Night crept in.

The dark night in the detention center is even more gloomy.

Around three o'clock in the morning, it is also the time when humans sleep most soundly, and it stands to reason that this time should be especially quiet.

But somebody quietly got up from the bunk, and then came to the door in the dark, and looked out of the iron fence.

Immediately, he made a gesture.

Soon, all the people on the Chase bunk, who seemed to be "asleep", quietly got up from the bunks, like a group of hungry beasts, with a green and faint fierce light in their eyes, and slowly approached Yang Jiekai, who was still sleeping on the bunk.

"This has nothing to do with you, if he resists later, you will help press it, if something happens, it will all be on my head."

Zhao Hu said in a low voice, and then held a sharpened glasses leg in his hand and slowly walked towards Yang Jiekai.

The second-instance verdict of Zhao Hu's death sentence has come down, and when he will eat that gun, it is only a matter of time, maybe tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow.

Therefore, he didn't have the slightest concern at all, and he didn't care about killing one more person, because he only had one head, which was only enough to take a gun.

He held his glasses high, and a cold fierce light appeared in his eyes, aiming at Yang Jiekai's heart, and then stabbed it hard......

Before Zhao Hu was arrested, he was a habitual criminal who robbed and killed people, with at least seven or eight lives in his hands, and he knew that if he really wanted a person's life, a sharpened glasses leg was even better than a pistol.

He is used to killing, and he knows where to stab it so that it will not be blocked by the ribs, so that the sharpened temple can accurately pierce a person's heart.

However, when the leg of the glasses was about less than a centimeter away from Yang Jiekai's chest, Zhao Hu suddenly felt a tightness in his wrist, and then a sharp pain spread throughout his body.

Yang Jiekai suddenly opened his eyes.

He had expected that Zhao Hu would definitely attack him, so he kept a little vigilant, and he looked like he was asleep, but he had already woken up.

Just kidding, on the battlefield, the bullets have come over, and countless people have offered astronomical sums of money to hire the world's top killers to take his life, and in the end they all failed without exception.

How can such a person be dealt with by a mere murderer?

Boom!

Yang Jiekai was lying on the bunk, and a rabbit kicked Zhao Hu out, and at the same time, his whole body bounced up from the bunk and rushed towards Zhao Hu who was flying against the wall.

Zhao grabbed the leg of his glasses and tried to stab it again, but Yang Jiekai didn't give him this chance at all.

A kick on his wrist, only to hear a click, directly kicked his wrist to a comminuted fracture!

Then, Yang Jiekai grabbed him by the collar, clenched his fist with the other hand, and beckoned to Zhao Hu with a bang.

Zhao Hu didn't even have time to snort, he was smashed by Yang Jiekai's iron fist, and then his eyes went black, and he passed out directly.

"Whoever wants to end up like him, just come here!"

Yang Jiekai threw Zhao Hu, who had already passed out, aside, and then yelled at the person next to him who was already stunned.

"I'm damn you!"

A hardcore junior brother of Zhao Hu relied on the large number of people, came back to his senses, and was the first to rush towards Yang Jiekai.

Someone took the lead, and the people behind were not so afraid, and they rushed towards Yang Jiekai one after another.

Yang Jiekai once again gave them a vivid lesson in martial arts, without any superfluous fancy movements, they were all grabbing an elbow, or a straight punch and a leg sweep, and knocked all these people to the ground in a few clicks.

"Are you convinced?"

Yang Jiekai grabbed a person's collar from the ground, picked it up like a chicken, and said calmly.

Seeing that the man didn't react, Yang Jiekai directly twisted one of his arms and twisted it hard......

Kala!

With a terrifying crisp sound, that person's arm was actually twisted off by Yang Jiekai!

"Accept it or not!" Yang Jiekai asked calmly again, and when he spoke, he grabbed the other party's other arm at the same time.

"Serve, big brother, I'm convinced!" The man's arm had been torn, and his head was covered in beads of sweat the size of beans.

"Good, you're safe."

Yang Jiekai put down this person, then walked in front of another person, and still asked in a calm tone, "What about you?" Convincing or not? ”

"Serve, big brother, I'm convinced!" This person had seen Yang Jiekai's methods just now, and he was already scared.

Yang Jiekai nodded, glanced around at the rest of the people again, and this time, before he could ask, the rest of them knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Big brother, we're served."

"Good!"

Yang Jiekai nodded, "From today onwards, this prison will be surnamed Yang with me, as long as you follow the rules in the future, I guarantee that you will all have a good life, but if anyone dares to do it against me, I promise to let him go out sideways!" ”

Zhao Hu was woken up by a bucket of cold water, and as soon as he came to his senses, he saw Yang Jiekai standing in front of him, looking at him expressionlessly.

And his little brothers were all standing behind Yang Jiekai, staring at him intently.

"Give it all to me, hold him down for me!" Greeting said viciously.

But there was still no reaction from the group.

"Are you dumb, don't you hear me!" Zhao Hu roared angrily.

Yang Jiekai sneered, looked at Zhao Hu and said, "Zhao Hu, give you a chance, now kneel down and kowtow to me and beg for mercy, I can guarantee that you will be comfortable before you go on the road." ”

"Fuck your mother's fart, Lao Tzu's life is gone anyway, and I'm not afraid to take away another backpad!" An outlaw like Zhao Hu naturally won't admit it easily.

