The entire area of Prison B is not small, and it will not be a problem to accommodate two or three hundred people if it is to be fully occupied, but many of the cells are empty now.

At a general glance, I estimated that there were only about 100 inmates in Prison B, and more than half of the inmates here were gang members.

The veteran coldly led thirty or fifty people to stand on the left side of the hall on the first floor, and the drug lord came down to the other side of the hall with a similar number of men.

I've heard from friends about the scene when the gangsters fight, but I haven't seen it with my own eyes, and now I look at it, just rushing this posture, it really feels like the two armies are fighting, but they don't have weapons, think about it, in a place like a prison, even the screws on the bed are not water chestnuts, and they are welded to death, where do they find weapons?

These two groups of people kept a distance of about five meters from each other, and the big guy was surrounded by his subordinates. After being silent for a while, there was a young man with an inch head on Leng Shou's side, pointing at the drug lord and scolding, "Poison Biaozi, will you teach your subordinates?" If you don't care, please beg us Leng Ye early and teach you both hands. ”

As soon as he finished saying this, he immediately attracted a ridicule from the drug lord's subordinates. Anyway, all kinds of fathers and mothers are flying all over the sky.

The drug lord just sneered and didn't come forward, a guy next to him became a spokesperson, and he pointed at the cold hand and scolded a few words.

Iron Donkey and I have been looking down at the prison door, and I can make a general sense of it. There was a conflict between these two groups of people when they were working during the day, and the drug lord's younger brother bullied the people on the cold hand.

In fact, this is all a trivial matter, and even if you want to solve it quickly, one party will take a step back and say a few words of apology and it will be over, but these two big guys are not regressive people.

In the end, not only did they scold more and more fiercely, but they also got closer and closer, especially the little brothers in the front row of the two groups, who were almost face to face.

Iron Donkey and I didn't speak, watching silently, Iron Donkey first saw a trend, and came to me, "I'm going to fight." ”

I didn't believe it at first, but as soon as the iron donkey finished saying this, the younger brothers in the front row all raised their fists, and the two groups of people stopped scolding, and rushed forward with all shouting. But the two bigwigs were quite experienced and protective, and they tacitly were protected by a few subordinates and retreated.

The entire hall on the first floor is not very big, if you let everyone stand in a phalanx or something, the place is enough, but this kind of thing is often a group fight, and it takes more space.

Many of these bigwigs' subordinates are old fritters who know how to fight. When they find their opponents, they tear them up and down the corners or upstairs.

In this way, we retail investors have the intention of suffering, we don't want to wade into the muddy waters between gangs, but we can't avoid some fights rushing to the cell to make trouble.

I finally understood what the iron donkey meant, why the temporary warm-up at night, he was guarding against this matter.

Iron Donkey and I don't want to stay at the door of the cell, otherwise our cell would be too conspicuous at first glance. We walked to the bed and sat down on one of the lower bunks.

When you think about it, our cell is in the middle of the second floor, and I think in my heart there is very little chance that we will get into trouble. But I was wrong, it wasn't time for a cigarette, and two boys rushed in with their arms.

One of them had a very large head and was completely out of proportion to his body, and the other was fat. They fought each other, and both wanted to knock each other down.

Originally, the fat man had a big body, so he should have an advantage in strength, but the arms of the big head were also strong, and under the tension, all the muscle blocks bulged out.

They fought each other for half a pound and eight taels, and finally restrained each other and tore them to the side of my bed. The fat man made a slip, twisted his waist suddenly, and pressed his head against the edge of the bed, and he laughed, and pasted his hands on the big head's face, trying to press it so hard that the big head was completely stunned.

The big head will definitely not admit defeat so easily, and he is really forced to be anxious, and his hands are scratching around, looking for something to attack the fat man.

When I saw the two of them scuffle into the door, I struggled for a while, and finally summed up, forget it, people are fighting in full swing, I won't stretch out my hand first, just watch the battle. When they scuffled to the edge of the bed, I still had a wait-and-see attitude, deliberately shrunk into the bed to make room for them.

But the big head pulled around like this, and it grabbed my trouser leg. I saw that he had a posture of tearing hard, and I couldn't help it, and I said that after I was imprisoned, he would send me a pair of pants, and he tore it off, what else did I wear?

