In that duel a month ago, Wren lost badly, trying his best but not allowing the bald fat to move a bit. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info but now it's different, after all kinds of crazy and strict physical training, coupled with the possession of spiritual power, Wren has completed his first transformation.

At this moment, the voice of Coloros rang out: "Ready... Begin! ”

"Hey!"

"Huh!"

Both sides exerted their strength at the same time, and with a muffled snort, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Wren's mouth, his arm slowly fell down, and the bald fat took the upper hand!

Everyone let out a cry of surprise, and those foremen looked at each other, bald and fat have been the boss of the cell for the past few years, and this strength is really worthy of its name. As for Beck, his face turned white, he couldn't understand why Wren wanted to challenge the bald head on the wrist wrench, this is what the other party is best at!

Only a few people who don't know much about the inside story have a playful smile. Ka Yue's eyes flickered, she looked at Ren's relaxed expression, and said in her heart: The bald head is miserable.

"Humph, boy, that's all that strength?" The bald fat pouted and mocked: "Look at me breaking your hand in one go!" ”

"Last stand!"

A layer of faint green light appeared on the bald fat body, and he directly activated the ultimate, vowing to take down Wren in an instant.

The effect was also remarkable, and Wren's wrist kept drooping, and he was about to touch the stool! But at this time, the bald fat felt that something was wrong, and his face slowly changed.

Wren's arm is still one centimeter away from falling on the chair, as long as he presses down this centimeter distance, it is a bald and fat victory! However, Wren's arm suddenly turned into a mountain, which could not be shaken, and the distance of one centimeter became close in front of him, but far away in the sky.

It's a strange situation, and it's known to be the hardest to exert when the arm is about to fall. Generally, the defeat is so big that even if the strength is greater than the opponent, it is difficult to have a chance to turn the tables, and it can be said that the bald and fat victory is certain.

"What's going on?" Some foremen frowned and whispered quietly.

"Why don't you move your bald head? Wren was just a little bit away from losing. ”

"Look at him and look wrong, on his forehead... Is it a bead of sweat? ”

"No, isn't Wren lost? Bald and fat, tired and sweating? ”

The bald fat noticed that something was wrong, and he used his strength to feed, his face turned red, and he wanted to press his weight up, but Wren's arm did not move at all. For a moment, he even wondered if this was a human hand. How is it the same as steel?

"You, what tricks did you play!" The bald head yelled in annoyance.

At this time, everyone understood that it was not that the bald head didn't want to press Wren's arm down, but that he couldn't do it!

A group of foremen looked into Wren's eyes again, a little frightened. His expression was still relaxed, and he didn't look like he was cornered. Is he just showing what he seems, or is he still having the power to spare? If it's the latter, it's terrible.

At this time, the tiger let out an untimely laugh, looking at the bald and fat eyes, with undisguised pity. He said, "Head, stop playing with this fat man, hurry up and win!" ”

Before Wren could respond, the bald head was fat but angry, and roared: "Who the hell do you say is fat?!" "What's going on today? The coercion he had accumulated for many years seemed to disappear overnight, first the obedient Berker rebellion, then Wren, and then this group of newcomers! Do you want to die?

"Hey, you still have room to talk, you're very powerful, aren't you?" Wren said lightly: "Wrenching the wrist is about being vigorous." ”

The bald head sneered, "All at once? You look like you're about to lose, right? Do you have the ability to show me in one go? ”

The foremen held their breath, and they had a hunch that the victory or defeat was about to be revealed. Berk noticed the atmosphere and calmed down, he was indeed too flustered, and now he looked closely at Wren's appearance, as if everything was in the curtain.

"Hmph, then let you see, what is a bang!"

In an instant, Wren's bland face became hideous, holding the greasy hand of the bald head and fat, the scenes of him once bullying himself flashed like a movie, his food, his salary, his blood and sweat, all of which were squeezed by this bastard!

The violent mood seems to be able to affect others, and the foreman, who is closer to Wren, has goosebumps inexplicably, and subconsciously takes half a step back. The foreman hadn't figured out what the reason was, but the next moment, he quickly knew.

There was a loud bang, and I saw that Wren's arm that was about to fall suddenly lifted up, and slammed the bald fat hand on the stool with a click! This is not the end, he used so much force that he directly pressed the latter's hand to smash the stool and crush it to the ground!

"Ahh

With a scream, his bald and fat face turned the color of pig liver, and his fleshy right hand smashed on the concrete floor, and a small pit came out, and his five fingers were soft and open, and he was directly abolished!

The abrupt unfolding was shocking, and everyone was still in a sluggish state, thinking that this is over, the bald head must be crazy!

