Chapter 161: Prison Turmoil

Bang bang bang!

Zhang Tieniu's right foot smacked the bed board!

Yi Fan glanced at Zhang Tieniu and the others lightly, ignored the other party's provocation, and walked straight towards an empty bed opposite. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

At the moment, he is most worried about only two things:

The first thing, of course, is to find a way to get close to the tainted witness who is also in prison and find out what kind of chips the other party has in his hand, which is why Yi Fan took the initiative to follow the police into the prison.

If the tainted witness can really correct himself in court and be convicted by the Huaxia police, it is not a joke.

Even if Yi Fan forcibly escaped by force, in such a society with such advanced information technology, no matter where he fled, there was nothing to hide, and it was not conducive to him to develop his own plans.

The appearance of tainted witnesses this time really caught Yi Fan off guard.

The second thing that worries is that Yi Fan was in the interrogation room just now, and an urge to kill suddenly welled up in his heart.

Especially after cleaning up Xiang Chengtian's remnants, Yi Fan slashed his hands with blood, and this impulse frequently surged into Yi Fan's heart, making him faintly feel uneasy that he couldn't control the immortal and demonic qi in his body.

This sense of uneasiness also seems to be a great hidden danger.

"Stinky boy, are your ears?!Didn't you hear Brother Tie Niu call you over?!"

Yi Fan was thinking about it, and there was already an angry scolding from the opposite side.

The thin man with his eyes slumped in his wide prison uniform and stood up.

The corners of Zhang Tieniu's mouth were also mocking, and his eyes were staring at Yi Fan unkindly.

The white-haired old man who was kneading his shoulders for Zhang Tieniu, his face was full of worry, and he secretly glanced at Yi Fan.

Yi Fan obviously didn't have his mind here, and sat down on the empty bed opposite Zhang Tieniu and the three of them casually, simply closing his eyes and recuperating, thinking about how to deal with the restlessness of the immortal and demonic qi in his body.

If you allow this kind of killing thoughts to breed, I am afraid that you will follow in the footsteps of Qingyangzi's early years and become the "green devil" of murderous maniacs.

He Yi Fan asked himself if he didn't have the talent and skill of Qingyangzi, and he could control this urge to kill.

"Hey, did you hear that!"

"Also, does Brother Tie Niu agree with you to sit on the bed?"

"You still dare to close your eyes!??!! you ate leopard gall before entering the trumpet?"

The thin-eyed man shouted twice, and seeing that Yi Fan still didn't react, his anger had already burned to his eyebrows, revealing a mouthful of evil teeth.

Zhang Tieniu didn't expect that the kid on the other side was completely undeterred by his own momentum, the muscles on his shoulders stiffened, his neck twisted twice, and he motioned to the thin man next to him to teach the other party a lesson.

"Ah......" The white-haired old man naturally knew what he meant, his kneaded hands stiffened, and he hurriedly squeezed his eyebrows at Yi Fan.

But what does it do?

The young man on the other side still had his eyes closed!

"-you-uncle!"

The thin man finally couldn't bear it anymore, and his subordinates picked up a green rubber-soled cloth shoe and threw it at Yi Fan's face!

The shoes bring up the wind, and the distance is just a blink of an eye!

What's more, how can a person with his eyes closed be able to hide?

The thin-eyed man was thinking about how to make this kid beg his father and mother after this blow hit his face.

Suddenly, I saw Yi Fan's head tilted slightly to the left, and he was about to slip past Yi Fan's side without missing a point next to the shoes on his face!

Syllable!

Shoes hit the wall.

"Half-blind, did you hit?"

Although the scene inside the prison could not be seen outside, the sound of fighting had already been heard, and everyone cheered for the thin-eyed man.

The thin-eyed man was stunned, and suddenly felt that his face was dull.

"You still dare to hide?!"

The thin-eyed man suddenly screamed, rushed out like a vicious dog, and swung his right fist towards Yi Fan, and at the same time the five fingers of his left hand were bent into claws, leaving a back hand at any time!

Don't look at his thin body, he fights with Zhang Tietou a lot in prison, so naturally there are a few hits!

At such a close distance, he didn't believe where this kid on the other side could go!

"Half-blind, get him!" Hearing the screams of the thin-eyed man outside, he naturally knew what was going on, and he was already excited.

Zhang Tietou sneered, these newcomers who came in from outside were not ruthless, and they really thought that this place was the same as the world outside.

Fists with the wind!

In the midst of extreme speed, the thin-eyed man saw that a punch was about to hit the opponent's face, and he was ecstatic in his heart, and he added another strength to his hand!

"Huh?!"

The thin man only felt that his hands were empty, and his fist actually passed directly through the opponent's face, as if he had hit a phantom!

Before he could react, a huge force came from the right side of his body, as if he had been slammed into by a brute bull, and the whole person immediately took off into the air and bent into a bow, reflecting towards the iron gate!

Boom!

A muffled sound resounded throughout the prison, and the thin-eyed man slowly slid down from the iron door with two nosebleeds, muttering something in his mouth, obviously already a little delirious.

"Wow!" boos came from the prison hallway.

"What's the matter, did you kill that kid if you were half-blind?"

"That's not right...... It sounds like a half-blind cry......"

"Huh?!"

On the railings of dozens of iron doors on both sides of the aisle, countless heads suddenly squeezed out, scrambling to look into cell No. 108, but they couldn't see anything.

Boom!

"Ouch!"

This time, Zhang Tieniu stood up in shock and hit his head on the steel bed on the top bunk!

"You're still a practitioner!"

Yi Fan just shook his body, Zhang Tieniu blinked his eyelids, and flew out half-blind, he only said that there was a hidden Lian family on the opposite side.

Zhang Tieniu rubbed the sore spot on his head with one hand, but his eyes were staring at Yi Fan vigilantly.

He had also disabled a few practitioners in prison before, but he always took his brothers to work when the prison guards organized the daytime "sitting on the board", and in the case of more fights, no matter how high the opponent's martial arts were, they would be killed.

There are still fewer opportunities to do it alone.

"But ......" Zhang Tietou froze, his eyes a little puzzled.

The figure and appearance of this kid on the opposite side are too ordinary, no matter how you look at it, they are far from the previous practitioners.

At this time, Yi Fan was suppressing the killing impulse that had just rushed up in his heart, his brows furrowed slightly, and he was still sitting with his eyes closed.

Three seconds passed.

Wow, there was only an 8-watt iron light bulb on the top, and it flashed twice, but other than that, there was no movement.

Zhang Tietou, who was originally tense, kept his two fists in the air, stunned on the spot, and looked a little embarrassed.

"What the hell!"

Zhang Tietou remembered that he was the head of the eastern district of this prison, when he had received such a bird anger, and the anger in his chest suddenly rose!

"Brother Tie Niu, dissipate your anger...... Young people don't understand the rules!" When the white-haired old man saw this posture, he knew that something was wrong, so he quickly got up and made a draw.

"Die!" Zhang Tietou waved his hand, and the white-haired old man had already groaned and fell into the corner of the bed.

"Hmph!" Zhang Tietou glanced at the thin man moaning on the ground out of the corner of his eye, and said in his heart, how can that half-blind man compare with himself, even if he is a practitioner on the other side, as long as he uses a little trick, and then relies on brute force, he vigorously performs miracles, and he still doesn't beat this kid into a meat pie?