Fang Chunliang's words came out, and the lively and boiling death fighting arena suddenly fell silent. ≈

"What are you talking about, you want to challenge Mr. Yumu Yamamoto?" The prisoner in black couldn't believe his ears, there were so many prisoners present, none of them dared to challenge Yumu Yamamoto, and Fang Chunliang, a newcomer who had just arrived, dared to challenge Yumu Yamamoto, wasn't this looking for death?

"Yes. Fang Chunliang nodded affirmatively.

"Okay, but I'm sorry, according to the prison rules, you need to win at least ten consecutive victories to be eligible to challenge Yumu Yamamoto. The prisoner in black explained. He himself is still looking forward to a dragon and tiger fight, after all, the showdown between the strong and the strong is interesting.

There are still a lot of rules here, Fang Chunliang nodded, and said, "If you win ten games in a row, do you want to eliminate ten opponents respectively?"

The black-clothed prisoner smiled and said, "Yes, but in the last few months of prison fights, no one has won ten times in a row. ”

Others can't do it, but it doesn't mean that Fang Chunliang can't do it, if he doesn't look at that Yamamoto Xiongwu unpleasantly, he won't challenge the other party, speaking of which, this prison is probably worth his shot, that is, the one called Brother Dao.

"Can you change the rules?" Fang Chunliang said lightly with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

The black-clothed prisoner shook his head again and again, and refused very politely, "Sir, I'm sorry, according to our rules, the guidelines set cannot be changed. ”

"I think you're mistaken. Fang Chunliang explained with a smile, "I mean, I have already won the challenge once, according to your rules, I have to win ten times in a row, that is to say, I still need to defeat nine people to do it, what I want to say is, I can let these nine people come up together, can I solve it at once?"

There was another rare upset in the audience, and the audience was silent. The history of this prison is very long, it can be traced back to the eve of World War I, so many years, there is no shortage of fierce people, but those people are all a generation of prison tyrants, such as the rise of the new prison bully Brother Dao in recent years, not to mention the 100 consecutive victories that year, and with a crazy record of one to fifty, Brother Dao is almost invincible in the entire prison, but in recent years, the society is much more harmonious and stable than during World War II, and there are few masters in peacetime, which is normal, so in these years, there are very few characters like Brother Dao

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Even Yamamoto Yumu did not fight ten with one to ten so crazy, although Yamamoto Yuwu's strength should be able to fight ten, but Yamamoto Yumu was cautious and did not do so, and Fang Chunliang is undoubtedly the craziest person in this prison in recent years.

"You're going to fight ten?" the black-clad prisoner asked again.

"Yes, I'm going to hit ten, of course, to be specific, it should be nine, but ten is fine, not worse than this one. Fang Chunliang replied.

Lose your marbles.

This is a thought that flashed through the mind of the black-clothed prisoner, he thinks that Fang Chunliang's strength is very good, among the people who have entered the prison in the past two years, he should be the best, but don't think that if you kill the black Cameron with one punch, you don't know that the sky is high, you know, this large prison with more than 5,000 people, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and Cameron's strength is only at the bottom, and there are many people who are stronger than him.

He really heard it right, and Fang Chunliang insisted so much, the black-clothed prisoner promised at the moment, "Yes, one dozen ten, this is also a rule of the prison, now I will select ten opponents for you." ”

The black-clothed prisoner did not deliberately choose those who were powerful, but instead picked some people of similar strength, gathered enough nine people, and then shouted these prisoners together, saying, "You nine, you will besiege that yellow-skinned boy together for a while, and you will divide the 30 million in his account equally, and if you lose, all the money in your account will belong to him." ”

Hearing the words of the black-clothed prisoner, one of them was covered in thick hair, and from a distance, he looked like a hairy white man shouted, "Bodo, are you joking internationally? That kid just killed Cameron's in seconds, so he didn't know that the sky was high and the earth was vainly trying to challenge the powerful Mr. Yumu Yamamoto, and now he still wants to challenge the nine of us at once?"

The prisoner in black nodded seriously, "Yes." ”

", the nine of us besieged him together, who is he Nima, who has such a big face? A yellow-skinned boy, he is still very arrogant, and his tone is very hard, I will meet him alone. The hairy man said, jumped a few times, and came to the ring where Fang Chunliang was.

Seeing someone in the ring, Fang Chunliang turned around, but there was only one person on the other side, and he couldn't help but say to Mao Ren and the prisoners who were jumped out by the black-clothed prisoners behind, "Don't waste time, you can go up together, so as not to waste Lao Tzu's time." ”

Fang Chunliang's arrogant words once again made the entire prison boil, and everyone sighed at Fang Chunliang's arrogance, yes, it was too arrogant. This is a life-and-death prison fight, who dares to say such arrogant words. There is a saying in this prison, it is the dragon that coils me, and the tiger that lies down for me, even if the devil comes here, he has to bow his head.

