Yi Fan wanted to speak directly, pondered for a moment, and said, "Do you know who I am?" ”

"Aren't you just a master...... Zhang Tieniu instinctively wanted to speak, realizing that something was wrong, he quickly shook his head, and immediately nodded again.

Although Zhang Tieniu was imprisoned, he still heard some rumors outside about Yi Fan killing Ying Tianhai.

"Very well, do you know who I'm looking for?" Yi Fan looked around.

"Huh?!" Zhang Tieniu was not stupid, he immediately thought of the key point, made a spatula movement on his neck, looked at Yi Fan tremblingly, and whispered: "Master, do you want to do this...... We're in prison, and if we get someone's life, we'll be sentenced to death! ”

Although Zhang Tieniu fought a lot in prison, the heaviest attack was nothing more than crippling the opponent's hands and feet, and he was sentenced to a few more years in prison for this.

But if he kills someone in prison, he never dares, at most he bluffs newcomers with his mouth.

Could it be that the rumors are true, this Yi Fan really killed all of Ying Tianhai's subordinates? Zhang Tieniu looked at Yi Fan, and cold sweat slowly oozed from his palms.

Speaking from the heart, he couldn't believe that the kid in front of him was so ruthless, and even stepped on the red line to do things.

"What new faces have been coming in here lately?" Yi Fan said suddenly.

Zhang Tieniu didn't understand what it meant, so he immediately said two names and secretly pointed to Yi Fan.

The first person turned out to be Ma Junsheng, and the other person was a short and thin man sitting behind the fat Buddha, wearing round-framed glasses, only slightly revealing half of his head.

Yi Fan knew Ma Junsheng's identity, and immediately ruled out the possibility of tainted witnesses, and looked at another short and thin man.

The short, thin man was dressed in a plain white prison uniform, his face was oily, and a handful of sparse hair on his head was neatly combed, and it was evident that he had just been in prison and had no vegetables on his face.

As if aware of Yi Fan's gaze, the short and thin man glanced in Yi Fan's direction, his face was shocked, and he immediately buried his head deep behind the fat Buddha, so that Yi Fan could no longer see him.

"Mr. Yi, I think he is most likely the tainted witness." The yellow wolf reminded from the side.

Yi Fan nodded, and he roughly judged this from the other party's weak eyes.

But the strange thing is that the figure of this short and thin man is not the body of a thug at first glance, and the degree of myopia does not seem to be low, how could he be selected by Ying Tianhai as his subordinate?

But if it weren't for Ying Tianhai's subordinates, how could he go to prison to be a tainted witness?

Just when Yi Fan was puzzled, the fat Buddha on the opposite side had already turned sideways, and with only one arm, he completely blocked the thin man like a bamboo pole behind him, which showed that the two were very different in size.

The fat Buddha glanced around, bowed slightly to a few people, and then looked at Yi Fan, his eyes were full of provocation.

The dozens of people sitting around the Fat Buddha, as soon as they received the signal from the Fat Buddha, they all turned sideways slightly, lowered their heads, glanced around, and secretly looked at Yi Fan.

The more than 200 people who were originally sitting in the arena were all sitting in danger, but they were silent, like arrows collapsing on a string, and the atmosphere suddenly became very depressing.

"It's not good, Fat Buddha wants to do it here!" Zhang Tieniu exclaimed, the eyes of the fat Buddha, he couldn't be more familiar.

As soon as Zhang Tieniu finished speaking, more than a dozen big men sitting around Yi Fan immediately became vigilant, and they all surrounded Yi Fan, their faces solemn.

Although these people have experienced a hundred battles and have taken body quenching pills, they also know that two fists are invincible to four hands.

Especially in such a small space, a dozen people have to fight against one or two hundred people, and the difference in strength is too great.

Yi Fan was also upset, he wasn't afraid of the fat Buddha, but if the other party was still in trouble at this time, he wouldn't be able to secretly approach the tainted witness and wait for an opportunity to attack.

"No, this is not a square for digging sand, there are so many surveillance, there are still prison guards standing at the door, you can't run away if you move your hands, what does this fat Buddha want to do......" Zhang Tieniu looked around, a little puzzled.

Just when Yi Fan was also a little puzzled, he saw that the fat Buddha's right hand on his knee suddenly raised, and the two prisoners sitting cross-legged on the ground at the door saw this, opened their arms in unison, yawned again and again, and then slowly stood up.

