When a man encounters troubles, he wants to light a cigarette. He happens to have something in his hand. While thinking about things, Zhang Yifei unpacks the cigarette.

But as soon as a cigarette was lit, someone came over and pulled the cigarette bag into his hands.

"I've smoked myself? Why, I don't know the rules for the first time I've come here?" I looked up and saw the one who grabbed the cigarette. He was shaved with a short inch and a mouthful of yellow teeth, and he looked like he was in his forties.

As he spoke, he completely tore open a cigarette bag with only a small hole, took out the cigarette and threw it a few to the two people behind him, and put one in his mouth. The two people behind him were younger, one in their twenties and the other thirty years old, with strange animals tattooed on their necks, all of which looked like green skin.

"No wink, fire!" After putting the smoke into his mouth, the man continued to roar at Zhang Yifei.

"Yan." He was already full of trouble, but now he was in trouble. Zhang Yifei was in a bad mood - he had no clue about the matter of the insect, and the case was coming again - according to his understanding of this kind of serious case, if he really couldn't find the reason for the matter, he would definitely have to give a person who was guilty to the crime to come out to a stable situation. This is an old tradition.

Moreover, he is the most suitable for taking the crime with a criminal case, but it is very persuasive and can use the cases he has done before to attract public hatred, so his irritability accumulates a little bit.

"I said it's hot!" The man saw Zhang Yifei stubbornly and said in a stressful tone.

The second voice was very loud, attracting the attention of some people around him. Zhang Yifei looked up and found that twenty or thirty people were stuffed into this small detention center at this time. Not to mention the serious overcrowding, there were many students of eighteen or nineteen years old. Moreover, even a very important suspect like him was not closed to a single room, which also shows the full load here.

"I said cigarette." After looking at the students around him, Zhang Yifei drooped his eyelids again, took off half of the lit cigarette, and then spit out, "I know why some people can stay in the phone for a long time, and some people can only be arrogant for two or three days? If you want to bully newcomers, you should also know to see it first and then ask."

"Look at the expressions of the new people, especially their eyes. Finally, I asked indirectly about the reasons for the crime and what they had committed. Is it easy to tell a lie?" Zhang Yifei pinched the cigarette butt with his right hand and spread his palm with his left hand. "The cell is the same as in society. People who have no eyesight at all will never be able to make a long-term stay. I am in a bad mood now and have no time to talk to you more nonsense. You either put the cigarette on my left hand or I poke your eyes blind with my right hand. Anyway, it is useless for you to have these eyes."

"Choose." After the last sentence, Zhang Yifei stared at the eyes of the hunched boss.

In the first second, the man's eyes softened, showing an undetectable fear. Then he looked behind him and saw the students staring at his back. He became brave and yelled with a harsh and timid voice: "I'll fuck your mother, little bastard!"

While shouting, he went to wrap Zhang Yifei's neck and wanted to have a sudden attack.

But Zhang Yifei would not give him a chance. He spread his left hand and grabbed the man's arm. Then he raised his right hand and inserted a cigarette butt into the man's eye socket. The cigarette butt that had not yet been extinguished was extinguished in the man's eye socket with a "swallowing" sound.

A burnt smell and a terrifying scream came from the air.

Seeing this, the two followers behind the buzz cut saw this. The one in their twenties was a little cowardly and didn't dare to get on. The older one in their thirties quickly stepped forward and punched Zhang Yifei in the face.

Zhang Yifei faced the man's fist and did not retreat or dodge. He tripped him with a stutter, then took a step forward, and stomped on his nose the moment the man fell to the ground. A series of "cracks" sounds came from his feet, and the soles of his feet instantly sank four or five centimeters, making him frown.

The reason for frowning was that the weight of the foot seemed to be beyond his expectations.

In theory, if you step on a person's nose, you will definitely lose your fighting ability. The nose and chin are the dizzy parts of the boxing attack, and Zhang Yifei grasped it very accurately. But no matter how hard he started, this kick would at most break the bridge of the nose. A "crack" sound was enough. The "crack" sound of firecrackers made him feel something was wrong, and the soft feeling of stepping into the mud made him even more confused.

Subconsciously raised his feet and looked at his feet. Even if Zhang Yifei saw the tragic scene, he raised his eyebrows unconsciously.

What's going on?