Although these prisoners sighed at Fang Chunliang's arrogance, these prisoners were very excited and comfortable in their hearts, because this indicated that the monthly prison fight would be more exciting and bloody, they liked this kind of cruel and bloody prison fight, especially with a scene of one dozen ten, if Fang Chunliang lost, they could imagine that this yellow-skinned boy who tried to challenge authority would definitely be beaten to pieces.

In particular, some bloodthirsty people seemed to have smelled the smell of blood in the air in advance, and when they saw the bloody scene that was coming, their expressions became extremely fanatical and excited. Prison only needs and blood, no one here deserves pity, no one deserves sympathy, their favorite is blood, that kind of cruel scene.

The tall hairy man, with his hideous eyes, glared at Fang Chunliang, stretched out his big furry hand, pointed at the other party, and said gloomily, "Yellow boy, don't be too arrogant, if you want to challenge ten by yourself, do you have that qualification? ”

This hairy man's strength is above average in the prison, he is a leader in the prison B area, and there are hundreds of brothers under his hands, his words were echoed by these little brothers, and everyone shouted, "Kill this yellow-skinned boy with one punch, let him know that the boss is powerful."

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"I'm afraid you're not enough. Fang Chunliang glanced at the other party with disdain, shook his head, indeed, the strength of the other party was not worth mentioning in his eyes at all, he looked at the people behind the hairy man, and urged, "Hurry up and go together, what the is it, Lao Tzu is going to doze off." ”

The eight prisoners who were urged by Fang Chunliang, before they could respond, the hairy man was already extremely angry, because he was ignored by Fang Chunliang, completely ignored, he roared, like a hungry tiger, fiercely pounced on Fang Chunliang, shouting as he ran, "Damn yellow-skinned boy, you have completely angered me, I will tear your body apart and hang your head in front of my board." ”

"You fight so much. Fang Chunliang replied, when the hairy man punched, the dexterous side of his body dodged very easily, and at the same time, his left foot was full of strength and kicked directly on the hairy man's knee.

Quack.

The sound of broken bones came clearly, and Maoren's knees were kicked and shattered by Fang Chunliang at once, the knees are located at the junction between the upper and lower legs, which are not the most commonly injured parts of the body, but they can be the weakest, once the knees are damaged, the human body is unable to stand at all.

The crushing knee only made the hairy man's face crumple, but he didn't let out a cry of pain, which shows that this hairy man's endurance is still very strong, but his knee is broken, one of his legs shrugged, and his body staggered, and after Fang Chunliang let go, his whole person fell directly to the ground.

"Don't measure yourself, ask for your own hardships. In the ring, Fang Chunliang stood proudly, while Mao Ren fell to the ground in pain.

It's just two fights, but the judgment is high.

The black-clothed prisoner was very satisfied with Fang Chunliang's performance, judging from the fact that the other party killed the hairy man who was quite powerful in seconds, he was a little expectant, because Fang Chunliang was very likely to challenge the remaining eight people at one time, and it would be successful.

The hairy man who was paralyzed on the ground, although he did not have the full zombie mobility, but his strength was greatly reduced, he was not Fang Chunliang's opponent in his heyday, and at this time, he broke a leg, let alone break it.

Prison fighting, there is only life or death, and there is no other result. The Mao people have been in this prison for five years and have participated in dozens of prison fights, so they naturally know the results of failure.

He doesn't fight uncertain battles, and he will never challenge people who are stronger than him, but this time, because of impulsiveness, without finding out the truth of the other party, he rashly went up and took the initiative to challenge, but lost.

"According to prison guidelines, losers die. The black-clothed prisoner said in a loud voice. Then he walked to the hairy man with an iron chain more than two meters long.

The sound of the chain mopping the ground sounded to the hairy people, just like the sound of asking for a life and hooking the soul.

"Brother Bodo, we are nine people challenging each other, I just took the lead, not a formal challenge, you can't kill me. The hairy man shouted with all his might.

"yes, I'll think about it. The black-clothed prisoner said very calmly, for him, killing someone is the same as drinking saliva, it is too commonplace, just now he waved the iron chain, and he has already broken the heads of at least seven people, and in this large playground, there are at least thirty black-clothed prisoners like this.

It is not difficult for Fang Chunliang to surmise that at this moment, more than 100 people have died in the prison fight, some of them were killed on the spot by their opponents in the ring, but more of them were directly smashed by black-clothed prisoners with chains, hammers and other murder weapons.

The cruelty and gore of the prison fight are undoubtedly demonstrated.