As soon as Duan Feng entered the prison, his eyes did not take his eyes off Qiao Bei and Wang Kun's bodies, and a ghostly light burst out of his eyes, slowly oozing a chill, approaching the two of them.

"Are you Wang Kun?" Duan Feng asked in a cold voice.

"What the hell is going on with you?" Qiao Bei saw that the comer was not good, and immediately blocked in front of Wang Kun, a thin handsome face raised slightly, looked at Duan Feng with a hanging, raised his eyebrows, and shouted: "What is the matter to me, I am his spokesperson, the kind of ...... with a very high price."

"Are you Qiao Bei?" Duan Feng's eyes slowly shrank, but the inexplicable chill became more and more intense, making Qiao Bei shiver.

It's cold!

No, it's murderous.

"You want to be on duty?" A cheap smile appeared at the corner of Qiao Bei's mouth, and he shouted at Duan Feng: "No problem, you can talk as you like in this warehouse, those people can be ravaged by you, Brother Kun and I are not good at this, and those people don't have any oil and water to squeeze, they are all poor and can't do it." ”

"Xiaobei, you stand with them." Wang Kun stretched out his hand to pull Qiao Bei away, he already had a premonition of why this person came.

Qiao Bei stumbled at his feet and almost fell, but soon turned around and smiled at Wang Kun: "Brother Kun, let them rob this kind of bullshit, let's be knights who return to the mountains and forests, there is no need to fight and kill all day long, how boring." ”

Qiao Bei knew that Mr. Wei was operating, and at this time, Wang Kun couldn't get into trouble anymore, otherwise the sins on his body would not be erased at all, and it would only add a lot of trouble.

"He's Duan Feng." Wang Kun's eyes revealed a ray of fine light, sweeping towards the comer.

"Duan Feng?" Qiao Bei quickly turned to stare at Duan Feng, looking at the new prisoner, and kept reciting the information that Ling Shan revealed to him: "At the age of 27, the French Foreign Legion retired from the army, and later joined a mercenary organization in Africa, and carried out many kidnappings and assassinations against foreign dignitaries, without missing a ......"

Duan Feng didn't pay attention to Qiao Bei at all, staring at Wang Kun with his eyes, and asked coldly, "You killed Duan Yun?" ”

"He killed Brother Han!" Wang Kun also had pores all over his body expanding, his six senses were fully opened, and his gaze was like a sword blade, piercing straight into the cold swept by Duan Feng.

The chill that burst out of Duan Feng's body became more and more acute, and he gritted his teeth word by word and asked: "Even if he is not in a thousand ways, you kill him, it is also the retribution he deserves, but why did you cut off his head and not even leave a whole corpse?" ”

"Whoever moves my robe brother must be made to taste the pain of three knives and be in a different place!" Wang Kun sneered, and pushed Qiao Bei vigorously against the wall on the other side, Duan Feng had already attacked, and the iron shackles of the two dragged across the ground with a loud bang.

Boom!

Duan Feng jumped up in the air, turned his right elbow into a knife, and slashed at Wang Kun heavily, but Wang Kun put his arms together, and the strength of his whole body suddenly gathered on the top of the bend of his left elbow, and the elbows of the two instantly touched each other, and the life-and-death collision of all the strength of the two broke out and dispersed the cold chill that burst out of the two of them.

Even Qiao Bei felt a pain in his body, as if Duan Feng's slash with a huge impact force was slashing at himself, which made Qiao Bei grin.

The two collided at first glance, separated in an instant, and then attacked again, and the movement was extremely fast, like a phantom ghost, only to see two iron shackles flying in the air, and it was chaotic.

In less than ten seconds, the two of them have attacked and defended several times, and their kung fu is on par.

Qiao Bei on the side saw that Duan Feng was so sharp, worried about Wang Kun, and thought about going over to help, but he knew that if he went up, not only would he not be able to help Wang Kun, but he might also have to distract Wang Kun to take care of himself, so he was even more anxious. I was anxious to think of a way in my head, but for a while, where did I come up with a perfect solution?

It's called discipline!

As soon as the thought came out, Qiao Bei immediately ran to the iron gate, knocked on the iron door loudly, and shouted loudly outside the door: "Discipline, there is a fight!" Killed! Come on! If you don't come, you'll die! ”

screamed a few times, but I haven't seen the discipline come over. Worried about Wang Kun in his heart, he turned his head to look, but saw that the two of them were still attacking each other, and no one thought about defending, they all punched and kicked each other's vital places.

