"Clang."

The iron door is closed again.

The prisoners in the prison are doing a thorough cleaning.

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

Kill the new boy and save his mother's life.

Although the stranger did not give him any guarantee, he had no choice, just as the other party said.

Sang Biao lay on the bed, with his hands on the pillow, staring at the surveillance probe at the door of the prison, his eyes gloomy and murderous intent gradually floated.

Everyone worked together to clean the prison. The prison guards came to check it out and were quite satisfied. So Chen Liang would not be hungry the day before he came here.

At night, Sang Biao lay on the bed, and a clever little brother was carefully giving him a massage.

Others are busy with their own affairs, some are reading newspapers, and some are chatting.

Chen Liang, who was just a newcomer, walked towards the only "old acquaintance" in the prison.

"How did you come in?"

When he came to Wu Zhiyuan's bed, he asked with a smile, as if a friend had greeted him.

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

Chen Liang didn't care. He looked at the former gambling master who was sitting on the bed with miserable miserable feelings and said calmly: "This place is not as good as other places. There is one more friend, so at least there is a way to take care of him."

Wu Zhiyuan, who was tortured, sneered and looked at the prison bully lying there.

"You have been hated by Sang Biao. Whoever is with you will be unlucky! Don't harm me!"

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

He and Wu Zhiyuan were not as good as the enemy of life and death. It was indeed miserable enough for the other party to end up like this. He came over because of kindness, but Wu Zhiyuan didn't appreciate it, so he had no choice.

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

Always pay attention to his Sang Biao seeing this and knows that the opportunity has come.

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

Sang Biao's eyes were gloomy, and he immediately got up, pushed away the younger brother who was giving him a massage, got out of bed quickly, and followed Chen Liang in a quiet voice.

Several scumbags who were only following him looked at each other and immediately surrounded him, following the steps of his elder brother.

Everyone else in the cell noticed the change in the atmosphere, was nervous and excited, staring at the direction of the bathroom.

Wu Zhiyuan, who is near the corner of the bed, 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 in trouble, he would like to hear about it.

In the bathroom.

Chen Lianggang came to the sink, and Sang Biao and a few younger brothers touched him and blocked him.

"Boy, I asked you to lick my feet at that time. If you don't lick it, I won't blame you for giving you a look."

Sang Biao's eyes were ferocious, but it was not just a lesson for the newcomer as the prisoners and his younger brothers imagined. His eyes were clearly flashing with a cold murderous intent.

In the prison, fighting among prisoners is common. If you accidentally kill this kid, it is not a death penalty. If you change your mother's life, it's worth it!

Sang Biao, who had made a decision, had a violent expression, raised his thick arms, and reached out to pinch Chen Liang's neck.

Chen Liang reacted quickly and immediately moved one step.

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

This prison bully wants to kill himself.

Are all prisoners now so cruel?

Avoiding Sang Biao's hands, Chen Liang glanced at the few scum behind him.

He was not sure to deal with so many people in one breath. If he didn't fight quickly and waited for the other party to pounce on him, the consequences would be really hard to say.

After all, he is not surrounded by the sand eagle now.

Without saying a word, Chen Liang raised his hand to hold Sang Biao's bald head, and then suddenly pressed towards the washbasin.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Sang Biao's head collided violently with the hard sink, and his head was bleeding instantly.

The few scumbags who were about to move were stunned.

This is just the beginning.

In front of these people, Chen Liang pulled Sang Biao's bloody head and then suddenly pressed it to the sink. After repeated this, I don't know if it was five or six times, the sink collapsed and cracked.

The few scumbags were too scared to help, and they looked horrified and were completely frightened by Chen Liang's cruelty.

The trick to using one to fight against the crowd is to win the opponent before the opponent can take action and suppress the opponent.

The arrogant Sang Biao, who was full of blood, stood up staggeringly with his hands on the wall.

This guy is indeed a ruthless man, and he hasn't fallen yet at this time.

"Boy, I have to kill you. It's not just you. After I go out, I will not let you go, your family, your horse, you!"

I don’t know if it was because of being infected by the environment or the resentment of being wronged and wronged this time. Looking at Sang Biao who was still shouting, Chen Liang’s face was cold. He lifted the cracked sink and smashed it straight towards Sang Biao.

"Bang!"

The big and thick Sang Biao was hit on the ground.

The water flowed out of the broken water pipe, but it could not dilute the blood on the ground.

Chen Liang, who was carrying the sink, was like a god of killing!

"Run, run!"

The deceased souls were all shaking, their lips were trembling, and they were not even able to care about the Sang Biao, and rushed out of the bathroom.

Although Sang Biao, who was indeed thick in skin, was covered in blood, he was not in a coma. He seemed to have noticed that his life was in danger. He could no longer 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 their breath holding their breath, but who knew that they suddenly saw Sang Biao crawling out in blood.

Wherever I climbed, a shocking bloodline was left.

Without exception, all the prisoners in the prison changed!

Including Wu Zhiyuan.

Everyone was staring at Chen Liang who was walking out of the bathroom intact. Who could have imagined that this new boy was actually a fierce man who was more cruel than Sang Biao?!

Especially Sang Biao and his younger brothers were almost scared to pee.

The smart guy immediately ran to the iron gate, shook the iron gate with his strength, and shouted loudly at the corridor: "Help! Help!!!"

Sang Biao crawled forward like a dead dog, as if he wanted to stay away from Chen Liang as much as possible, but Chen Liang followed behind without any haste. Whenever he wanted to get up, Chen Liang would kick him to the ground again.

Mr. Biao, who used to be domineering and brave, realized that he was also afraid of death.

He had only one thought in his mind now, praying that the prison guards would come over quickly.

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

Immediately afterwards, the door of the prison was opened and a group of on-duty prison guards rushed in.

"Squat down against the wall!"

Except for Chen Liang and Sang Biao on the ground, everyone else did it.

"What's going on?"

The prison guard found that the bloody man on the ground was actually Sang Biao, and he was suddenly frightened.

Since this guy came in, he has been the king and dominating, so why did he fall into such a field?

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

Chen Liang said calmly that after venting, the resentment in his heart was relieved a lot.

The prison guards knew very well about Sang Biao's virtues, and naturally they understood that what Chen Liang said should be the facts. However, Sang Biao was trampled on others but was trampled on, which was really unexpected.

"Send him to the medical department for treatment."

He ordered his subordinates to carry San Biao away, and the prison guard head looked at Chen Liang with a cold look.
Chapter completed!