With a clang, the heavy iron door was pulled behind him, and the footsteps gradually faded away.

The dim light made the dozen or so people in the trumpet look extremely hideous, and they leaned on the bunk, shirtless, and stared at Chen Mo coldly. The room is not spacious, but it is very high, which makes it particularly eerie. On the east and west sides of the high wall there is a small window, and the iron grille is dense, and it is full of brown and yellow rust.

There is a squat pit at the end of the shop, next to which is a bucket of water, and the air smells pungent musty. Chen Mo sniffed, took off his shoes, and when he came in, the belts and shoelaces had been taken away, and so were his belongings.

"Squat." The stout man closest to the iron gate sat up, and the shackles and chains rattled softly with the movement. His tone was careless, but his eyes were fierce, and his face was full of large and small pits.

"You're the trumpet?" Chen Mo heard Shen Dali talk about it, and this location is called the head shop.

"X fuck you! If you want to squat, you will squat, deaf? Is it your turn to ask questions here?! A knife face in the back opened his mouth and scolded, and jumped over, as if he was the queen thug of the trumpet.

The eyes of others were full of excitement, and the arrival of new goods in the warehouse was originally a rare time for a good show. The knife face is the most ruthless in this number, a few days ago he just beat a prisoner from another province to vomit blood, and was cleaned up by the police on duty to death, and now it is obviously itchy again.

The trumpet did not stop it, and it is not a good thing to get in here, there is an old saying that "if you don't light it, you can't light it up". Although Chen Mo was young, he was surprisingly calm, and he had not shown the slightest fear since he walked in the door, which made the trumpet head feel very unhappy.

The knife was a heart-wrenching fist on his face, and Chen Mo stood still.

"Hit! After the fight first, then go to the court, wait until the bones in the whole body are loosened again, and see if he can continue to pretend? The number two spoke.

Dao Tiao's face was still very clear about the power of his fist, and he looked at Chen Mo who was a little puzzled, and suddenly raised his knee and slammed into his lower abdomen.

"The dog is quite resistant to beating...... he sneered, and then saw that the other party seemed to raise his hand.

The sound of the slap explosion was like a smashing cannon, and the body of more than 100 catties with a knife face became light, and it rose into the air and hit the wall, fainting on the spot.

The other prisoners were stunned, and then burst into a roar of rage and pounced.

The trumpet was the closest one to Chen Mo, but it was not noticed. He watched in amazement as the rushing guys were slapped and slapped down, like children fighting with adults, and his anger gradually turned into panic.

"You're the trumpet?" After the last besieger spun around and fell down like a ballet dancer, Chen Mo asked again.

Only then did the trumpeter notice the cold light in his eyes, and said in a trembling voice, "I am." ”

"Next time I ask, can you answer it earlier?" Chen Mo grinned.

"Okay, big brother, I'll answer whatever you ask." The head quickly stood up, I don't know if it was because he had been sitting for too long, or because he was afraid, his legs and feet were a little weak, "You old man sleep in the bunk, I'll clean up." ”

He was about to roll up his bed, but his hair had been pulled by Chen Mo, and he was slapped twice in the front and back, and suddenly spit out his big teeth.

"It's better if I tell you to do it." Chen Mo said gently.

There was an old fraudster shrinking in the corner, who was trembling, and when he saw Chen Mo drop his dead dog-like trumpet and cast his eyes on himself, his face changed greatly, "Grandpa!" Don't hit me, I have gallstones, I've had a knife! ”

He shivered and lifted his clothes, revealing the centipede-like surgical scar on his stomach, and was just about to make up some painful experience to impress the other party, but saw that Chen Mo was already lying down.

When Dao Tiao Face woke up, he found that except for the old fraudster, the other prisoners were squatting in a row in the corner of the wall, and Chen Mo was sleeping there on all fours and snoring. This strange scene made his already unclear head even more dizzy, and he just wanted to touch the toothbrush and use the sharpened plastic handle to bleed Chen Mo some, when he saw the trumpet beckoning desperately.

"Come here and squat, don't wake him up!" Trumpet's cheeks were high and swollen, and his low voice made Knife Face instinctively think of a girl.

The knife face naturally knows what kind of goods the head is, if he is a girl, then I am afraid that he can only be regarded as a girl wearing open crotch pants.

So there was one more person in the corner.

The plague god was transferred to the small black house that night, and the trumpet was jubilant, and all the criminals high-fived each other. The trumpet head put up the shelf again, and told the old fraudster to open a big account out of his pocket and buy some meat to comfort the brothers.

"It took two slaps to knock me down, and I didn't even snort!" The trumpet boasted triumphantly, pulling at his facial muscles as he spoke, grinning in pain.

"What the fuck, how do you hum when you're dizzy?!" The old fraudster cursed inwardly, but his face was full of flattering smiles.

After Chen Mo was escorted to Luhai Province, he underwent a simple interrogation, and he didn't know anything about it. Now being in the detention center is being cared for, which is not unexpected for him. The small black room has always been used to punish violent prisoners, and when they enter, they have to make beds, rely on "labor" to feed, and urinate and urinate on the bed. It's nothing like this for a day or two, and it's better to live than to die for a long time, and the environment where you can't see your fingers can drive people crazy.

