Cell 38, it's night.

Liu Jianming was sleeping in a daze, when he suddenly felt a slight sound like an ant crawling.

Since the day he left the police force and became an undercover agent, Liu Jianming has never slept a solid night, and almost every night he is in a half-asleep state to meet the dawn of the next day.

Although the movement around was small, Liu Jianming had already woken up.

He thought to himself, these guys still don't give up, and it doesn't seem to have hurt them yet.

Liu Jianming opened his eyes through a gap, and through the faint light in the corridor outside the iron bar, a rare figure was shaking in the darkness.

Liu Jianming controlled the rhythm of his breathing, pretending to be asleep, but every nerve in his body was tense, and he could even hear his own heartbeat, knock, knock.

A dark shadow approached him in the thump of his heartbeat, lingered for a moment, and then a strong wind slashed his head and face, stabbing him in the throat.

Immediately, there seemed to be a faint tingling pain in the skin of the throat.

Liu Jianming grabbed it violently and grabbed a wrist.

The strong wind was forced to stop at his throat for a fraction of a second.

Then twist it hard, and there is a crunch sound.

"Ahh With a scream, everyone who was still asleep woke up, and Brother Qiang in the corridor duty room also opened his eyes.

Something fell in the dark.

Liu Jianming operated with his other hand, and what he started with was a fluffy, sharpened plastic thing, something very familiar, and it felt like it was a toothbrush.

You want to kill me?!

A volcano erupted in Liu Jianming's heart.

Lao Tzu has repeatedly endured it, is it really Lao Tzu's mud?

The toothbrush in his hand plunged into the dark shadow's chest, and with a pop, a slippery liquid spilled out, hot.

"Ahh There was a louder scream, and the whole cell was in an uproar.

Ah Qiang, who had just closed his eyes again in the corridor duty room, immediately jumped up to turn on the light, and at the same time said to himself, "The screaming is so miserable, that kid won't die, right?" ”

Poof, the lights are on in the cell.

The screaming shadow took on its original form, a muscular prisoner who fell backwards with a toothbrush on his chest, and fell to Dasha's feet with a thud.

Dasha was annoyed and ashamed, pointed his hand to this side, and yelled, "Let's go together, do him!" Then he took the lead and rushed over, and all his men followed him.

It's not a stupid mark, it's a big fool?! Liu Jianming was stunned for a while, he originally thought that he was a fool who wanted to kill himself because of continuous losses, but it turned out to be a big fool.

I have no grudge against him, right? Liu Jianming thought to himself, but when he saw Dasha's appearance, Liu Jianming seemed to understand a little. This guy looks so similar to Xiao Wang, who framed him but was killed back, maybe he has some blood relationship.

Thinking about this relationship, Dasha had already arrived in front of him, and his fist the size of a vinegar bowl suddenly slammed towards the door in front of him, getting bigger and bigger in his field of vision.

Liu Jianming's head was tilted, and his body was sideways at the same time.

Whoosh, fist rubbing his cheek into the air.

At the same time, Liu Jianming bent his right arm and slammed his elbow into Dasha's abdomen, as hard as iron as if pounding on the bark of an old tree.

Dasha roared in pain, and his body involuntarily took half a step back.

One of the three men rushed over and slammed into Dasha's back with a snap and fell to the ground.

The other two subordinates, one left and one right, passed by Dasha, one of the guys smashed a big swing fist directly into Liu Jianming's cheek, and the other directly pounced.

Liu Jianming's head shrank, and the big swing fist was empty.

At the same time, he slammed his head into a straight fist, and the fist slammed into his chest, pop, with a muffled sound, and the guy was thrown out like a broken sack in a miserable howl like killing a pig.

Poof, the body that was thrown out knocked over the two unmanned bunk beds, and there was a crackling sound, and the people who were sitting on the wall watching the melon eating avoided it one after another.

As soon as he withdrew his fist, Liu Jianming suddenly felt a tightness in his waist, and his back waist was hugged.

"Boss!" The guy who hugged him yelled, a smell of bad breath.

"Die if you raise a little turtle!" Dasha punched his heart.

Liu Jianming stepped on the ground with both feet, and with the help of the reaction force, he bounced back against the guy holding him with him as a support point, and kicked forward with both feet in the air.

Before the fist that smashed into the heart touched him, Liu Jianming's feet kicked on Dasha's chest first, like kicking on a hard sandbag.

This guy is meaty, huh?

Dasha staggered back seven or eight steps in a row, slipped and fell to the ground, falling to the ground.

The crowd of people eating melons let out a sigh, their expressions were surprised, fearful, admired, worshipped, and worried......

In the sigh, Liu Jianming's feet hit the ground, his heels stepped down hard, and with a squeak, several toes burst under his heels, like popcorn.

"Ahh

There was a howl behind his head, and the stench of smoke coming out of his big mouth was almost disgusting.

Liu Jianming slammed his head back.

The howl stopped abruptly, turning into a hoarse whimper, and a few teeth in the big mouth snapped out, spurting out along with the broken tip of the tongue mixed with blood.

The back of his head was hot, and the arm holding his waist was loosened.

Liu Jianming took the opportunity to turn around sharply and get rid of the restraints, his right hand clenched his fist and slammed it his chin, the guy who hit him took off his entire chin, and people couldn't tell the difference between east and west, north and south, twisted a few times like a Yangge, and finally knocked over a bed frame, and in the crackling sound, the falling debris buried him.

Liu Jianming's gaze retracted from him.

"Roar!"

Dasha, who got up from the ground, had already roared angrily and rushed in front of him again, using his body as a heavy truck and slamming it directly.

Liu Jianming immediately squatted, and his body was suddenly shorter.

Dasha roared and moved forward.

Liu Jianming kicked him on the ankle, just like a tackle when playing football.

"Ahh

Dasha screamed and flew over his head with a top-heavy head, there was just a bed in front of him, and the two melon-eating people on the upper and lower bunks immediately fled with shouts.

Poof!

Although the iron bed frame against the wall was fine, the white plastic brown stretch of the lower bunk was torn open, revealing the concrete floor under the bed, the stinky shoes and socks on the ground, and a footbasin.

Dasha's face is stuck in the basin with his butt facing up, and red liquid oozing from the center of the gauze wrapped around his head.

His men and the crowd looked at each other.

Liu Jianming stood up from the ground and resumed his standing posture from the crouching state.

Dasha pulled his face out of the footbasin and struggled to stand up crookedly, the blood-stained gauze on his head slung over his nose. He looked at it, and the flesh on his face trembled, like a wounded beast about to go berserk.

Liu Jianming's nerves tightened again......