These two yawns were so light that no one thought they were contrived, but no one made a sound, and they all sat silently in tacit understanding, as if waiting for something.

"What? Sit back for me! A prison guard who was watching at the door immediately scolded the two.

"Ouch, Uncle Policeman, I've been sitting on my cold legs for half an hour, and I'm about to break off, so you can let me rest and rest!" One of the prisoners stood up and walked towards the policeman with his head shaken, smiling as he spread his hands.

"Stop!" The prison guard was obviously very experienced, and directly pulled out the electric baton on his waist and kept a distance from the other party: "Go back, don't stand up without an order!" ”

"Uncle Policeman!" The prisoner had just taken two steps closer to the guard when he suddenly screamed, his body twitched like electricity, his hands and feet fluttered, and then he fell to the ground with a thud, leaving only the frowning guard still standing with a baton.

"! Are you okay! Another prisoner, who stood up, pretended to exclaim, and wanted to rush forward to help his accomplices.

"Don't pretend, give me back!" The prison guard said angrily, waving the electric baton in his hand, wanting to warn the other party.

He didn't turn on the current just now, and the man fell to the ground, obviously deceitful, where did the prison guard dare to let the other party approach?

"! Oh my! You're still alive, aren't you? The prisoner ignored it and rushed straight up.

Sound!

The prison guard directly hit the prisoner with the electric baton in his hand, and a scimitar-like electric light flashed in the air, with a burning smell that pierced the air!

The prisoner jumped up with his feet off the ground in an instant, his stiff body stopped in the air and twitched twice, and then fell to the ground like a piece of wood with a muffled thud.

The appearance of this falling to the ground is exactly the same as the prisoner's convulsive state.

There was a burst of boos from the crowd, and people stood up slowly, and then more people slowly stood up and looked at the door, with unease, shock, anger, and even a faint sense of joy!

At this moment, nearly a hundred people have stood up!

"Sit it all down for me!" The prison guard knew that something was wrong, and the electric baton he wielded was burning in the air crackling!

But where was the crowd willing to listen to him, and even some people slowly moved towards the door!

The prison guard finally realized that something was wrong, and was even about to retreat when he was suddenly hugged by a pair of hands under his feet, so frightened that he almost got rid of his baton!

"Uncle policeman, my brother was just stunned by you, you can't just leave!" The prisoner who fell to the ground first was indeed fainted in a detailed costume, and was holding the right foot of the prison guard, smiling with a hippie smile.

"What do you want to do? Assault on the police? It's all the other way around! Seeing that the situation was not good, several other prison guards guarding the door immediately rushed forward, kicked the prisoners on the ground away, and scolded everyone with electric batons.

The original guard was pulled away and slowly retreated into the crowd.

Several of the brave prisoners also squeaked and screamed twice in their mouths, which was considered resistance, but their feet shrank back, obviously a bluff.

The few early warnings were not chaotic, and they roared in their mouths, and the electric batons flashing with strong current waved left and right, and immediately put down a few people.

This time, the prisoners retreated one after another, as if they were touching a pan of oil, and no one dared to step forward.

At this moment, a low shout suddenly came from the rear, which frightened all the prisoners, scolding left and right, pushing left and right, and then moving forward.

"Fat Buddha?" A prison guard recognized this low shout, and his face suddenly changed.

Sure enough, there were already a few people who were not afraid of death, and rushed forward in three steps and two steps!

Several prison guards glanced at each other, and immediately formed a fan-shape, with electric batons pointing outward, and slowly retreated behind the iron gate.

There are nearly two hundred prisoners sitting in the sitting-board room the size of this basketball court, and if these people go crazy under the orders of the fat Buddha, they can't stop them at all!

"Close the door!"

"Tell the captain!"

"Mobilize the surveillance, pay attention to the situation inside!"

"Also, call the second team over, and all of them take explosion-proof shields!"

A prison guard took the walkie-talkie and yelled twice, shook his hand and closed the iron door, as soon as he thought of the fat Buddha, he knew that the situation was not good, and immediately asked everyone to split up.

Inside the sitting-board room.

The original noisy and chaotic cement space suddenly became quiet, and the silence was mixed with a strong uneasiness and murderous aura, which was so oppressive that it was a little uncomfortable.