Chen Mo was not bedridden, and the director of the detention center personally took a few prison guards with five big and three rough to send him into the small black room, and said with a smile: "This is the meaning of the above, you can be wronged." I have a small temple here, so you probably won't be able to stay for a few days, and some unnecessary roads will not be organized. ”

After the iron gate was closed, a prison guard was full of doubts: "Boss, why are you so polite?" Isn't it small? ”

"Xiao Dingshen knows, right? Death at his hands. I didn't answer a single phone call today, what does that mean? Whether it is the Xiao family or the backers behind this kid, they don't take us seriously. Now I just beg this young master to leave early, and don't make any mistakes in my hands. The director sighed.

"What could go wrong?" The prison guard was stunned.

The iron door behind him made a muffled sound at this time, which frightened several people to turn around immediately, only to see a fist mark protruding from the door.

The prison guard's face turned pale.

Chen Mo discussed with Fang Changfeng in Chengdu for advice on the method of splitting the air, but the old man refused to do the business at a loss, and asked him to demonstrate in detail the lost tricks of the Collapsed Mountain Palm, saying that there were a few places that he had never figured out. The two of them compared and compared, with the action copying, coupled with the old man's dedication, Chen Mo was able to slap the hotel curtain with a volley in the air in only half a day, and Fang Changfeng couldn't close his mouth.

Splitting the Hollow Palm is also a process of charging and exploding, and the precise control of power causes the air in a straight line to be knocked out, like an empty cannonball. This naturally cannot be compared with the real palm power, and the air mass may only have a few tenths of its strength, but for the human body, it is enough to achieve killing.

After all, Chen Mo is best at fists, so after mastering the skills, he began to consciously turn his palms into fists, and Xiao Dingshen became the first experimental subject.

Under the effect of the mutant devourer, Jin Ban's Gu technique failed to play a key role, but Chen Mo was also restrained by this invisible means of killing people, if there were other guards present in the room at that time, it might have fallen short.

He felt that he might meet such an opponent again in the future.

This is the first time in Chen Mo's life that he has been truly imprisoned, and it is also the first time in a long time that he feels less busy.

The little black house couldn't see his five fingers, Chen Moning calmed down, and punched out one punch after another. Sensing too much movement in the iron door, he turned to the wall, searching for a feeling as he repeated his punches.

When he was taken away by the police car, he noticed that Pan Dongdong had run onto the balcony, but he did not look back. Jiangdong's health intention is getting bigger and bigger, the enemies he faces are getting stronger and stronger, and the time he can spend with her is getting less and less.

Chen Mo felt a little sorry, just like to his family. There will be uncontrollable things in everything, and there will be unpredictable variables, and he has tried his best to arrange everything, and he only hopes that the girl can survive this difficulty.

Xiao Dingshen's death will undoubtedly cause a chain shock, if the Xiao family wants to grab the next leading position, there must be infighting first, and Sharen Tu and other giants will not let go of this great opportunity to suppress their opponents.

Taking advantage of your illness to kill you is one of the rules of survival.

With the good hands transferred by the Fang family and the Mo family, Jiangdongwei Company can be called impregnable. After the Xiao family's case, the sand man Tu sent two people to surrender as gunmen, and the firearms used by Sun Si and Lao Jiu were also handed over to them. Lao Sha had to compromise in this way to show loyalty and harmlessness. Chen Mo knew very well that he would not ignore any opportunity to stab himself, but at least the alliance was still strong now, because in comparison, the Xiao family was a more valuable target.

Jiangdongwei Branch will open in Chengdu this month, and for an old fox like Sharen Tu, Chen Mo feels that it is better to press it tighter.

The little black room was boring, and the passage of time became so unpredictable that it was impossible to tell whether it was day or night. After the seventeenth food delivery, Chen Mo, who was doing handstand push-ups, found that the iron door had been opened from the outside, and a crack was quietly pulled out, and there was no movement in the aisle.

Chen Mo flashed out like a tangible and insubstantial shadow, breaking the two monitoring probes on the wall. Soon there was a sound of unlocking the door at the top of the aisle, and a prison guard walked in cursing from the outside, and was slashed on the neck by Chen Mo, who was hiding behind the door, and immediately fainted.

The director of the detention center was holding a teacup, walking to the second floor with a shy chest, and happened to have a head contact with Chen Mo, who had escaped from the prison area. The director was stunned, looking at something that quickly became intense in the other party's eyes, and suddenly let out a low "oops", then slowly put the teacup on the ground, and slowly lay down himself, closing his eyes and pretending to be dead.

Half a minute later, the two armed policemen in the gate duty room caught a glimpse of something in the afterglow at the same time, as if something had swept past the courtyard wall. When I turned my head to look, I saw that the night was dark, and the high-walled power grid was nothing unusual.

A black Audi was parked at the intersection, Chen Mola got into the car, Xiao Jian looked at him coldly, "I only know now why you agreed to cooperate with us, this hand is playing beautifully!" ”

"Invite me to dinner, comrade." Chen Mo touched his stomach and said.

(To be continued)