Yang Jiekai sighed lightly, "The opportunity has been given to you, you don't want it, and in the future, don't blame anyone, you asked for it." ”

After saying that, he turned around and went back to sleep on the bunk with a blank face.

And more than a dozen expressionless people behind him approached Zhao Hu step by step.

"What do you want to do, do you want to rebel!" Zhao Hu finally sensed that something was wrong.

It's just that no one paid attention to his words, and these people rushed up and beat Zhao Hu around.

In the detention center, what status, background, and friendship are all bullshit, and the comparison is who has more means, whose fists are harder, who has the strength, and who has the final say.

Previously, Zhao Hu relied on his identity as a death row prisoner and his lifeless style to conquer everyone and become the big brother of the first shop.

But now, there is a person in the prison who is harder than his fists and is not afraid of his status as a death row prisoner, so the country takes turns.

In order to show their loyalty, when these people beat Zhao Hu, one by one was heavier than the other, and poor Zhao Hu was beaten to death again.

Since this day, Yang Jiekai has truly established his supremacy in this prison, although Zhao Hu has confessed, he still has to be beaten by Yang Jiekai every day.

It wasn't until the day before Zhao Hu was sentenced that Yang Jiekai didn't beat him.

That afternoon, the dinner that was delivered was no longer boiled cabbage, but fragrant jajangmyeon, and everyone swallowed when they smelled it.

There was only one person who couldn't be happy, and that was Zhao Hu, because he knew that his deadline was coming.

The detention center is very humane, and the day before the death row prisoner is sentenced, the food will be improved, of course, not for one person, but for the entire detention center.

Therefore, the inmates in the detention center know that every time the food is improved, someone will be on the road the next day.

Looking at the steaming jajangmyeon, everyone was swallowing saliva, but everyone dared to step forward and serve it.

Because there is an unwritten rule in the detention center, before every meal, the head shop must be served first, and occasionally there are a few pieces of fat in the meal, and the head shop must be picked first, and the rest can be eaten by others.

Yang Jiekai, who is accustomed to battlefield life, is not disgusted with boiled cabbage and the like, in his eyes, food is just a kind of energy, which can sustain life and replenish physical strength, as for the taste or something, it is dispensable.

Once on the battlefield, in order to survive, Yang Jiekai ate grass roots, tree bark, and even swallowed moss that even wild goats could not swallow.

"Find a big bowl with a bowl of noodles and more fried sauce." Yang Jiekai squinted on the bunk for a while, and finally straightened up lazily and said.

One of the prisoners immediately stepped forward, filled a large bowl full of steaming noodles, and poured half of the fried sauce on top of the noodles.

Then he handed it to Yang Jiekai with respectful hands, and Yang Jiekai motioned for the man to put the noodles aside, and then made a look, and the prisoners pounced on the fried noodles like hungry wolves.

And Zhao Hu on the side could only swallow his saliva, although in a sense, this fried noodles were because of him.

However, who made him angry with Yang Jiekai, in the detention center, no one cares if he will die the next day, his life is not even as good as a bowl of fried noodles.

After more than a week of beatings, Zhao Hu had completely lost his temper, and he could only nest in the corner and watch the prisoners gobble up the fried noodles he bought with his life.

"You, come with me to the wind farm."

Yang Jiekai looked at Zhao Hu, said lukewarmly, then picked up the fried noodles, walked into the wind field, and ordered a few people to look at the door of the wind field, and no one was allowed to come in.

At the back of each prison cell there is a wind farm of about 20 square meters, which is used by prisoners to release the wind, and it is rarely open on weekdays, and dinner time is just when the wind field is open.

Zhao Hu got up with heavy shackles and handcuffs, and then followed Yang Jiekai into the wind field, at this time he looked at Yang Jiekai in the same way as he looked at the king of Hades.

"Big brother, I may be on the road tomorrow, you let the steadfastness live for a while."

Zhao Hu looked at Yang Jiekai, his eyes full of pleading.

Yang Jiekai found a corner and squatted down, motioned for Zhao Hu to sit in front of him, and then put the fried noodles in front of him, "Eat." ”

Zhao Hu was stunned for a moment, and saw that Yang Jiekai didn't seem to be joking, so he carefully picked up the fried noodles and took a tentative bite, seeing that Yang Jiekai still didn't react, so he was relieved and boldly devoured.

In the more than a week since Yang Jiekai came, Zhao Hu was beaten every day, not to mention, even ordinary boiled cabbage could only be given to him a small half bowl a day, and now in the face of a large bowl of fragrant fried noodles, the eating appearance is self-evident.

Yang Jiekai smoked a cigarette, quietly waited for Zhao Hu to finish eating the fried noodles, then smoked a cigarette and lit it and handed it to Zhao Hu.

"Big brother......" Zhao Hu took the cigarette tremblingly, and there were tears in his eyes.

In the detention center, a bowl of noodles or a cigarette can completely buy a person's heart at some point.

"Even if you eat noodles, it's not enough for me to let people hold another bowl, and the cigarette is also let go, and your cigarette pipe is enough today." Yang Jiekai looked at Zhao Hu and said lukewarmly.