I was overjoyed and wanted to run out, but I immediately felt that something was wrong, and there was a very strange sound outside, rattling, rattling, loud.

When I looked up, my heart tightened as I knew where the sound was coming from, and the doors of all the cells on the other side slowly opened, and it turned out that these iron bars were electrically controlled.

The loud noise woke up the people in the cell one after another, and many people got up and shouted loudly, and ran out shirtless.

I remembered what the bald and sharp-mouthed men had said when they passed by me today, and suddenly I felt a panic, and I suddenly closed the cell door, pretended to close it, and then turned around and ran to the bed, and dragged my bed over with all my might, turned it over, so that the bed was facing the door, and pressed against the door, and then sat on the ground with my back to the wall, and secretly prayed in my heart not to be discovered by them.

After a while, there was a very chaotic sound of footsteps outside the door, and then I heard the voice of someone talking outside, and wondered, "Why didn't he open this door?" It is not on duty and forgot. ”

Another voice said, "Whatever the hell, just slam the door open." ”

Another unfamiliar voice came, "What if you hit the door and woke him up?" ”

A voice replied: "What are you afraid of when you wake up, he can't run out, there are so many of us, you can't tear him apart." ”

"Forget it, this door is quite heavy, and it's not easy to bump." Another voice came, "I'm going to ask the guy on duty for the key." ”

"Okay, let's go."

Multiple voices echoed.

I clenched my fists tightly, panicked, my palms and body were already covered with sweat.

None of the voices spoken just now were the same, and with so many footsteps at the beginning, I preliminarily judged that there were at least dozens of people gathered outside.

From their conversations, and the words the guards reminded me of that night, I probably guessed that they had set it up in the first place.

"Here comes the key, let's let let let."

There was a rush of footsteps, followed by the clash of keys, and the man put the key into the door, and said, "The man on duty said that he opened the door, and the lock was broken, so why is it still closed?" ”

As he spoke, he turned the key hard, slammed the door, and I leaned against the bed.

"Hey, it's weird, why can't you push it away."

As he spoke, he twisted the key again, pushed it hard, and wondered, "Why can't this be pushed away?" ”

"I'll come."

Another heavy voice came, and then he twisted the key, pushed it in hard, and scolded: "Grass, the door is blocked by something, is that kid awake?!" ”

As soon as his voice fell, the people around him immediately scolded, and began to push the door hard, seeing that he was really resisted, he immediately scolded, kicked the door with his foot, and yelled for me to open the door.

I kicked on the ground, my back on the bed behind me, they slammed the door hard, because the force was too great, I hit my body together, I didn't say a word, gritted my teeth and pushed against the door.

They shouted rudely outside the door, "Boy, you'll die ugly when we go in a minute." ”

I exhaled, didn't speak, and my mind raced through what to do.

They yelled outside the door, and the crowd pushed hard at the door.

The bed in my room was not of good quality, it was an iron frame bed, the weight was very light, and I was not heavy, and I was a little fat during this time, and it was only less than one hundred and twelve, so I was hit by them like this, and the door was slowly knocked open, and I and the bed moved forward, and the bed made a snorting sound when it was pulled on the ground.

Seeing that I couldn't resist it at all, and sooner or later they would rush in, I simply got up and tilted the bed, temporarily resisted the door, retreated to the back, facing the door, squatted down and touched my legs, and then pulled out a dagger of about 20 centimeters, stood up, half-bowed, and took the dagger back, so that the back of the knife was against the arm, and it was not easy to be found.

This is a knife cover that Han Yi helped me make before, it is very light and thin, it is not easy to be found, and the dagger was also given by him, which is extremely sharp.

Let me carry it with me in case I need it, and now I need it.

Although I tilted the bed over at that time, I couldn't resist the force at all, and I was knocked open by the crowd outside after a few hard hits, and then a large group of people poured in like a tide, shouting loudly, and I came.

I was very calm and watched them carefully, and at the moment they rushed in, I kicked under my feet, and immediately rushed forward, and with a turn of the dagger in my hand, I grasped the handle of the knife, and the tip of the knife pierced him in the stomach.

At that time, the sharp-mouthed man was at the forefront, and when he saw that I did not retreat, his face was happy, and he reached out to grab me, but when his body touched me, his face changed, his eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at me with a painful expression.

I spun the dagger, then jerked it out, pushing him away.

At that time, there was no light in the room, and I could only see the figure clearly from the faint light outside the cell, and everyone was shouting too loudly, so after he fell, everyone didn't notice that he had fallen, and the crowd rushed towards me when he stepped on him, and his screams were drowned out in the shouts of the crowd.

At that time, they surrounded me in an instant, several hands grabbed my clothes, I stepped steadily, the dagger in my hand was held at my waist, and there was a mess of stabbing in front of me, and the people who were stabbed immediately screamed and let go of their hands.

I turned around and stabbed the people behind me again, and they immediately let go of their hands.

Only then did the crowd erupt into a panicked shout, "He has a knife!" He has a knife! ”

The crowd immediately retreated, and several injured people also held their stomachs and retreated, while the sharp-mouthed man who rushed to the front at the beginning was lying on the ground at this time, and there was no movement.

I hunched slightly, diverted my steps, held the dagger in my hand tightly, and looked at them with fierce eyes.

The crowd suddenly looked at each other, and then the crowd parted, and a person came out, a big bald head, the same big bald head that I watched outside my door with the sharp-mouthed man today.

He looked at the sharp-mouthed man on the ground, looked up at me with a gloomy face, and yelled, "it!" Can so many people still be scared by his broken knife? Go and snatch the knife out of his hand first! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd rushed towards me like a tidal wave.

I didn't have the slightest panic, when Han Yi taught me the knife technique, he said that when fighting with people, you must not be cowardly, no matter whether the other party is one person or tens of millions of people, you must have a kind of temperament to give up who I am, otherwise if you are afraid, you will lose more than half.

I twisted my neck, flipped the dagger in my hand twice, and rushed forward with a loud roar.

This battle can be described as tragic, at first I still danced with a dagger, but because there were too many people, the trick could not be used in the end, I only knew that I held the dagger and stabbed and cut it indiscriminately, and the injured suddenly screamed loudly and retreated, but there was still a steady stream of people rushing at me.

But fortunately, the dagger in my hand has not been snatched over, thanks to the dagger anti-snatching routine that Han Yi taught me, otherwise once it was snatched, then I would be finished.

In the end, there were no less than twenty people lying in the whole cell, all of them were seriously injured and could not escape, and the others with minor injuries ran out, and there were still many people lying there in the aisle at the door, screaming.

When I was standing on the ground, my legs began to shake, and my arms were almost weak, and I didn't know how many hundreds of strokes I had made.

And I was also hit a lot by fists and feet, and my body was not only tired, but also tingling.

I gasped for breath and dragged the bed over, and saw that it was a little deformed, but it was still possible, and I sat on top of it after putting on the quilt.

Outside the door and in the cell opposite, some people who were not involved were watching curiously.

After a while, there was a noisy voice outside, scolding loudly: "Go back to your cell!" Back to the cell! ”

Then I saw a group of people, including prison guards and policemen, walking outside the cell door, led by the captain who had arrested me today.

He glanced at the people on the ground, then at me, his face full of shock.

I bent over, turned my head and smiled at him, and said, "Even this kind of thing wants my life, is there anything more powerful?" ”