But before he could get angry, Wren made the first move! He kicked the bald fat head, who reacted quickly and blocked it with his arm, and the bald hero was the Zaun Maniac, a typical thick-skinned tank that could not be injured by ordinary attacks.

"Boy, you're going to die today!" The bald fat shouted hysterically, but Wren smiled mockingly, stretched out his feet and kicked on his arms, at first everyone didn't find anything special, but the moment the fists and feet met, an imperceptible light flickered, and the next second, the bald fat face flew out upside down with a shocked face, and crashed into the iron bed, and the fat body bent the bed and arched on the wall.

Everyone was shocked, the bald fat head was the boss of the cell, and being defeated by Wren was secondary, and what was even more surprising was undoubtedly the fleeting light!

"Yes, it's spiritual power!" One of the foremen exclaimed in a low voice.

"Doesn't the iron lock everything up? Why can he use spiritual power! "Everyone looked incredulous, if someone in the prisoner class could use spiritual power, it would be equivalent to a group of children mixed in with an adult!

The bald head and the fat got up tremblingly, and finally understood why Wren was so arrogant. He put on a harmless face of humans and animals, it turned out that he had no fear! The bald head is fat and impatient, the cell space is not large, and there is no escape in the face of a spirit gatherer, he glanced at Ka Yue who was standing on the side, remembering that Ka Yue and Ren have a good relationship, if you use him as a threat...

In an instant, a bald and fat hungry tiger flew towards Ka Yue, his eyes flashed with fierce light, and his fist smashed into Ka Yue's head with a sound of breaking the air!

Just when everyone thought he was miserable, Ka Yue showed a sunny smile, raised her hand slightly, moved slowly, and then fanned out sharply. No one thinks that this slap can hit the bald head, even the bald fat himself.

But what is incredible is that Ka Yue's palm seems to have a strange suction, and the bald fat who pounced on it couldn't help but stick his face on it.

With a clear 'snap', the slap hit the bald fat cheek accurately, and he screamed in pain, spit out two front teeth from his mouth, and the bridge of his nose was smashed, and a red nosebleed flowed.

In the eyes of others, this scene is bald and fat, and he is cheap, and when others slap him, he flies and sticks it up, and it seems that he is uncomfortable not to be pumped twice!

"What's wrong with light, bald, fat? How could he take the initiative to let him not be pumped? The man who spoke was a prisoner, and he was so surprised that he couldn't help but say what was in his heart. However, after saying that, he regretted it, because the bald head with a bloody face glared at him viciously.

"Oh? Do you dare to stare at people? Don't know the rules in a prison cell, do you have to keep your head down when talking to others? Ka Yue smiled and grabbed the bald fat head.

This rule does exist, but this rule is formulated by the bald head. A strong wind blew in the hearts of the foremen, and cell 17 changed! People with discerning eyes noticed that when Ka Yue slapped out, it also flashed with white light, but his control was very good, and it was difficult for ordinary people to notice.

All kinds of signs show that Kayue is also a spirit gatherer!

At this time, the bald fat finally felt the taste of fear. A vague spiritual power enveloped him, and a dangerous tingling sensation came from every skin, Ka Yue in front, Ren in the back, and the two spirit gatherers surrounded him. And the side... Tall Coloros, could this guy be a spirit gatherer too?

The bald fat man was very anxious, thinking back to all the evil deeds he had done to Wren, he didn't think Wren would let go of himself easily, this time it was really kicked to the iron plate.

The bald head squatted on the ground, and his mental strength was not as good as that of others, so he did not dare to resist, for fear of angering Wren. This practice surprised everyone, and the foremen were dumbfounded, is this still the bald fat they know?

Wren smiled cruelly, turned his head to look at Beck and said, "What did he do to you before I came?" ”

Beck was shocked and found that everyone, including the bald head and fat, cast their eyes together, Beck has been the kind of person who has no sense of existence since he was a child, and suddenly became the focus of everyone, which made him very uncomfortable. In particular, the bald and fat eyes imply a threat.

Summoning up his courage, he knew that in front of Wren, the bald head and fat had turned into a tiger with broken claws, so he told those terrible encounters one by one.

Beck described in great detail how the bald fat threw him into the urinal, stepped on his back, kept him from breathing, and planned to burn him with a soldering iron. With every word he spoke, Wren's expression became gloomy, and his bald face became paler and paler, and he knew very well that the night would be extraordinarily long.

As for the bald and fat lackeys, a group of foremen fidgeted on their feet.

