"Newcomers! Newcomers! ”

"Hahaha, what a white and tender young man, boy, come to grandpa's room and sit down!"

"Boy, what happened, tell my brother!"

"I like that long-haired one, look, which little girl is this!"

Under the leadership of the jailer, Xiang Chen and the three were taken to prison. Xiang Chen ignored the shouts of the surrounding cells, because he had expected this situation and sealed his ears with true qi in advance.

The prison guard casually threw the fierce man into a cell, and then took Xiang Chen and the two to an empty double cell.

"Reach out!"

Xiang Chen stretched out his hand, and the prison guard took out a black sleeve and locked it on his Tiantie wooden bracelet. In an instant, Xiang Chen felt that he had completely lost contact with the bracelet. Because the Heavenly Iron Wood Bracelet will be automatically destroyed if it leaves the martial artist himself, and it will even alarm the Martial Arts Association. Xiang Chen secretly guessed that this might be some kind of way to avoid their sight.

In fact, without this black cover, Xiang Chen felt that the signal of the bracelet was blocked when he stepped into the prison area.

When it comes to the Martial Arts Association, Xiang Chen also secretly sighed, this district chief is really hand-eyed, martial arts crimes, it is supposed that the martial arts supervision agency of the Martial Arts Association should intervene, as well as the trial and other processes, now it is good, from arrest to prison, in one go.

The two entered the cell, and the two iron beds, iron toilets, and iron sinks were the same as the prison in Xiang Chen's imagination.

In line with the mentality of being safe when you come, Xiang Chen didn't twist, and chose a bed and lay down.

"I said, man, how did you get in?" There is nothing to do, Xiang Chen wants to talk to the long-haired man.

No one answered.

Asking for something boring, Xiang Chen shrugged his shoulders and didn't say anything more.

After lying down for a while, he rolled over and sat up. Even if you are in prison, you must not miss your practice. Xiang Chen did a good job on his knees and ran the eight poles. However, he kept an eye on it, and did not gather all his attention, everyone in the prison could be his enemies, and at this time, Cangdian was not by his side, and he needed to be vigilant at all times.

Time flew by, and with a shout and the sound of batons pounding on the iron railings, the doors of all the cells opened automatically.

It's time for lunch.

Xiang Chen and the others walked out of the cell with heavy anklet handcuffs. The anklets are long and extraordinarily heavy.

Nowadays, even in prison, these torture instruments will not be taken off for prisoners, just to prevent warriors from forcibly escaping from prison by virtue of their strength. Of course, this weight is really nothing in the eyes of the masters, and there are naturally other lines of defense in the prison.

As the flow of people came to the cafeteria, Xiang Chen lined up and waited for dinner.

"Boy, get out of the way."

There was a scolding from behind him, and Xiang Chen looked back, but only saw a dense chest hair.

Raising his head, Xiang Chen smashed his mouth.

What a stupid big guy!

A tall, bald man was staring at Xiang Chen with a fierce face, and the scolding just now came from his mouth.

Not bothering to pay attention to him, Xiang Chen turned his head and continued to line up.

"Damn, I'm talking to you, rookie!" The bald man saw that Xiang Chen's birds didn't bird him, and the surrounding inmates also coaxed one by one, and he reached out angrily and grabbed the back of Xiang Chen's neck.

Seeing that he was about to succeed, Xiang Chen tilted his head like an eye behind his head, dodged his big hand, bent his arm into an elbow, and his elbow was like a pendulum, and he rushed backwards

There was a muffled sound, and there was a faint sound of breaking.

"Oh~" The people around him exhaled in pain one by one, and some people couldn't bear to cover their eyes, because the big man was already covering his crotch and knelt down miserably.

Xiang Chen swore that he really didn't want to lay down such a heavy hand, he just wanted to elbow his stomach, this kind of ordinary person who has no true qi, being elbowed by him is enough to lie down for a long time. But he forgot about the height gap between the two, which directly caused his elbow to be right on the fragility of the big man.

The prison guards in the distance ignored this scene and looked unsurprised.

Xiang Chen didn't have the heart to play with these ordinary people, so he stepped forward to get a meal, and then found a corner to sit down.

The meal is very simple, two steamed buns, and an unknown stew like swill.

"Damn, what age is it, and I don't get anything to eat." Xiang Chen was really not interested in the unidentified object, picked up a steamed bun and nibbled on it, his eyes scanning the surroundings.

"This is a little too calm, isn't it......" Xiang Chen frowned and thought.

"That..."A somewhat old voice sounded in his ears, Xiang Chen looked up and saw an old man with gray hair looking at the dish that was pushed to the side in front of him, and he couldn't stop swallowing his saliva.

