Cell No. 38 is night.

Liu Jianming was sleeping in a daze and suddenly felt a slight sound as if an ant was crawling.

Since the day he left the police force and became an undercover agent, Liu Jianming has never slept with a solid sleep. Almost every night he welcomed the dawn of the next day in a half-dream and half-awake state.

Although the movement around was small, Liu Jianming had already woken up.

He thought to himself that these guys still don’t give up, and it seems that they have not hurt them yet.

Liu Jianming opened his eyes a gap, and with the faint light shot into the corridor outside the iron railing gate, there were still people swaying in the darkness.

Liu Jianming controlled the rhythm of his breathing and pretended to be asleep, but every nerve in his body was tense, and he could even hear his heartbeat, dong, dong.

A black shadow approached me with the pounding heartbeat, wandering for a while, and then a strong wind stumbled on my face and stabbed my throat.

Immediately, there seemed to be a faint stinging pain on the skin of the throat.

Liu Jianming took a sudden move and grabbed a wrist.

The strong wind was so weak that it was forced to stop.

Then twist it hard, and a crisp sound.

"Ah!" With a scream, everyone who was still asleep woke up, and Brother Qiang, who was on duty in the corridor, opened his eyes.

Something fell down in the darkness.

Liu Jianming fucked with his other hand and bought a furry and sharpened plastic thing on the other end. It was a very familiar thing, but it felt like it was a toothbrush.

Want to kill me?!

A volcano erupted in Liu Jianming's heart.

I have been tolerant of it again and again, really think it’s my mud?

The toothbrush in his hand was inserted into the black shadow's chest. With a thunderous sound, a slippery liquid splashed out, making it hot.

"Ah!" With a louder scream, the entire cell became noisy.

Aqiang, who had just closed his eyes again in the corridor duty room, immediately jumped up to turn on the lights, and said to himself, "I'm so screaming, that kid won't die, right?"

The lights in the cell were on.

The black shadow screaming showed its true form. It was a sturdy prisoner. He fell backwards with a handleless toothbrush on his chest and fell to Dasha's feet with a thud.

Dasha was so angry that she pointed her hand to this side and shouted, "Go up together and be him!" Then she took the lead and rushed over, and Yun Congying followed her subordinates.

It's not stupid Biao, but it's a big fool?! Liu Jianming was stunned. He originally thought it was stupid Biao who wanted to kill him because of continuous losses, but it turned out to be a big fool.

I have no grudges with him, right? Liu Jianming thought to himself, but when he saw the appearance of a fool, Liu Jianming seemed to understand a little. This guy looked so much like Xiao Wang who was framed but was killed by the counterattack. Maybe he had some blood relationship.

After firing through the lightning, Dasha had already arrived in front of him, and his fist as big as a vinegar bowl suddenly hit the door, and his vision became bigger and bigger.

Liu Jianming turned his head and turned his body sideways.

Whoosh, his fist rubbed his cheeks and pounded it in vain.

While leaning sideways, Liu Jianming bent his right arm and slammed his elbow into Dasha's abdomen, as hard as iron as if it was pounded on an old tree bark.

Dasha roared in pain, and his body involuntarily took a half step back.

Three subordinates who rushed over, one of them hit Dasha's back with a snap and fell to the ground.

The other two men, one on the left and the other on the right, passed by Dasha. One of them swung his fists directly at Liu Jianming's cheek, and the other pounced on him directly.

Liu Jianming shrank his head and swung his big fist in vain.

While shrinking his head, he punched it straight, and the fist hit his chest hard, and a muffled sound. With a terrible howling like a pig, the guy threw it out like a broken sack.

Puff, the body that was knocked out hit the two unmanned bunk beds and crackled, and the people watching the melon-eating people were avoiding each other.

As soon as he retracted his fist, Liu Jianming suddenly felt his waist tightening and his back was hugged.

"Boss!" The guy who hugged him shouted, a smell of bad breath.

"I'll raise the little turtle to death!" Dasha punched her heart.

Liu Jianming stepped on the ground with both feet, and with the reaction force, he leaned against the guy holding him and rebounded with him as a support point, and kicked forward in the air with both feet.

Before the fist that hit the heart touched his heart, Liu Jianming's feet rushed to Dasha's chest first, just like kicking a hard sandbag.

Is this guy meaty enough?

Dasha stepped back seven or eight steps and fell to the ground and fell to the sky.

The crowd of people who were eating melons sighed, with surprise, fear, admiration, worship, and worry...

Amid the sigh, Liu Jianming's feet landed on the ground, and his heels stepped down hard, and a few toes burst under his heels, like popcorn.

"ah!"

A howling sounded from behind his head, and the smell of smoke from the howling mouth was almost disgusting.

Liu Jianming knocked back his head.

The howling stopped abruptly and turned into a hoarse whimper. A few teeth in the big mouth collapsed, and blood mixed with the tip of the broken tongue spewed out.

The back of his head was so hot that he felt his arms holding his waist loosened.

Liu Jianming took the opportunity to turn around and escape from the constraints. He clenched his fist with his right hand and pounded it hard on his chin. The guy's entire chin was taken off. He couldn't tell the difference between the east, south and north. He twisted a few rounds like a yangko dancer. Finally, he knocked over a bed frame. With the crackling sound, the falling debris buried him.

Liu Jianming took his eyes back from him.

"roar!"

Dasha, who had climbed up from the ground, rushed to the front again, and used his body as a heavy truck and rushed over.

Liu Jianming immediately squatted his body and his body suddenly became shorter.

Dasha roared and moved forward bravely.

Liu Jianming kicked his ankle with one kick, just like a tackle when playing football.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Dasha shouted and rushed over from the top of his head with a heavy head. There happened to be a bed in front of him. The two people on the upper and lower bunks immediately ran away with screaming.

Puff!

Although the iron bed frame against the wall is fine, the white plastic brown strap on the bottom paved is torn apart, revealing the cement floor under the bed, the smelly shoes, socks and a foot basin on the ground.

Dasha's face was stuck in the basin and his butt was facing upward, and red liquid oozed out of the center of the gauze wrapped around his head.

His men and the crowd looked at each other.

Liu Jianming stood up from the ground and returned to his standing posture from his crouching state.

Dasha pulled her face out of her foot basin, struggled and stood up squintly, and the blood-stained gauze on her head shook on her nose. He looked over, and the flesh on her face shook, like a beast that was about to be violent.
Chapter completed!