!

"This power!"

Dean gasped.

This fat man is probably no worse than Bill at the time.

The key is that my current body is similar to my previous life and I feel sick.

Relying on the nails on your hands.
To be continued...