At this time, Ling Qingfeng walked up to the middle-aged boxer Deng Yue with a smile on his face, stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said to him and everyone very sincerely: "I'm sorry! Hit harder! In fact, I also want to make less trouble, lest you people don't know the market, which really annoys me! I really don't want to kill anymore! It's true! ”

The more sincere this guy's tone is, the more chill in everyone's hearts will grow after hearing it. Many people are retreating in their hearts, so why bother! Wouldn't it be over for him to fight on behalf of Dongcang? Now provoke him, and I don't even know when I will die!

"You're doing well here, eating and drinking, practicing boxing, tsk, tsk! And voila, there's *magazine to read! What a day! Don't make a mistake! ”

After Ling Qingfeng finished speaking, he threw a very bright smile to everyone, fell down on the bed board that looked the most comfortable, fell asleep, and snored after a while.

The more than ten bright boxers present all looked at each other, everyone was like being poured a basin of ice water on their heads, the enthusiasm in their hearts all dissipated, chew carefully, the madman said it is quite reasonable, everyone is doing well, why provoke him!

For three days in a row, there was nothing wrong in the Dongcang prison cell, and no one dared to challenge Jinba again.

And this Jinba boss is not overbearing at all, he chats with other fighters and plays chess when he has nothing to do, and he also pointed out Deng Yue's boxing skills, which makes him feel a lot better.

When Jin Ba hijacked the prison guards and injured more than 30 people in the big warehouse, the news spread to the prison here. The boxers were even more convinced, no matter who was imprisoned in the enemy's warehouse, one person would face thirty evil criminals. The results were all bad luck, and they were all very fortunate to be able to live in peace with the Jinba brothers.

At this point, even the Dongsheng Crazy Lion didn't say anything more, because in his heart, he was so satisfied with this kid called Jinba, he just waited for the players in the ring to see each other in the ring.

A week later, Manchester City's prison fight took place as scheduled. It's an annual festival in the entire prison. It doesn't get much more important than that.

In the hearts of all prisoners, to be able to reach the top in the fighting match. Not only will it be a great honor, but most importantly, it will be a commutation of the sentence, which is a shortcut to freedom.

In Thai prisons, it is a tradition to fight to reduce sentences. And it is protected by law. Because of the popularity of Muay Thai, boxing and teaching boxing have become a legitimate profession, and in addition to making inmates repent, it is more important to teach them survival skills so that they can no longer commit crimes after they get out.

However, in this special prison in Manchester City, most of the prisoners are the most heinous felons, and the chances of getting their freedom by having their sentences reduced in a fighting match are far lower than the chances of being killed in the ring.

In the history of Manchester City prisons. Only one strongman won ten consecutive fighting tournaments in exchange for the opportunity to reduce his sentence, but unfortunately he lost in the eleventh competition. The old boxer was beaten to death in the ring by the newcomer, much to the dismay of his supporters.

"Ulla! Ulla! Ulla! The prisoners gathered around the ring, cheering in waves.

The ring was set up in an empty square, which was usually used to ventilate the prisoners, surrounded by a high wall wrapped around a pulsing power grid, and eight guard posts nearly ten meters high. On it is mounted an old Maxim heavy machine gun, although the style is not trendy. However, it was very well maintained, firing 300 rounds per minute, and with a high-power searchlight, no one dared to take the tiger lightly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the next contestant is a newcomer who has only been in prison for less than a month, but he has the terrifying nickname of Smile Killer! Next, please recommend the representative of Dongcang, Mr. Jinba, the smiling killer king! ”

"Ulla! Duba! Duba! Duba! When the audience heard Jinba's name, they immediately fell into a state of madness.

"Oh! Who is his poor opponent? Also from Dongcang, Han Changxin! He's a foreigner! He has practiced Muay Thai for many years, and he used to be a professional Muay Thai fighter, and he is also a ruthless character. Can he challenge the Smile Killer King? Let's wait and see! ”

The host is a middle-aged uncle named Petch. He used to be a real TV host on BBA TV in Thailand, and later went to prison for killing his wife and was sentenced to 15 years.

He has hosted the Manchester City Fight for three times, and is almost the official host, and every time it comes to the fight, it is also the happiest and most glorious day for Petch, because only at this time can he remember the popular scenery of the past and forget the fact that he is already in prison.

Ling Qingfeng stepped into the ring amid a high cheer, looking at the fanatical and ugly faces in the audience, his heart was as calm as water, and he was not shocked.

After a while, his opponent walked up, this man named Han Changxin looked very ordinary, with small eyes, a collapsed nose, a slightly pointed chin, and he looked a little roe deer, but his physique was very strong, tall and legged, and he was fierce.

With an opponent like this, Ling Qingfeng could almost see the reality of the other party at a glance. Koreans practiced taekwondo, and practiced Muay Thai for a few years, combining the center of gravity control and strength of taekwondo with the ruthlessness of Muay Thai.

While Ling Qingfeng was observing his opponent, his opponent was also observing him.

Clang! After a gong sounded, the host announced the start of the competition.

"Wait! Mr. Kimbar, I throw in the towel! I don't have the confidence to overcome you! I'm just pursuing martial arts, I don't want to die! This Han Changxin's voice was so loud that he almost shouted at the sound of the gong that opened the game.

Ling Qingfeng finally knew why this person was able to fight all the way to now, this person admitted defeat when he met a strong opponent, and he was simply neat, which made people have to admire his singleness.