To put it bluntly, many of them have bullied Wren. In the past, there was a bald head and a fat cover, so naturally he was not afraid, but now that the trees are falling and the macaques are scattered, those foremen are beginning to endanger themselves. On the contrary, those who had not offended Wren breathed a sigh of relief, and even secretly rejoiced in their hearts. In their impression, Wren is not a good person, but he is by no means a bad person, and it is 10,000 times fatter to be the head of the cell than a bald head.

With tears in his eyes, Beck finished speaking in a resentful tone, and everyone listened silently, and Wren's face was like an uncertain sun, and they looked up carefully.

"Tsk."

Wren glanced at his bald head, "Do you know where you are now?" He picked up the cold soldering iron on the ground, frowned, and threw it to a tall foreman, who was beating wildly, and he had beaten Wren when he had just arrived in cell 17!

"You, go and burn the soldering iron for me." I couldn't see that Wren had the intention of revenge, and he didn't threaten what would happen if the tall man didn't do it, but the tall man felt a chill in his heart, and quickly set up a fire and did it honestly.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on his neck, and under Wren's calm words, there was a hidden killing intent! The tall man had the illusion that if he disobeyed Wren's order just now, even if he hesitated for a moment, he would be killed on the spot!

That killing intent is genuine, and Wren doesn't care about the consequences of killing people at all! Thinking of Moss's strange words before leaving, the tall man thought with a trembling heart: He can't have some kind of relationship with the law enforcement team, right?

A few minutes ago, the tall man was the most loyal of the bald dogs, but now, he obeyed Wren's orders. The bald head and fat heart sank, and once again realized that the owner of cell 17 was not him.

The dry wood burned and released thick smoke, and the cooled soldering iron turned red again, and the bald head and fat lips turned blue, this time, the person who was tortured was not Beck, but him. Soon, the tall man respectfully handed the red-hot soldering iron to Wren, who played with it twice in his hand, staring at the bald fat face with interest.

The bald fat pupils shrank, looked at the soldering iron that was getting closer and closer to him, blocked his hand in front of him, and spoke a little tremblingly: "Don't, don't hurt me, I have something to discuss, I still have food stamps, there are a lot, all for you, so let me go!" ”

Wren squinted, playing with the soldering iron in his hand, 'accidentally' touched the arm of the tall foreman, and screamed like a pig, only to see the latter's hand snort and become burnt, the skin and flesh exuded the smell of roasting, the tall foreman's forehead was sweaty, and he couldn't stop gasping, but he didn't dare to look at Wren's eyes.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to."

Wren said indifferently, and the tall foreman laughed dryly twice with an ugly expression, wanting to cry without tears. Then, Wren looked at the bald head again, "Food stamps? I like it, take it all out. ”

The miserable fate of the tall man made the bald fat man much more honest, and he looked at the soldering iron with his eyes turned pale, and took out a small brown jar from the corner, and placed it tremblingly at Wren's feet.

"All my savings for six or seven years are here, there is nothing to hide, please let me go!" The bald fat gritted his teeth and prayed.

Opening the small jar, Wren and the other prisoners cried out in surprise. He couldn't help but glance at the fat head, how many people had he exploited over the years? The basin-sized jar was almost stuffed with food stamps, and a rough count showed that there were more than 30,000!

You must know that the salary of an ordinary prisoner is only 200 a month! Even if you don't eat or drink and keep saving, 2,400 a year, it will take more than ten years to save 30,000. But this bald and fat man, who usually eats and drinks lavishly at the old dealer, still has more than 30,000. And these are the blood and sweat of the inmates in Cell 17.

Wren accepted it with a smile, with these food stamps, the rest of the time in the black prison would not be too boring.

"Well, can you let me go? I swear that we will have nothing to do with each other from now on, and that I will not wait for an opportunity to take revenge on you, and that tomorrow I will go to Moss and ask him to transfer me to another cell, and we will go our separate ways. ”

The bald fat saw the joy on Wren's face, and there was a glimmer of hope in his heart.

But will Wren let him go so easily? All kinds of evil deeds made by bald and fat people cannot be solved with money. What's more, these food stamps were not his, and in them, there was even half of Wren's salary last month.

"Kororos, Kayue, you two catch him, don't let him move." Wren smiled like a demon, his bald head was cold, and Coloros pressed his shoulders with strong hands, just like a month ago, when Wren first arrived in the black prison!

At that time, the bald fat man put his arms around Wren and beat and tortured him to his heart's content. Both hands were held down by the two of them, Wren approached with a fiery red iron, the bald head and fat struggled in fear, and twisted his body desperately, but Ka Yue and the two were spirit gatherers, how could he compete?

Standing in front of the bald fat head, looking at his struggling body and horrified look, Wren smiled.

