Chapter Twenty-Five: Something Goes Big

In the entire No. 4 detention room, Jiang Liu's voice still echoed leisurely.

"You actually say that the Great Grandmaster is just scum in front of you?"

The weak man had blood on the corner of his mouth, and his pale face was covered with unprecedented shock.

In his opinion, Jiang Liu is at most the level of a martial artist!

It's just that what I didn't expect was that Jiang Liu didn't take the martial artist in his eyes at all.

Even, even a sky-like figure like the Great Grandmaster said that he was just scum in front of him!

Wouldn't this young man in front of him surpass the existence of the Great Grandmaster?

The weak man looked at Jiang Liu in front of him with empty eyes, and he couldn't believe that what Jiang Liu said was true!

"Don't you believe it?" Seeing the weak man's stunned expression, Jiang Liu raised his eyebrows slightly, and slowly approached the weak man.

Standing condescendingly in front of the weak man, Jiang Liu quietly looked at the weak man, and waved his arm slightly forward in front of the weak man and the tattooed gangsters in the detention room......

An invisible force instantly rushed out from Jiang Liu's arm.

"Boom!"

I only heard a loud bang, and the wall of the detention room behind the weak man collapsed by more than half!

Such a shocking scene suddenly made all the tattooed gangsters, including the weak man, dumbfounded.

No one knows how Jiang Liu does it!

Under their gaze, they only saw Jiang Liu's arm wave, and immediately, the thick cement wall of the detention cell was shattered!

This kind of means!

This power!

It's definitely beyond the cognition of all the tattoo gangsters present!

"Do you believe it now?"

Jiang Liu's expression was indifferent, looking down at the weak man who was completely stunned at his feet, and his tone was light and domineering.

"You...... Are you really a figure who has surpassed the Great Grandmaster?"

If the weak man was still a little skeptical before, then after Jiang Liu showed this amazing method, the weak man had to believe it!

Although he was only a small first-grade martial artist, he had never even met a martial artist, let alone a figure like a great grandmaster.

But what he can be sure of is that this wall of the detention room definitely requires the martial artist to do it with all his might!

Even if it is a great grandmaster, it is absolutely impossible to be as easy as Jiang Liu, just a wave of his hand can break this thick cement wall!

Looking at the stunned look of the weak man, Jiang Liu did not answer, but smiled slightly and said:

"In this world, no one can be safe and sound after doing it to me, for the sake of you being a martial artist, I will spare you for the death penalty, and you will destroy your legs!"

The voice was cold and severe, containing an irresistible and powerful oppression, and as soon as it was issued, the air in the entire detention room tumbled.

Hearing this, the weak man's body and mind trembled, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

All the tattooed thugs in the detention room shivered involuntarily and shrank behind them.

"You spare him for the death penalty, you little bastard doesn't seem to have figured out his situation, right?"

It's just that at this moment, just when the weak man and the tattooed gangsters were terrified, a loud scolding full of anger suddenly came from the door of the detention cell.

Following the sound, I saw Zhang Qingyun walking over with more than a dozen heavily armed police officers with a gloomy face.

He had been outside monitoring the inside of the cell.

I thought that if Jiang Liu and this group of death row prisoners were locked together, Jiang Liu would at least shed his skin even if he didn't die.

However, the result was completely unexpected.

Jiang Liu not only didn't have any, but also killed a few death row prisoners, so angry that Zhang Qingyun almost turned over the table outside!

"Captain, this guy has killed several death row prisoners, how to deal with it?" beside Zhang Qingyun, a thin police officer stared at Jiang Liu and asked Zhang Qingyun.

"How to deal with it?" Zhang Qingyun smiled coldly, a ruthless color flashed on his face, and shouted:

"Let's cripple him for me first, if he still dares to resist, he will directly attack the police and escape from prison, if something happens, I will bear the !!"

Zhang Qingyun's face was gloomy, and his gaze when he looked at Jiang Liu was full of thick and vicious color.

"Yes, Captain!"

After receiving Zhang Qingyun's order, more than a dozen police officers behind him suddenly rushed towards the river in anger.

In their hands, they all had batons and guns.

With this kind of momentum, all the tattooed gangsters in the frightened detention room involuntarily took several steps back, as if they were deeply afraid that Zhang Qingyun's anger would affect them.

Although they are all condemned to death, it is a day to live one more day, and no one wants to die so early!

"It's a big deal now, look at this posture, this new guy is in trouble!"

The tattooed thugs in the detention room all shrank their heads and muttered in the back.

"Although this guy is quite capable of fighting, it's a pity that in front of bullets, he is still just a corpse!"

The tattooed thugs stared at the river in the field, and basically could already predict the fate of the river.

After all, no one in this world has the confidence to survive a shot.

"Hmph! A small evil seed left over from the Jiang family, this time I see if you will die!" Seeing the police officers under his command approaching the river, Zhang Qingyun couldn't help but show a hideous sneer.

Rather than cripple Jiang Liu, he hoped that Jiang Liu could resist, so that he could naturally kill Jiang Liu in this No. 4 detention cell!

For a while, the atmosphere in the entire detention room was as cold as a cold cellar!

All the tattooed thugs around them stared motionlessly at the dozen or so police officers with batons and guns in their hands, as if they were afraid of missing this wonderful moment.