"You...... Shet! Where did you find these things? The policeman escorting him asked with some madness.

"Does it matter?" Chen Yifan looked up at the policeman and asked with a smile.

Seeing Chen Yifan's smile, the policeman couldn't help but be shocked, and suddenly recalled the prisoner in front of him, who washed the entire castle in blood and killed aristocratic ladies from all over the world.

Suddenly, I felt that this smile was a little scary.

The prisoners of Niu Pi do have some special treatment.

The policeman sat down silently and played backgammon with Chen Yifan......

When he arrived at the detention center, Chen Yifan was put in a cell.

It was not a single cell, there were also several tall white and black strong men in the cell, all of whom were locked up for fighting, picking quarrels and provoking trouble.

Chen Yifan's figure was too slender compared to them, so he became the target of this group of big men.

"Yellow boy, come here!"

A topless black man with strong chest muscles beckoned to Chen Yifan.

Chen Yifan's eyes darkened, I heard that the prison package was very interesting, but I didn't expect that it was just a detention center, and it was not simple!

Chen Yifan Shi Shiran walked over, and the black man had evil intent in his eyes, and raised his hand to pat Chen Yifan's head.

Chen Yifan retreated slightly, easily dodged, and raised his foot to step between the legs of the black man sitting on the iron bed.

"Whew!" A pig-killing scream resounded throughout the detention center.

"Ahh Sorry, didn't pay attention. Chen Yifan still smiled at Shi Shiran, took out a jar of Kuoluo and said, "Big brother, drink ice and Kuoluo?" ”

"Die!" The black man was easily enraged and swung his fist at Chen Yifan.

There were a few people standing next to him watching the play, but the arms that had just been holding their arms were hanging down, and their expressions changed from casual to a little serious and nervous.

Chen Yifan still took a step back, raised his leg and kicked, and kicked his toes between the wrists of the black man.

"Whoa......" was another scream like a pig, and the big black man fell to the ground with his wrists in his hands, rolling in pain.

Several people watching the play took a step back, looked shocked, and exclaimed: "Huaxia Kung Fu ......"

For them, looking at such a yellow man who is obviously not as strong as them, and easily knocking down the strongest person among them, can only be attributed to the magical "Chinese kung fu".

After all, although they are strong, they are just a few ordinary people, and their knowledge is limited.

Sure enough, Chinese people will know Chinese kung fu!

"If you don't drink, you won't drink, why bother beating people?"

Chen Yifan took the Kuoluo he had just handed over and opened it, took a sip, and shook his head.

"You!"

"Huh?"

"What did the eldest brother do to come in?"

Someone next to him pointed at Chen Yifan and shouted, Chen Yifan looked over, he instantly became well-behaved, and asked cautiously.

"Kill!"

"Murder? You are talking nonsense, how can a murderer be locked up here? ”

Among the people watching the excitement next to him, someone said as if he had debunked.

Chen Yifan glanced at him meaningfully: "Someone will come to pick me up soon." ”

This remark made several people feel a pang in their hearts, and they realized that the yellow person in front of them was not so simple.

"Did you really kill someone?"

"Who did you kill?"

Several people glanced at each other and asked cautiously.

Chen Yifan kicked away the black man who was still screaming on the ground, sat on the bed, and continued to drink.

"Some women."

"Some? Did you kill some people? ”

Hearing this, several cellmates were shocked, and there was a cold sweat behind them.

"Whew! That's five, six, seven, eighty. Chen Yifan said with a smile.

The prison mates were silent, and glanced at the black man on the ground with some pity.

"I'll sleep for a while, and someone will call me later." Chen Yifan saw that he had obtained the status of "big brother" in the same prison, glanced at them, turned over and lay down on the bed.

Several people glanced at each other, and stood in their original posture for a long time without daring to move.

Subsequently, they all stayed away from Chen Yifan and whispered to each other.

The black man who was previously held up by Chen Yifan finally relieved his pain, stumbled to his feet, looked fiercely at Chen Yifan, who seemed to be asleep on the bed, and raised his hand to cover Chen Yifan's mouth and nose.

"Bang!" Chen Yifan turned over and kicked the black man directly to the wall, a large piece of blood stained the wall, and the black man collapsed softly, staring at his eyes, but he was out of breath.

Outside the iron gate, the patrolling police officers turned a blind eye.

A few cellmates who were still talking about Chen Yifan were like frightened birds, they got up in surprise and stayed away from Chen Yifan.

This is the real ruthless!

Chen Yifan fell asleep by himself, he could ignore the offense of mortals, but if he wanted to take his life, he couldn't.

Whoever wants to take his life, he will take his life, whether he is a mortal, a monster, or an immortal.

The entire cell was silent, so quiet that you could hear the breathing of several other big men.

Perhaps it was because of this that they held their breath and lowered their voices, for fear that they would make a noise to Chen Yifan and make him angry.

Despite this, two minutes later, Chen Yifan sat up from the bed, startling his fellow inmates.

Chen Yifan ignored them and looked at the door.

A black figure dressed in a black robe with his head under a hood floated over, carrying a massive scythe on his shoulder.

This is the Grim Reaper?

The Grim Reaper in the West is actually equivalent to the ghosts of the underworld, black and white impermanence.

But scarcity is expensive!

As a mortal, Chen Yifan has seen a lot of images of death in the movies and TV series he has watched, and he feels quite interesting.

Now I have come across a real one, and of course it is...... Catch it back and make a specimen!

"Still working on the weekends? Hard work! Chen Yifan got up, and under the trembling gazes of his fellow prisoners, he walked towards the Grim Reaper who had just walked in, and stretched out his hand.

"......" Death looked up in surprise, looking at the guy who could see him, and was stunned for two seconds.

Then, he grabbed the sickle on his shoulder and swung it towards Chen Yifan.

There was only one kind of person who could see him, the damned one.

Chen Yifan's eyes narrowed, why is this Western god of death so rude?

It's not at all the same as the Grim Reaper he saw on TV, and sure enough, the TV series are all lies.

"This is quite interesting, it's the first time I've seen such a big scythe, so I'll play with it." Chen Yifan grabbed the scythe of death and dragged it over.

The Grim Reaper looked at Chen Yifan in amazement, and then looked down at his empty hands.

"Ahh In the cell, the strong men were already screaming in fright as little women as they looked at the huge scythe that suddenly appeared in Chen Yifan's hand.

It's so scary, they don't fight anymore, don't come to this place again.

Nima, who are these people? They are not qualified to commit crimes.

(End of chapter)