The key to boxing in prison is to be ruthless enough, fierce enough, hard enough, soft and hard, hard and horizontal, and horizontal to be afraid of death!

Ling Qingfeng didn't seem to notice the faint killing intent around him, but kept nagging at the middle-aged boxer who was punching sandbags.

The middle-aged boxer's name is Deng Yue, although he has a good figure and a fierce appearance, but unfortunately he is older, and he has long lost the determination to compete for the male and enter the eyes of the old man, and he is one of the weakest people in this big warehouse.

The saying that the fist is afraid of being young and strong is indeed reasonable. A boxer, who is young and strong, full of vitality, is easy to play with momentum, and they are much higher than older people in terms of absolute strength and resistance to strikes.

Just as Ling Qingfeng and Deng Yue were talking, there were already three young fighters who thought they were top-notch, quietly moving their feet, surrounding the silly boy in front of them.

"Can you not fight? I really don't want to do it anymore today, I'm already tired just now! It's true. Otherwise, let me sleep first, and get up early tomorrow morning, and we'll cut each other one by one, do you think it's okay? ”

Ling Qingfeng was still nagging at Deng Yue, the other party had already noticed that the atmosphere around him was a little bad, and he subconsciously wanted to get out and stay away from this stupid boy to be safe.

"It's hard to say! What do you want? We're all brothers! Didn't you see that I washed the lion boss just now? ”

It was too late, it was too late, Ling Qingfeng rubbed his feet at the same time, his body bowed, and he suddenly retreated three steps away, slamming his back into front of one of the young fighters.

When this person saw that the other party's back was empty, he was overjoyed, and he smashed it with a punch without thinking about it.

The man who punched was Zhao Deyue, a felony who committed robbery and murder, is only 19 years old this year, has committed four crimes, and was sentenced to 26 years. Before committing the crime, he was a true disciple of the local Muay Thai gym, and he practiced Ming Jin at a young age, if it weren't for his evil heart, maybe there would be a figure of him in the history of Muay Thai in the future.

Zhao Deyue's punch not only played a bright wind, but also played a drill force. This kind of punch is difficult to defend, and has its own style, which is already an extremely superior qualification.

However, Ling Qingfeng's back seemed to have eyes, he took half a step diagonally, leaned his body slightly, and the muscles on his back trembled violently, as if waves flowed, and most of the strength of this punch was unloaded purely with muscles.

Ling Qingfeng was very careful, the half-trick he used to retreat was actually born from the gossip swimming step, but in the thirteen days of confinement, he had already sorted out all the martial arts he had learned and changed them.

This half-step out, even if the Huoyun Evil God who taught him this set of footwork was in front of him, he would only feel plausible, and he didn't dare to judge that this was a gossip walk.

The shaking of the back is born from Mr. Yang's seven-style body technique, which is not heavy, and shows the subtlety of the body through the part of the body, and uses it flexibly to achieve the magical effect of defeating the enemy.

As soon as these two major tricks were used, they immediately received extraordinary results.

Ling Qingfeng turned his back to Zhao Deyue, stretched out his right arm, reached straight to the ground, twisted his waist and raised his shoulders, and suddenly the whole person slipped under Zhao Deyue's armpit and lifted the other party up.

Zhao Deyue has never experienced such a strange style of play, he only feels that the other party is like a loach, and his fists do not touch the meat, but in the next second, he turned into a giant crocodile, with infinite strength, and with a light pick, his legs were off the ground.

Ling Qingfeng used his shoulder strap arm to provoke his opponent at the same time, his wrist flipped over, buckled Zhao Deyue's forearm, pinched his five fingers, and immediately crushed Zhao Deyue's arm bones.

Before Zhao Deyue could scream in pain, Ling Qingfeng had already thrown him out directly as a weapon and smashed it into the other two young fighters.

"Thank you, senior brother, for your help!" Ling Qingfeng shouted shyly behind him.

The two boxers who were rushing up turned around and flew over when they saw Zhao Deyue and the kid face each other, and when they heard the shout, they thought that Zhao Deyue was about to defect, and immediately focused all their attention on Zhao Deyue.

They all know how powerful Zhao Deyue is, and the most important thing is that these people are competing with each other, and there is no tacit understanding and trust at all, so the fists and feet of the two young fighters all greeted Zhao Deyue at the same time.

Opportunities only exist for a moment, Ling Qingfeng is undoubtedly a guy who knows how to grasp opportunities, he does not care about the image of rolling on the spot, one flying in the sky, the other rolling underground, and Zhao Deyue formed a pinching momentum.

The next situation, you don't even have to look at it, Dongsheng Crazy Lion knows that these two young boys are finished!

Ling Qingfeng swept the opponent's foot and neck with a hula leg, swept the person into the air and somersaulted, and fell to the ground screaming.

