"Boy, what do you want to do?" In this prison full of wicked people. As the boss of thousands of people in a district, how can he do it when the protective measures around him are poor? Yes, soon, Zhang Zihao's abnormal behavior was discovered by the younger brother of the boss of the Western District. Soon, several bald men with tattoos on their bodies surrounded and blocked Zhang Zihao's way. He asked impatiently.

"I'm going to fight." Facing several bald men with fierce faces, Zhang Zihao didn't care at all, he asked calmly.

"Just you? Haha, I really laughed at it. Hearing Zhang Zihao's request, several bald men were stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

Those who are qualified to participate in the fight are the elites of each district, not to mention one person fighting ten, usually three or five is not a problem. However, Zhang Zihao's body, let alone playing three or five, it is good to be able to take a punch from them. Also participate in wrestling, is this possible? It's just whimsical.

"Go away, it's not up to you to decide whether I'm qualified or not." Where would Zhang Zihao pay attention to them, he directly set aside the encirclement of several big men.

"Boy, you're looking for death." Zhang Zihao's small body made several bald men seriously despise him, because in the face of Zhang Zihao's sudden movements, they had no defense at all. was suddenly broken through by Zhang Zihao.

Such behavior immediately caused them to be angry. A grumpy man even kicked Zhang Zihao's back directly.

"Smack." However, the imaginary scene of Zhang Zihao being kicked away did not appear, not only that, Zhang Zihao seemed to have eyes behind his back, and in the face of the sneak attack from behind the bald man, he didn't look back at all, and directly swung his leg back and kicked at the back of the big man. The next moment, the bald man flew out screaming. After knocking down a table and chair, there was no sound.

"Damn, he killed Jack." The other bald heads who were going to watch a good show saw that the guy who attacked Zhang Zihao was kicked away, and they were silent, and they were suddenly shocked and angry, they roared, and they were ready to avenge their teammates.

The situation here quickly attracted the attention of the boss of the West District, and he walked over with a group of subordinates with an imposing attitude.

"John, what's going on?" He frowned slightly, and asked dissatisfiedly at the bald man at the head.

"Boss, he, he killed Jack." The bald man who was called John by the boss of the West District pointed at Zhang Zihao with hatred.

"Don't worry, you can't die, it's just that without a few months of cultivation, that guy can't get up. You're the boss of our West End? I've heard that if you want to participate in a fight, you have to approve it, but now, do you think I can meet the requirements? Zhang Zihao glanced coldly at the guy who was called John by the boss of the West District, and then said to the boss of the West District with a flat face.

"You are the Li Lihao who just came yesterday, sure enough, the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. Yes, but this is my place. The person you beat me should always give me an explanation. As the boss of the West End, how could he not know about the people he belonged to? Even if Zhang Zihao had just been imprisoned, he already had detailed information about Zhang Zihao.

"Oh, what do you want to explain." Zhang Zihao smiled coldly. He knew that if he could be the boss of the first district, he would definitely have an inextricable relationship with the prison authorities, and it was even possible that the boss of the western district would be the manpower arranged by the prison. He didn't want to be too troubled, but if the other person did kick his nose in the face, he wouldn't mind taking his place.

"Very well, it seems that you are not convinced. Okay, since you want to participate in the fight, I won't embarrass you, defeat John and the others, even if you qualify. Facing Zhang Zihao's fearless face, the boss of the West District couldn't help but feel a slight burst in his heart. He took a few steps back and stepped out of the way. Then, he greeted Zhang Zihao with some inwardness.

As Zhang Zihao thought, the boss of their fourth district is the prison party, and its purpose is to help the prison manage the prisoners and organize fighting events. As a prison officer, he certainly knows more about the event. He knows that although this event has the cloak of live video to make money, the real purpose is to select the right candidate for a base.

He knew better that there were many people in this world who had extraordinary abilities, and these people were not something he could offend at all, but in Zhang Zihao, he vaguely felt a little breath.

"Is this an assessment? Okay, come on. Zhang Zihao nodded, and then turned around. He beckoned to John, who was already red-eyed.

"Damn it, fuck guy." Zhang Zihao's skills just now did surprise John, at this time, in the face of Zhang Zihao's provocation so indifferent, he finally felt a little weak, and he commanded a few bald men under his command.

"Kill." Being so despised by a small man, several other bald men couldn't help it for a long time, and at this time, when they heard the order, their hearts suddenly boiled with blood. They picked up the iron frame table next to them and smashed it hard at Zhang Zihao.

I have to say that these bald men who can be selected by the prison boss as guards in this heavy-duty prison full of strong people are still good. Ordinary people, in the face of this style of play, really don't know how to start. After all, when such a heavy thing dances, its potential energy is so great that it will definitely die if you touch it, and you will be injured if you knock it.

It's a pity that Zhang Zihao is not an ordinary person at all. In the face of such an imposing attack, he not only did not choose to avoid its edge, but even bullied himself to meet it.

"Bang." An iron stool slammed into his arm with a loud and dull thud. Just when the bald heads thought that the blow had been successful and their hearts were overjoyed, the iron stool seemed to hit the spring, and counterattacked more quickly in the original direction. Slammed into the door of a bald head.

"Stop, stop me." The boss of the West District is really interested in Zhang Zihao. But it's rare to keep an eye on it.

Zhang Zihao's skills, let's not talk about it, but the kung fu of that one-handed defense is absolutely unimaginable to him, after all, the bald man who successfully attacked, what the strength of his hands is, the boss of the Western District is clear. If you attack with an iron bench, even if it is a stone wall, you can smash a hole, let alone human flesh and blood. However, Zhang Zihao, this guy, was able to resist hard, and it was relatively easy to see the situation, and there was no harm at all.

Can you imagine that in the face of a person who is so perverted in defense, is it interesting to fight again?

As the boss of the West District, this guy's prestige is still very good, even if he hates Zhang Zihao to the core, in the face of the boss of the West District, John and other bald men still stopped the attack in their hands.

"How? I've passed it, when will I be scheduled to fight? Zhang Zihao wouldn't care about the idea of the boss of the West District, but if he didn't have to deal with these bald men, he really couldn't be interested. Yes, when the boss of the West End shouted, he also stopped.