"Discipline ......" Qiao Bei shouted a few more times, but no one came over, and when he turned around, he saw that Wang Kun and Duan Feng had been twisted together, Duan Feng's hand chain wanted to lock Wang Kun's head, but Wang Kun stretched it out with both hands, and his knees went up a few times, right in Duan Feng's abdomen, but in the end, he was wrapped around his neck by Duan Feng's iron chain, who didn't care about his own vital points, and he had to cross and wrap it.

Qiao Bei's heart was so anxious that he couldn't care about it anymore, so he rushed to Duan Feng's back in a few steps, covering Duan Feng's eyes with both hands.

Duan Feng's sight disappeared as soon as possible, and his hands were not free because he wanted to lock Wang Kun, so he had to use his feet to stomp on Qiao Bei's feet, Qiao Bei instantly felt the pain of his right foot that was being stomped, and he jumped up, and his two feet simply wrapped around Duan Feng's waist.

How could Wang Kun let go of Duan Feng's golden opportunity to lose his mind for a few seconds? His right arm pierced out between Duan Feng's two hands, turned his fist into a palm, and slashed towards Duan Feng's neck from the bottom.

Duan Feng suddenly felt a terrible pain in his throat, his breathing stopped for a few seconds, and the strength in his body exploded, and he hugged Wang Kun and Qiao Bei on his back and fell down to the left side with an 'ah' sound.

Boom!

The three of them all smashed firmly on the ground, Qiao Bei because his feet were wrapped around Duan Feng's waist, his left arm and left leg were pressed down by the weight of the three people, and he was so swollen that he couldn't do it, all the internal organs in his abdomen seemed to have moved in an instant, and he was twisted uncomfortably, where could he still cover Duan Feng's eyes with his two hands, just holding his legs on the ground and grinning his teeth, straight into a cold sweat.

The two who fell to the ground and broke away immediately deceived themselves again, attacking and fighting, and the two of them met opponents in chess, and they were all proficient in the art of fighting, and the fight was extremely dangerous.

……

On the avenue outside the detention center, Kuang Wenbin drove over. It was only after all the cases were sorted out that a question suddenly popped up in his mind: "Why did Duan Feng throw himself into the net at this time?" ”

Wang Kun! He was going to enter the detention center to assassinate Wang Kun! As soon as he thought of this, Kuang Wenbin's mind was instantly clear, and he took Ouyang Kai to the detention center in a hurry, he knew that Duan Feng must have the means to let himself be assigned to a prison with Wang Kun, and with Wang Kun, there was also Qiao Bei.

……

The two of them were still fighting viciously in the prison, both rushing to kill each other, and all they did was killing. Duan Feng wants to kill Wang Kun to avenge his younger brother, Wang Kun wants to kill Duan Feng to prevent future troubles, he knows that if he doesn't kill Duan Feng now, Duan Feng will kill himself, and then the next target is Qiao Bei.

Boom!

There was another loud bang, and both of them fell to the ground, Duan Feng's iron chain finally locked Wang Kun's neck, and the two hands crossed vigorously and strangled outward.

Wang Kun, who was riding on Duan Feng's body, began to turn red, but he held his breath, grabbed Duan Feng's head between Duan Feng's arms with both hands and smashed it down on the cement low pier by the pool, once, twice......

Duan Feng clenched the iron chain with both hands, regardless of the pain in his head, strangled Wang Kun's neck, and refused to let go no matter what.

Qiao Bei has been paying attention to the vicious fight between the two, wanting to go over to help, his left leg is swollen and painful, and his abdomen is churning again, and he wants to stand up with his hands to support his body, but his whole body is falling apart, where is the slightest strength? Just watching the two entangled, I was anxious.

"You go over and pull them away!" Qiao Bei knew that he couldn't stop the two of them fighting, so he had to call out to the others in the warehouse. But how could half of the prisoners in the same warehouse dare to get involved in such a thing? Don't say it's a life-and-death fight, even if a brutal gangster comes in on weekdays, they don't dare to squeak, let alone now?

Seeing that no one was moving, Qiao Bei hurriedly shouted outside: "Discipline!" Discipline! Come on! I'm going to kill someone! ”

There was finally a sound of footsteps in the corridor, no matter how good the discipline was, they didn't dare to let the prisoners in the prison each other to death, and occasionally got into a fight, but they threw both of them into the small black room, which was going to die, and the matter was a big deal.

When Qiao Bei saw the discipline coming, he turned his head to look at the edge of the pool, and saw that there was already a pool of blood under Duan Feng's head, and he was shocked: "Brother Kun, don't kill people!" ”

Wang Kun was already strangled by Duan Feng, and the blood in his head was shuttling back and forth in his brain, but he couldn't come out, just grabbed Duan Feng's head and smashed it to the ground.

