In a daze, this is the true portrayal of Gao Liquan's current situation.

His mind was turning into a large tofu dump. Gao Liquan regretted it very much, thinking that he should not have forced himself to increase the energy engine of the pyramid when he was on earth. There was even more regret that he did not take the opportunity to rush out to escape when the homeless man was stuffed into the confinement room. Now, he would rather do something crazy and cruel at that time than stay here and grow old slowly. If he continued to stay here, Gao Liquan suspected that he would definitely go crazy. At that time, it would be completely in line with the symptoms of a mentally ill person. Either smash his head on the wall of the cell. Or, he beat Hawks to death, pulled his body into pieces, and cursed this damn world in blood and flesh.

Hawks, yes, it's Hawks.

This is the first time Gao Liquan has encountered such a guy who has caused him to break up in his mind. This big inmate is simply a gathering of idiots and nagging ghosts. No wonder this guy eats at an amazing speed and appetite every day. His energy is extremely strong and has reached an amazing level.

He would lie on the bed and play with his little brother every night. This was probably the only game for men to entertain themselves when they were alone. Hawks was so happy about it. Whenever he did this, he would always separate his two thick and hairy legs and lay on the bed and make an extremely unbearable look. Hawks closed his eyes, moaning or making a slight and satisfying sound. Gao Liquan was tortured by him almost crazy, but Hawks always felt extremely comfortable after he was satisfied: "Man, you should try it yourself, close your eyes and think about the most beautiful women you have ever seen. They would let you do whatever you want in your imagination, and then, your brother would help you achieve a wish that you can never achieve in reality."

Gao Liquan really wanted to turn Hawks onto the bed and whirl his fists and beat him hard.

Despair began to squeak in Gao Liquan's mind. He could not sleep. This physical change, even during the two-hour fitness period, was far from enough to make Gao Liquan sleepy. He felt that he was so weak and tired, and that this state of having nothing to do was slowly transforming him from a warrior's state, or it could be said to kill him. Gao Liquan had no doubts that he would soon become a muscular garbage waste, rather than a bodybuilding and strong warrior. Whenever he thought this way, Hawks on the bed opposite was always sleeping. His damn snoring was like a fire sirens, extremely loud, even through the wall, let alone such a narrow cell.

Gao Liquan began to gradually understand the real reason why Hawks was able to own a cell alone. No one was willing to live with such a guy. This terrible sound even affected the armed guards outside. They rarely wanted to come here to patrol.

This could not make people sleep at all. Gao Liquan sat up, walked out of bed, walked up to him in the sound of Hawks' thunderous sleep, stretched out his hand, only a few centimeters away from Hawks' throat. The sleeping pig would not have any notice, and Gao Liquan's thumb would easily crush his organs. Hawks didn't even react, maybe it was for his own good. After all, this guy has affected too many people, and many people are looking forward to this day.

Gao Liquan stood by the bed for more than an hour, enduring the desire to murder, and never attacked until dawn.

Difficulty, numbness, anger, despair...

When all these complex emotions were mixed together, Gao Liquan finally understood that he needed to vent and needed to release his thinking consciousness in a violent way through an extremely strong way.

He occupied a large sandbag in the gym, constantly waving his fists, smashing the scattered leather again and again. Hawks' hairy face kept appearing in front of Gao Liquan, and there was the kind of damn snoring sound. Here, this was the best way to vent. He slapped hard and straight punches, punches, upper upper punches that were strong enough to smash the chin, side-strikes that smashed the internal organs, and heavy knee legs that would make people violent intestines and break their ribs into more than a dozen pieces... Gao Liquan thought of these bloody and cruel scenes in his mind. This was easy to do because of his previous war on Earth.

In the middle, he had killed his opponent more than once. Both humans and mutant creatures fell under his feet. In this way, when Gao Liquan imagined that his elbow hit the bridge of his non-existent nose, Hawks' nostrils exploded and blood flooded in his brain. When his left fist hit the sandbag, he imagined the cruel scene of his thumb penetrated deep into Hawks's eye socket and dug out his eyes alive. Gao Liquan imagined that Hawks fell down in front of him, only venting his breath but not inhaling, and then punching and kicking the guy, until the thick calluses on his knuckles were ragged and blood was flowing out.

There is no hatred between him and Hawks, it is purely because of the environment in the same cell. This guy is unconscious, not only dirty and smelly, but also snoring also affects his rest. Gao Liquan was originally a very tolerant and kind person. But now, he has completely forgotten the so-called cultivation and peaceful nature.