The man below was actually stomped with one foot, and his nose was completely trapped into the facial bone, which was shattered completely - it was really shattered. The flesh on his face was wrinkled like a bun skin because of the support of the bones. One eyeball was directly stepped out by the foot just now. Perhaps because the pressure in the skull was too high, the ball bounced out of the eye socket. If it weren't for the nerves in the eye, it would probably fly out directly from Zhang Yifei's feet.

"Wow!" Seeing this scene, the young skin in his twenties who was closest to him vomited all over the floor, and the shocking screams of the students rang out in the detention center.

They covered their mouths, stared at them, and unconsciously stepped backwards. Even the buzz-cut man who had been shouting before had forgotten the pain in his eyes at this moment, and rolled and crawled away from Zhang Yifei.

"Why is it so powerful?" Squatted down and looked at the man's dirty face frame on the ground. Zhang Yifei thought of the monster he had encountered before and the bug that had penetrated into his mind.

"Is it related to that thing?" He stood up because the time was too short and the successive changes, so he didn't have the heart to feel the difference in his body. But now he calmed down and felt it carefully. He could feel that the body seemed very different from before. He clenched his fists hard, and the skin rubbed, and the power was more than several times larger.

"The strength is a little bit bigger, but the trouble is even more serious." After letting go of the hand that clenched his fist, Zhang Yifei breathed a long sigh. As for the current situation, this change in physical fitness is not something that is particularly fortunate. After all, he was in prison and had an unclear murder case. The murder case of dozens of people must be a very serious criminal case, and the real "murderer" is dead. In that chaos, if the police cannot tell anything, or if they tell it, and in order to "appease" the public's emotions, they must explain a living person, and they will be very dangerous.

But even though it was very dangerous, because the case was really vague, he still had some room for maneuver - but now, in the detention center, he killed one person directly in front of so many people, and with the previous things, he could not be clear about it, and he would be in a desperate situation and would have no room for maneuver.

What if you have several times stronger physical fitness? How confident can you run away in front of live ammunition with guns? Will you be wanted to cause trouble for yourself after running away? And the end of the world is approaching, and there are still many things to do outside. Even if it seems not the end of zombies now, it is always easier for those who make first-hand preparations to survive.

While Zhang Yifei was thinking about it, the small iron gate of the detention center was opened again. The prison guards attracted by the noise immediately called others after seeing the situation inside. Then a burst of shouting and dense footsteps came from outside. The door of the prison cell was opened, and several armed policemen with live ammunition held their hands at the door.

Have you used the armed police system? It seems that it has been really messy recently. Zhang Yifei glanced outside the door and knew that it was not the time to take risks. Then he raised his hands on the spot and made a harmless posture. Then his hands were locked by the arrival of the prison guard and his feet were shackled.

Not to mention the shackles, many people think that they are not in the detention center. In fact, in the 1980s, this kind of thing was very popular. When many serious prisoners came, they had to take 18 kilograms of shackles and walk barefoot on the cinder ground. They all fell down their feet and their skin was blooming. Even the people in the evil path had to kneel down honestly.

Now there is no such torture, but it is still easy to find a pair of big shackles in such a large detention center. After Zhang Yifei was completely scolded, the interrogation captain who had left before came over with a man in his forties.

Needless to say, the one in front is the detention director.

After the man came, he saw the blood and corpses on the ground. He was very angry. While shouting, "The city bureau leader is coming, and he made such a trick for me." He used a vague way to imply that other prison guards should "control" this person well. While he was speaking, there was another commotion outside, and he heard the voices coming in - the police chief and the city bureau leader were already here.

"Hurry up and get the person out, don't worry about it here!" Hearing this sound, the director directed two prison guards to pull Zhang Yifei and push him out, and his shackles were pulled on the concrete floor, making a "ding-bell-ding-bell" sound.

After walking a few corners after leaving the cell, he came to the door of the interrogation room. Unfortunately, the head of the municipal bureau, the police chief, arrived here, surrounded by others.

The Public Security Bureau Director is also a middle-aged man in his forties. He has an ordinary face. He cannot see the kind of resilience described in the novel and cannot see the official spirit. However, he is not a bloated belly, but a middle-aged man with a somewhat capable temperament. The first moment Zhang Yifei saw him, he felt a strong sense of familiarity. This familiar feeling was very inexplicable - it was like seeing a similar person.

(The new book is open, thank you for your support. Thank you for your rewards. No matter how many it is, it is a good start. But I am still very grateful to Zalan Wadaa and Jue for giving me the leader. The leader is the banner of a book, and how many leaders of a book are also a topic that book friends talk about. Thank you for setting me the first banner.
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