"If you don't eat it, can you give it to me, mine has been snatched away..."

Xiang Chen made a gesture of please, pushed the plate to the opposite side, and pushed it to the old man with another steamed bun.

The old man didn't care to say words of thanks, and immediately devoured them. It is not difficult to see from his skinny body that he has not eaten a meal for several days.

Patiently waiting for him to finish eating, Xiang Chen asked unhurriedly: "Old man, I have also eaten, can I ask you a few questions?" ”

"Ah......" The old man was stunned for a moment, and said: "You said that you said, I don't have anything else, but I have the idea of staying in this prison for a long time." ”

"I heard this prison is horrible? But how can I ...... Didn't feel it at all? ”

"Hehe, young man, that's because your strength is strong enough, if I don't get old and dizzy, you are a martial artist." The old man paused and said, "Ahem, the one you put down just now can be regarded as one of us non-martial artists, and if you put him down, you can be considered worry-free in this outer prison." ”

"Outer Hell?" Xiang Chen keenly captured the name.

"Yes, this prison has two levels, the outer prison and the inner prison. Warriors can run rampant in the outer prison, and they enter the inner prison, hehe......" The old man smiled, and did not say anything more.

"Who's in prison?"

"Warrior! To be precise, it is estimated that only the warriors are still alive inside. Ordinary people go to prison and die for life! ”

"Then why am I in Outer Prison?"

"Young man, when everyone first came in, they were in Hell. But as long as you provoke the prison guards, they will immediately throw you into the inner prison. Most importantly, most of the guards are not martial artists. ”

"You say, these ordinary people, one day, can ride on the necks of your warriors, can they not trouble you as much as they want? Warriors, how many can endure it? Except for a very few who are sober-minded, able to endure, and able to put down their dignity and be dogs, most of the warriors have been thrown into prison. ”

"Young man, I see that you have a very good heart, remind you, what is dignity, how can a small life matter, being a dog is also a skill. That inner hell, you can't go there! ”

Xiang Chen didn't say anything, but looked at the two prison guards in the distance, who locked their eyes on him. Xiang Chen couldn't tell at this time, whether these two people were simply planning to find his fault, or whether they were bought by Uncle Zhu Qi.

"Old man, I'm afraid I'll really have to go through this prison."

The two prison guards walked straight to Xiang Chen's table, and one of the prison guards first spat at the old man with thick phlegm, but the old man didn't dare to dodge, so he had to be sprayed on his face.

The prison guard laughed proudly, and then concocted the same method, and spit at Xiang Chen again.

Xiang Chen frowned, and his body shook and he dodged.

The prison guard had a weird smile on his face and asked loudly, "What did you just scold me?" ”

"I didn't speak." Xiang Chen remained silent.

"No, you scolded, I heard you." The prison guard took a serious step and drew the baton from his waist as he spoke.

Xiang Chen listened to this, thought for a while, showed a look of sudden realization, nodded and said, "There is really such a thing, I did scold." ”

"I scolded you for being a waste, I scolded your wife for cheating a hundred times a day, I scolded you for having dog eyes, I scolded you for setting fire to your ancestral grave......"

Under the stunned eyes of the surrounding people, Xiang Chen's mouth was full of waves, and he greeted all the women in the prison guard's family, including the eighteenth generation of his ancestors.

After a crackle, Xiang Chen closed his mouth, looking harmless to humans and animals, as if what he said just now was not what he said.

"Damn, cow!" The people around quietly gave a thumbs up one by one, as if they had eaten a box of sorbet on a summer day. Obviously, no one in the prison has a good opinion of these doggy prison guards.

"Sleep... it! The scolded prison guard was in a daze, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, roaring angrily and pumping his baton at Xiang Chen's mouth.

Although he was shackled on his feet, this weight was not in the way for Xiang Chen at all, and a flying kick lifted the prison guard out and fell to the ground unconscious. Smiling brightly at the other prison guard, Xiang Chen mercilessly made up for it and kicked him unconscious.

Before fainting, the prison guard was also confused, he was very aggrieved, more wronged than his sinuses, if he had the opportunity, he wanted to ask Xiang Chen, what did he provoke him.

Looking at the prison guards rushing around him, Xiang Chen sat down unhurriedly and looked at the old man with a flat expression.

"Old man, what you said earlier is not a martial artist, at best a person who has practiced martial arts.

"We warriors, when we fight the sky, the battlefield, and the beasts, the bones can be broken, the body can fall, and the backbone cannot be bent!"