The skin on the back of his hand was rubbed against the rough skin of the sandbag, and sweat rolled down along the surface of his body like a stream. When Gao Liquan's thinking consciousness hit Hawks' thick eyebrows like a bush, he felt sweating profusely, and his whole body was soaked. Gao Liquan heard his heartbeat so violently, like a heavy hammer hitting his chest. His whole body was filled with blood boiling, and his mind was filled with uncontrollable desire to kill.

I have to do something.

I absolutely can't just go on like this.

You must leave here, no matter where the world is, leave! Leave! Leave! Be sure to leave!

Suddenly, Gao Liquan found that someone was standing behind him. So he turned his heels, subconsciously clenched his hands into fists, and instinctively posed for a fighting posture.

It was a prisoner, and Gao Liquan met him here every day, but he didn't know the other party's name.

It is not surprising that Gao Liquan was unfamiliar with everything here and did not want to explore the secrets of others. Hawks was the only prisoner here who knew Gao Liquan's name. The head in front of him was one third higher than Gao Liquan. His thick and strong muscles were like rubber man in a Michelin advertisement, bulging high from under his sweatshirt. It looked like a stone sculpture, not made of flesh. His bare head was tattooed with flame figures, and his broad shoulders and chest were covered with various patterns. Especially on the side of his arms, there were ferocious and eye-catching beasts.

"I said? It's not a good habit to occupy fun things alone."

The strong prisoner who walked behind Gao Liquan hugged his arms and thrust his mouth at the blood-stained sandbag, saying, "You have been practicing here for a long time, for almost several centuries. Now, it's my turn. Besides, you're hitting hard. I guess, this poor little thing already understands that you won't like it anymore. Haha! Is that true?"

Gao Liquan glanced at him: "I disappointed you, I haven't finished practicing yet. You'd better stand aside and look for something that will make you fun."

As he said that, Gao Liquan turned around and prepared to punch the sandbag again.

"Enough! You obviously didn't figure it out."

The tall prisoner got angry. He reached out and pushed Gao Liquan aside, almost knocked him over and roared wildly: "I'm not asking you, nor do I want to discuss it. Now, get out of here, this thing (sandbag) belongs to me."

Gao Liquan put on his posture and warned the other party: "See you away immediately. Otherwise, I will kill you now."

The strong man obviously didn't care about this threat. Whether it was physical or combat effectiveness, Gao Liquan was not like his opponent. He laughed and said, "Go play with others! Don't think that your face is full of scars and you must be afraid of you. I am not those soft-boys who can be scared just by looking. Let me say it again, it's my place now."

Before the laughter had completely disappeared, Gao Liquan was already in his right hand and firmly clamped the strong man's throat. He could no longer laugh, and his closed throat made it difficult to breathe, and his face suddenly became blue and purple. By the time he subconsciously wanted to grab Gao Liquan's arm, it was too late. Gao Liquan immediately rushed over, aimed at the strong man's jaw, punched him hard, and then grabbed the strong man's shoulder with his back hand, flashed behind the other party, raised his right leg, and kicked him hard at the back waist. This continuous attack was extremely harmful to the strong man, and his face suddenly turned red and he could not speak.

Fighting is the most popular game among prisoners. There are various conflicts arising almost every day, and everyone is happy to use this method to kill time. Especially a wonderful fight often becomes a topic of conversation for a long time. Naturally, more and more people gathered around Gao Liquan and the strong man, and shouts and cheers kept ringing. But Gao Liquan ignored it and focused all his attention on the guy who took the initiative to provoke in front of him.

The feeling of being held back was very bad. The strong man waved his arms in the air like crazy. Gao Liquan had to lower himself to avoid dodge. When he stood up, his right fist directly hit the strong man's nose. Blood suddenly splashed everywhere and the cartilage made a shattering sound. The strong man let out a scream that was not like a human voice, his legs and feet were out of control and retreated repeatedly, and finally tripped himself and fell heavily on the bare wall.

The crowd around him was already very dense, surrounding Gao Liquan and the strong man in the middle, and the shouts were extremely noisy, but Gao Liquan turned a deaf ear to it. He looked at the strong man who was leaning against the wall and struggling to stand up with difficulty. His face was already showing a look of regret and his eyes were full of begging. Gao Liquan had no mercy at all. He rushed over and raised his foot to the strong man's chest, and kicked him hard, causing the strong man to hit the wall again. His chest immediately became

Then, Gao Liquan grabbed the neckline of the strong man's forehead with his left hand, and smashed his right fist on the strong man's head continuously. All his strength was concentrated on the fist end, smashing the strong man's eyes, almost knocking his head into the middle of the wall. This style of play was extremely cruel, and the onlookers felt horrified and gradually calmed down the shouts. Everyone saw that the strong man's head had obviously turned into a flat shape, and his body slowly turned to one side, leaving a shocking red stain on the snow-white wall.