The discipline was shocked outside the iron gate, and at the same time, Kuang Wenbin, who came over, was even more surprised, what he was worried about really happened, and hurriedly urged the discipline to open the door quickly.

Wang Kun didn't pay attention to these at all, just grabbed Duan Feng's head and smashed it to the ground. Discipline opened the door, rushed over in a few steps, stabbed Wang Kun with an electric baton, and an electric current went straight to Wang Kun's head, and the blood that couldn't help hovering in his head was stimulated for a while, and he grabbed Duan Feng's head with both hands and smashed it to the ground for the last time.

Boom!

The two fell together, motionless.

After a while, the correctional officer and the guard of the detention center wanted to separate the two, but found that Duan Feng's hands were stiff, and he couldn't break the chain no matter how he grabbed it. And Wang Kun also had a bright red overflow from his nose, and the speed became faster and faster, instantly dyeing Duan Feng's chest placket.

……

The next day, the detention center was overhauled.

From top to bottom, investigations were carried out at all levels, focusing on rectifying prison discipline, and those who had been dismissed from public office for the original correctional and those who had been demoted were demoted, and those who were punished were punished. Qiaobei's prison was managed by a new correctional officer, and the warehouse was restored to peace, new prisoners were added, and old prisoners were transferred.

Qiao Bei didn't know all this, because he was in the small black house.

But he already knew that his worshipping brother, the assassin who was rampant in the rivers and lakes with one stab, and the righteous brother Wang Kun who terrified the gang of people in the ancient city bastard world, had already died of a cerebral hemorrhage that afternoon, and Duan Feng, the mercenary who had traveled thousands of miles to kill him, had both died in battle.

Dead together.

Half a month later, Qiao Bei was released from the small black room and was still detained in the original prison, and a week later, Qiao Bei was transferred to the economic prison and locked up with a group of economic criminals.

A month later, Lu Weiwei and Meng Yao finally saw Qiao Bei, who was pale and bloodless, in the reception room, and looked surprised: "Xiaobei, what's wrong with you?" Bullied inside? ”

Qiao Bei shook his head, squeezed out a smile on his face, and said to Lu Weiwei: "Did I bring the book I asked you to bring?" ”

"I brought it, and some daily necessities, and handed it over to the correction, and after they checked it, they will send it to your prison, but you have to be careful not to cause trouble, otherwise the discipline will confiscate it for you." Lu Weiwei repeatedly advised.

"It's okay, I'm not going to get in trouble." Qiao Bei smiled.

Lu Weiwei looked worried and asked: "I heard from the correctional officer that your detention period will be extended by three months, for a total of nine months, and you will serve your sentence in the detention center, but, Xiaobei, you don't have to worry, I will ask my father to find someone again." ”

"You don't have to look for it, you just take care of Xincheng and Jingding outside, I want to take a break and read a good book inside." Qiao Bei rejected Lu Weiwei's kindness, he knew that Mr. Wei had contributed, because Fengzi and Zhu Mingming were about to be released from prison.

But his heart has not yet returned, and he wants to think carefully about why all things have developed to this point in this day when there are no trivial things in it. Why did Wang Kun die? Why did Meng Guanghan and Liu Weimin die? Why is Duan Feng?

And how should I face my future life?

Never repeat the mistakes of the past, this is the question that Qiao Bei thinks about the most in these days.

"Okay, what are you missing, squeak with the discipline, and I'll bring it to you when I get back." Lu Weiwei didn't understand why Qiao Bei refused, but he was used to listening to Qiao Bei's words.

Qiao Bei smiled, looked at Meng Yao on the side and shouted, "Meng Bobo, when will you marry Wei Wei?" ”

"You want to care?" Meng Yao's words were sharp, but he handed Lu Weiwei a gentle look, which made Qiao Bei catch it, and when he thought of Hao Jing in his heart, he felt sore, but he still squeezed out a smile and shouted: "Quickly accept the scourge of Weiwei, it is also a burden to stay in the world." ”

"! Don't have no conscience, Yaoyao and I have discussed, we have to wait for you to come out, we will hold the wedding directly, and you must be my best man. Lu Weiwei's face was happy.

Qiao Bei shook his head and smiled: "It's over, another girl from a good family has fallen." ”

"Young woman...... Lu Weiwei's voice just fell, and then he screamed: "Ah...... Yaoyao, why are you pinching me? ”

Qiao Bei couldn't stand it anymore: "Get out, don't irritate me too much." ”

"Yaoyao, come and ......"

"Okay."

Seeing the two kissing openly in front of him, Qiao Bei was furious: ", wait for me to go out, I have to disturb you......"

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