I reached over and broke the big head's hand away, and kicked the fat man in the shoulder.

I kicked very hard, and as soon as I was disturbed by an external force, the form of the fat man and the big head changed, and the big head was able to stand up straight, and he also used this momentum to push the fat man to the bed where the iron donkey was sitting.

In such an atmosphere, the iron donkey was more optimistic than me, he saw that these two people were coming, and he was still in the mood to laugh, commanded, and shouted to the fat man, "Dude, buddy, you are about the same size as me, but what's the matter?" I can't beat this little man, come on, turn over hard, and knock him down! ”

The fat man snorted a few times, and was dissatisfied with the iron donkey's words at first glance, but he didn't have the energy to scold the iron donkey now, so he could only listen to it and endure it.

The iron donkey is really upside down, and now it has changed the topic again and commanded the big head. He also poked the head of the big head a few times with his fingers, and said, "I said buddy, you are small, but you have an advantage in your arms, you are really powerful!" It's a man! But it's useless for you to use your bare arms, you have to learn to use the waist board, come, try to use the waist strength. ”

The big head didn't hum, but I guess he was also unhappy with the iron donkey's actions. On the contrary, the iron donkey became more and more energetic, jumped off the bed again, came behind the big head, patted the waist of the big head twice, and continued, "What do you say about you, boy? Don't you understand the principle of waist strength? Don't exert yourself on your stomach, shrink your waist back and then push forward and lift it up, like a pile driver. ”

I think of one thing, when two people fight, outsiders must not blindly get involved, it is easy to offend both ends. Although the two people in front of them were not two people, they were annoyed by the iron donkey so much.

The fat man said to the big head, "Brother, let's solve this annoying fat boy first, how about we fight again?" ”

The big head said yes, and they both stopped together, turned and pounced on the iron donkey.

My heart said badly, the iron donkey was pitted by the strength of his own mouth. I want to get out of bed and help the iron donkey so we can be one-on-one. But I'm also in a hurry, and I forgot how strong the iron donkey is.

The iron donkey looked at the two opponents who pounced and snorted. He was even more disgusted with the big head, and after scolding for eating the inside and out, he slapped the big head's nose.

I heard a pop, and when the iron donkey closed its palm, I saw that the front of my nose was red and whirring. The iron donkey stretched out two more hands, one by one carrying the fat man and the big head.

He turned the top in the same place, this trick I have seen the old cat use before, with this kind of spiral energy, can make people show four or two thousand pounds of skill, in addition to the iron donkey itself is not small, and so on a circle of spinning top, after he let go, these two prisoners all flew out towards the door.

There's also a small corridor one meter wide outside our door, and if it weren't for the corridor railing, I guess the two of them would have been able to fly to the hall on the first floor.

In this way, when they hit the railing, they made two thumping sounds. The fat man was so badly injured that he couldn't move for a while, and the big head still had some strength, and his eyes were blurred by the spilled nosebleeds, but he still stubbornly got up, and while rushing into the prison door, he raised a middle finger at me, and pointed to his crotch.

This made me angry, and my heart said that it was the iron donkey who beat him just now, how did this rabbit cub settle this account on my head later?

I guess he's miscalculated, but I can't afford to be so dumb.

I didn't have the two blows of the iron donkey, so I simply ran and rushed at the big head that had just entered the prison door, and when the distance was almost over, I stretched out my foot and kicked him violently.

This kick doesn't have much offensive power, but it can bring out a lot of force, kicking the head to the bottom of the railing and sitting.

I was also taken by this inertia, and I took a few steps forward and walked out of the prison door.

Originally, there was nothing to do, so I would have just gone back on my own, but what people didn't expect was that there was still a person squatting outside our cell door.

He had been quietly hiding next to the cell door, and after pinching the right time, he rushed out. His skills are much stronger than the big head and the fat man, plus I was caught off guard and was succeeded by him.

He flashed behind me and reached for my neck. I could feel that there was something in his hand, it was very sharp, and it hurt a little bit of my neck on the top.

My first reaction was that it was broken, he had a knife. Before I could make the next move, he laughed, and there was a kind of lewdness in his laughter.

He increased the strength of his hand a little, and muttered, "Little brother, I'm here!" ”