"You are a big man in Dongcang, and the Vultures and their people are still living in the hospital! I, Han Changxin, asked myself if I didn't have Mr. Jinba's bravery, and I was able to compete with you on the same stage, I am already deeply honored! Please allow me to play and wish you all the best of luck! ”

This Han Changxin looked like a mighty gentleman. But his mouth was full of compliments, and the prisoners in the audience booed one after another, and the coaxing became louder and louder.

Ling Qingfeng only thought it was funny. With a wave of his hand, he let him jump on his own.

"Dongcang's smile killer king is really powerful, if you don't have real skills, it's better not to fight him! He is an absolute powerhouse who can pick out thirty, and the challengers in the back pay attention, who else is willing to come up and challenge Mr. Jinba, the smiling killer! ”

Although Petch's tone was a little yin and yang, the prisoners in the audience knew that what he said was true! That Jinba is no ordinary character. is young, but the limelight has overtaken the vast majority of the elderly. Even if such a character is in prison, he is a prison lock dragon, and he cannot be beaten. Not really to the point of being strong, it's better not to provoke him!

Ling Qingfeng, who was standing on the stage, wondered. After doing it for a long time, a silver-like wax gun head came up, and then no one took the initiative to ask for it, what kind of fight is this!

He didn't know that Dongcang was under the jurisdiction of the Dongsheng Mad Lion King, and the Lion King had personally ordered Jinba to fight on behalf of Dongcang, how could other prisoners dare to come to the stage to challenge, and the prison has always been the law of the jungle, survival of the fittest, and there is no fake. Everyone knows about Jinba's record, and the Mad Lion King says that he is powerful, that is, he is really powerful.

Half an hour later. Ling Qingfeng stood in the ring for a long time with some depression, his eyes swept around the crowd under the stage, and there was not even a single fried hair, and all the prisoners in Dongcang were all envious, looking at him with blank eyes.

In the end, there was no way, Ling Qingfeng's gaze swept to the side of the Dongsheng Lion King. Those bright boxers who have been in the same warehouse with him in the past few days have shown honest smiles with a little flattery, who is stupid! Those young tantrums are still lying in the hospital. Who messed with him! He's a pervert!

In the end, it was the host Petch who relieved Ling Qingfeng, "It seems that our smiling killer Mr. Jinba deserves to be worthy of everyone, and no one in Dongcang is willing to challenge him." Let's see how the other positions far? ”

With the host's words, the northwest corner of the audience immediately set off a burst of thunderous applause.

A majestic man walked to the ring with his head held high, walking with great momentum. Of course, if it weren't for the smile on the corner of his mouth and the stunned look in his eyes, his appearance would be ten times better than now.

As soon as this man arrived, the prisoners in Dongcang automatically moved out of the way, because this person is also a well-known figure in Manchester City prison.

"The Lord is coming! The champion of Xicang is mourned, and this time he will challenge our smile killer king, the golden master! ”

Rumble! The emotions of the prisoners were ignited at once*.

The battle between the four warehouses is the real drama meat! Now it's finally here!

Du Fu rushed into the ring with an arrow step, like thunder, retracting and releasing freely, showing extremely strong control over his body.

As soon as Ling Qingfeng saw this stupid big man, he was immediately happy, the two fought each other when they were in the wind, and they also formed a small friendship. Rather than fighting, Ling Qingfeng was more curious about what posture this big man would use to face him.

"Jinba! Hey! I remember you, do you remember me? Du Fu Da opened his mouth, like a naughty boy seeing a child, with an innocent, yes, really innocent smile on his face.

"Remember! We are good friends, I invited you to eat bananas, how could you forget! Ling Qingfeng replied with a smile on his face.

Seeing Jin Ba showing such a smile, first Uncle Ka and Hong Kun in the audience all shook their heads silently, and then the group of fighters in the lion king's warehouse, and everyone had unbearable looks on their faces.

Jinba, that bastard, every time he cheats and sneaks up, he will show that seemingly harmless smile of humans and animals, I don't know how many people have fallen for his evil.

Now he is smiling at the stupid big man who is obviously not quite right, and the fate of the other party can be imagined.

"My boss asked me to come up and fight! I'm going to take the championship belt! Du Fu's eyes widened and he took an attacking stance.

Just looking at his posture, he is flat and stable, dignified as a mountain, not only impeccable, but also has a sense of simplicity.

This person looks stupid and stupid, most of them are from famous families, and only martial arts masters can train such a boxing fight.

"Wait a minute! Hey, you're all lost, what did you do to get involved? Ling Qingfeng thought this big guy was quite funny and wanted to tease him.

Du Fuda really didn't have any scheming, and when he was asked this question, he actually pondered in this ring.

When the prisoners in Xicang saw this, they immediately shouted in a hurry. If all the mourners are knocked out like this, everyone will scold their mother!

However, seeing that Jin Ba didn't mean to make a move, the roars of the prisoners gradually weakened.

"I wasn't wrong! They steal the old woman's purse, I teach them a lesson! And they came out with knives to cut me. I'll slap them all to death! ”

Unexpectedly, this is a mournful person or a lover, Ling Qingfeng casually asked, "How many have you killed?" ”

"Twelve! Not a single one of them ran away! And then the police locked me up here! ”

When Du Fuda talked about killing, he looked serious and didn't regret it at all, but when he talked about the police and going to prison, his face darkened. (To be continued)