Another young boxer was even more unlucky, his lower abdomen was pierced by Ling Qingfeng's five fingers with dark energy, and he kicked back three steps in disbelief, his face was like ashes, and he sat down against the corner of the wall.

The action of the four people fighting was shocking, and it was not until this time that Zhao Deyue's body slammed to the ground.

In an instant, the three young fighters who had already stepped into the peak of Ming Jin were crippled and scrapped, and the psychological offensive caused by this scene to others was extremely strong.

But Ling Qingfeng jumped up from the ground, still ran in front of the middle-aged boxer, and shouted with a smile: "I'm really sleepy!" It's all the way to non-stop fighting, killing, killing! I really want to get some sleep, man, you can help me once! ”

As soon as he was grasped by this guy who looked like a stupid hat, Deng Yue only felt a chill in his back spine, just like being entangled in a king cobra, and his whole body was weak, for fear that the other party would give him a poison! He didn't even have the courage to shake off the other man's palm.

It seems that those who don't want to die are afraid of one kind of person, that is, shameless! It's so powerful that it's perverted, but he's still so shameless, this person can't fight him, he really can't fight!

The Dongsheng Wild Lion watched this scene from the side, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up with a smile.

This Jinba is really funny! It's so rare to see something like this! Maybe he can really please the old man!

is obviously a dark martial artist who is one in ten thousand, and he is still young, but there is no trace of pride and complacency on his body, he only seeks the end and unscrupulous means, such a person will definitely not be a simple person. And his mind is terrifyingly high, just like the three opponents he seduced and defeated just now, all of them were the youngest, the most murderous, and the most potential people here.

After getting rid of these three unlucky guys at once, I believe that the others will also weigh the consequences before making a move.

Especially for an older fighter like Deng Yue, knowing that there is no hope of competing on behalf of Dongcang, is it still necessary to fight this poisonous snake?

This trick kills chickens and monkeys, making it really very good, even if it is yourself, it is just such a level!

The more Dongsheng Madly Lion looked at Jinba, the more pleasing it became, and the thought in his heart that was almost extinguished became hotter and hotter.

If the old man really picks this kid, he will accept him as a closed disciple. That means we can get out of trouble! No matter how great the power is here, how can it compare to the freedom of the flower world outside! I wish he could!

"Brothers, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! Let me explain, I'm really sleepy! Stop fighting with me! To fight, tomorrow! Come one by one! I promise to have enough fun with you! By the way, I'm not honest when I sleep, you take more responsibility, if you go to my bed and get injured, something happens, I'm not responsible! Ling Qingfeng shouted casually while smiling at the same time.

The rest of the fighters were all indignant, glaring at him with round eyes and angry eyes.

"Boss Dongsheng, then I can sleep in whichever bed, right?" Ling Qingfeng seemed to turn his head to speak to the Dongsheng Madly Lion, but his feet suddenly exerted force, and he jumped between the two sandbags with an arrow step.

The bow opened left and right, and two fists smashed on the sandbag, still playing dark energy.

The two sandbags burst in response to the fist, and the sand grains inside were scattered all at once.

Except for the Dongsheng Wild Lion, everyone present was shocked by the power of these two punches.

These two punches were swung out, and they didn't seem to have much strength, and the sandbag didn't even shake, but it was like being cut by a sharp blade, leaking out of the sand, could this be the true power of dark energy! We're all inferior to him!

Taking advantage of the moment when all the boxers were stunned, Ling Qingfeng's fist did not retract, but turned into a fist, and his four fingers suddenly popped out in the flowing sand.

Dark energy shot out again, and four pieces of sand and gravel snorted a few times under the spray of dark energy, and shot at the two fighters standing opposite.

There were still two young men with strong blood, and the two of them were hit by the sand and gravel containing dark energy, and they screamed, and they turned over and fell, no different from the feeling of being shot.

"I'm sorry, I'm cheap!" Ling Qingfeng stood at the other end of the sandbag and said with a smile.

The other fighters turned the two fighters who had been plotted over and saw that one of them had been hit by a few pieces of sand in his chest, and several small holes had been pierced in his chest, and blood was gushing out. The other was shot in the cheek, and the wound on his face was deep and bone-seeing, and the force was almost the same as being hit by an iron sand gun.

The rest of the fighters all shuddered and turned their gaze to the Dongsheng Wild Lions.

Dongsheng Madly Lion didn't have the slightest sympathy on his face, but said **: "I just said, you are his sparring partner, he can fight if he wants, and you have to fight if you don't want to!" ”

originally thought that Dongsheng Boss would think about the love of the same prison, but now I found out that these big guys are all dog-faced people who turn their faces and bite people, only seeking results, not asking for righteousness.

At this point, everyone will no longer think that silly boy is a real silly boy! He, like the Dongsheng Mad, eats people and doesn't spit out bones. (To be continued.) )