"Stop! Stop!"

A panicked voice sounded from behind Gao Liquan. He turned slightly and happened to see a guard's arm wearing gloves stretching over, trying to grab his wrist. Gao Liquan took the opportunity to move away. With his eyes red, he had forgotten his identity. He was driven entirely by instinct to grab the hand that reached in front of him and twisted it hard. In the crisp "click" sound, the guard's wrist was dislocated on the spot and made a tragic shout.

Gao Liquan did not turn around at all. He pulled the guard who was injured and dragged it to the ground, then swung his left foot and kicked it hard on the face of the strong man who had lost consciousness. The strong man's side jawbone quickly broke, and a lot of blood foam came out of his mouth, and he lay on the ground and kept twitching. Gao Liquan heard more rapid footsteps coming from behind, but he still stomped his feet hard on the strong man's neck. With such a strong force, he could clearly feel the vibration of the spine breaking from the soles of his feet. It was as easy as a small branch to break.

"He is dead, Rakadadaweiser is dead!"

"Bastard! Remove your feet from his neck. Then hold your head in your hands and stand by the wall."

"He broke Willskemo's hand. I knew I had to take good care of him. This is the second one, the second one."

The scene was in chaos, and Gao Liquan heard too many sounds, which disturbed his attention. Soon, a very hard object came from the side and hit his stamina. Gao Liquan's eyes were filled with Venus, his body sank heavily, and he fell to the ground. The last thing he saw was a shadow of a baton waving from the front, and then his forehead suddenly hurt and then he lost consciousness.

A few hours later, when Gao Liquan woke up from his coma, he found himself sitting on a chair. In front of him was an office desk, and the elderly guard whom he had met before.

He was not alone. The room was spacious, with four armed guards holding rifles standing around. They stared at Gao Liquan who had just woken up with vigilant eyes, as if they were guarding against some kind of beast with a strong attack.

"You made me feel troubled."

The guard chief Jilasques was angry, and the wrinkles on his face seemed deeper than usual because of his anger. He roared at Gao Liquan who had already awakened: "Do you know what he did?"

Although he felt dizzy, Gao Liquan subconsciously replied sarcastically: "I beat a guy who wanted to stab my ass."

"You killed him."

The guard chief Lasques's eyes became very cold: "This kind of behavior is absolutely unacceptable in Songcheng Prison. You still haven't accepted your current identity change. You are the prisoner here, not the psychologist responsible for the training of prisoners. He died, and you have once again confirmed your original charge, the murderer."

Without waiting for Gao Liquan to answer, Lasquez continued to say in a cold tone: "I can understand the pressure on you prisoners. I hate damn homosexuality, and I also know that every corner of the prison, every day, is playing against the small and the strong. So, occasionally an emotional outburst is acceptable in my opinion. In fact, the number of prisoners in this prison has far exceeded the editor. Considering the crowding here, I am ready to face any conflict. I rarely punish criminals for fighting because all this is understandable."

"Wow! You're so popular."

Gao Liquan mocked him, while raising his hand and gently rubbing the swollen bag on his head that was smashed by a baton.

"but!"

Lasquez changed his subject and a very angry expression appeared on his face: "I can't tolerate the behavior of a prisoner dying at your hands. Although fighting and disputes are unpleasant, they are the most common things in prison. Yes, the deceased was provoked first, and I fully believe that the matter was caused by him. But the problem is that he is dead now. You could have taught him a lesson, but you beat him to death. Never deny this, the surveillance camera took everything down. He was completely inactive and broke his neck by you. This is no longer a fight in the ordinary sense, but murder. Do you understand, murder! Such cold-blooded and cruel behavior is absolutely not allowed in Songcheng Prison. I must use you as a negative teaching material to educate others."

Gao Liquan showed a faint smile on his face.

He knew that this was the result. It was not surprising that the warden of the prison was beaten to death no matter how patient the warden was, he could not accept the fact that the prisoner was beaten to death. Even if the strong man did not take the initiative to come over to provoke, Gao Liquan himself would cause trouble for others. He needed to see blood and replenish himself with fighting spirit. Whether the blood was his own or someone else's.

"You will become a fearsome living textbook."
Chapter completed!