"Don't, don't be like this, if you have something to say, it's not good for anyone to hurt your harmony, if you have something to say!" The bald fat face pleaded, he finally knew why the person who was burned by the soldering iron would scream like crazy, and now he actually experienced that feeling, the red iron gradually approached the skin, and there was a hot stinging sensation, the bald fat instinctively wanted to dodge, but Coloros's thick and powerful hand was like an iron tong, allowing him to use his strength to feed but not moving.

Laugh at!

Tooth-aching sound!

The soldering iron was directly imprinted on his chest, and Wren sneered, "Bald and fat, you also have today!" After that, he swiped down hard, the bald head and fat screamed miserably, the fat on his face squeezed out the oil, a layer of sweat quickly came out, he inhaled the cool air, and before he could recover from it, Wren threw the soldering iron like a slap on the fat on his cheek!

- "Ah!! ”

The terrifying screams lingered in his ears, the foremen were panicked, and Wren's movements of swinging the soldering iron were relaxed and casual, no matter how the bald head screamed, it could not affect his movements, full of cruelty and ruthlessness.

Everyone understands that the bald head is going to die tonight, and he will die very miserably. So, after solving the bald head and fat, who is next? Everyone's hearts went up and down, and they quickly remembered who had offended Wren.

In addition to being bald and fat, the most ruthless person who offended Ren was the bamboo pole. It's a pity that he died in the black game.,So the later one.。。。 It's a dwarf. He also died the other day. Count further back ... Everyone looked at the tall foreman in unison, and the tall man's face turned pale and completely lost his blood.

The screams of the bald and fat mourners pierced the eardrums, as if they were beating the heart of the tall foreman, and the smell of burnt flesh filled his nose, the next unlucky guy, could it be himself?

That night, no one could sleep, and the bald bully who occupied cell 17 and did nothing kept screaming, and the stone that pressed on everyone's hearts was finally broken. Some of the prisoners shed tears, they thought that they would live in the shadow of bald heads and fat for the rest of their lives, but fortunately, Wren stood up and rescued them.

In the middle of the night, the bald fat was thrown in the urinal, blackened, and he couldn't see the human appearance, Coloros rolled up his sleeves and said viciously: "Wren, I'll end him." ”

The bald fat man in a comatose reaction to this sentence twitched violently. Wren just wanted to nod, but after thinking about it, he smiled sinisterly. The bald head and the fat man tortured himself and the others for a whole month, and he just let him die, it's too cheap for this fat man.

"I came up with a great idea." Wren's smile made people shudder, and the three tigers who were subdued shivered, deeply thinking that it was a good idea to join Wren.

"From now on, we'll be on par with the bald head." What Wren said confused everyone, and Coloros was stunned and shouted, "No, where is this?" ”

Ka Yue is the fastest one to react, bald and fat and scarred, the cruel torture just now broke one of his hands, and he continues to live in the black prison in this state, similar to the walking dead. First of all, will he be able to hold on to the heavy physical labor? If they can't hold on, the law enforcement team will turn into evil spirits, and the dwarf who turns into a lump of flesh can see what a terrible punishment it is.

The others also turned blue after reacting, which is equivalent to a slow death, and it is indeed more cruel than directly killing the bald head and fat. Wren added coldly: "The food you took from me in the past has been returned." From tomorrow, let's drink the northwest wind. ”

Everyone was startled again and shrank their heads.

After making the bald fat half dead, Wren turned his gaze to the group of foremen, who sat on the iron bed and said, "Now, I am the boss of the cell, you have no objection, right?" ”

The prisoners bowed their heads, and the foremen were anxious and their eyes were evasive, but no one objected. Ka Yue snorted dissatisfiedly, and said in pieces: "If the boss wants to be the boss, I will be the one." ”

Wren completely ignored his opinion, stared at the group of foremen, and sneered: "Even if the boss of the cell changes hands, the rules set by the bald head are still there. However, those rules only apply to the foreman. ”

The prisoners' eyes instantly brightened, and Beck said excitedly: "Wren, you mean, we don't have to divide half of our meals every day, and we don't have to pay half of our salaries, right?" ”

Wren smiled and nodded, these prisoners had no grievances with him, and Wren didn't intend to embarrass them. As for the whispering foreman... Wren snorted, "What do you guys have to say?" ”

The tall man's heart tightened, remembering what Wren had just said, the bald and fat rules were in effect for the foreman, so he quickly lowered his head and looked at his toes.

Wren nodded secretly, he originally wanted to punish the tall man by punishing the rules, but he didn't expect him to be quite clever, no wonder he could get mixed with the foreman, what a lackey with a keen sense of smell.

Another foreman with a big nose raised his hand tremblingly to speak: "That, that, I haven't offended you before." (To be continued.) )