Zhou Feng stepped on Wang Ziyu's face with a big sting, the black mud on the soles of his feet washed his face, and the disgusting pungent smell spread out, this is not the end, this guy hugged his arms, and said with a shaky voice: "Huang San, Huang San, this is the end of calling with me, if you want to expose this matter today, you kid only have two ways, either kneel down to lick the uncle's feet, or kneel down and kowtow to admit his mistakes, just these two roads, you choose one, otherwise this matter is not over!"

Zhou Feng looked down at Wang Ziyu with flying eyebrows, his tone was undoubted, he felt that he had eaten Wang Ziyu, so he did not hide his arrogance, his smile was full of naked mockery, everyone can see it now, Zhou Feng is purely playing with Wang Ziyu, to put it bluntly, he is playing with him and making fun of him!

Some inmates found it interesting and gloated to come forward to watch the fun, while some inmates felt that Zhou Feng's approach was a bit excessive and insulting, so they couldn't bear to look at it and left on their own.

Zhou Feng's big black feet stepped on Wang Ziyu's cheeks one by one, and an arrogant smile appeared on his big fat face, this feeling of trampling people under his feet made him very proud and comfortable, and then he looked around with vicious eyes, and raised his fist, his meaning was obvious, did you see it, this is the consequence of provoking me Zhou Feng, give me fucking care!

Punish someone as a warning to others!

That's what Zhou Feng meant, he used the prince as a sacrificial flag to see who would dare to stab in the future!

Prince Yu was lying on the ground with a pale face, no one dared to step forward to pull the fight, he could only cast a look of pity, and looked at Zhou Feng who was showing off his might, feeling that this guy was ruthless, everyone was like this and didn't let go of others, and it was too shameless to humiliate people like this, but no one dared to look at Zhou Feng and avoided it.

When Zhou Feng withdrew his stinky feet, Yang Chun came to Wang Ziyu's side with an anxious face, at this time he had stopped pumping animals, but the corners of his mouth were still overflowing with saliva, and he quickly wiped it off with a tissue paper, seeing that Wang Ziyu was still unconscious, he didn't react at all, and then gently pushed his shoulder in disbelief, and found that there was still no response, so he hurriedly probed his nose with his index finger, and his breath was gone.

, why don't you breathe?

Don't...... He's dead?

No, I fainted just now, so I shouldn't die, right?

Yang Chun grabbed Wang Ziyu's wrist while summing up, his tentacles were cold, his pulse was completely empty, and when he touched his heart again, there was no sound of beating, this is dead?

Yang Chun squatted there, looking at Wang Ziyu in a daze, the boss with a pair of eyes open, still couldn't believe that he was dead!

"Oh my God! Huang San is out of breath!"

In the next second, Yang Chun screamed in a panic, shook off Wang Ziyu's arm like a plague god, and his body suddenly fell to the ground.

What the?

Out of gas?

Can't you?

This kid is so unskilled?

Just two times and he's out of gas?

Alas, this kid's physique is too bad!

Zhou Feng's face froze, and he quickly squatted down and probed Wang Ziyu's snort, which was lifeless, and immediately his face turned grim, and he patted his cheek lightly, "Boy, let me tell you, don't play dead with me, this trick is not good, let me get up quickly, do you hear." After saying that, he stood up, smiled unnaturally, and quietly retreated behind everyone.

Damn, the idea is really back, and you actually beat him to death!

What should I say if Liu Guan asks him? Yes, I'll just say that I'm joking with him and joking!

Zhou Feng thought with a solemn face, considered countermeasures, and thought that he had to take himself out no matter what, he didn't want to be a murderer, let alone go to prison!

After Gao Li, who was hiding on the side, heard Yang Chun's words, he suddenly rushed over and grabbed Wang Ziyu's right hand like crazy, with tears in his eyes, "Third brother, wake up, wake up quickly, it's all my fault, it's me who is not good, it's me who has burdened you, you wake up quickly, otherwise I won't have the face to live anymore!"

Colliers was full of remorse, he hated that he shouldn't have spoken back, he hated that he couldn't fight, he hated that he was scared just now, he shouldn't have gotten aside and didn't help......

In the end, he focused his hateful gaze on Zhou Feng, thinking hatefully, all this is to blame on him, if it weren't for him, the third brother would be fine, if something happened to the third brother, I would definitely avenge him!

Zhou Feng didn't notice Gao Li's hateful gaze, he was in a trance, his eyes were flustered, the awesome energy just now had long since disappeared, replaced by gloomy clouds, dark clouds covering the top!

His expression was solemn not because he was worried about Wang Ziyu, but about himself, the crime of intentional homicide was either death penalty or life indefinite, he was worried that his sentence would be aggravated, and he couldn't go out and live happily.

Zhou Feng looked around anxiously, hoping that someone could help him come up with an idea, he saw Xie Peng, the fourth squad leader standing on the edge of the toilet, hey, by the way, I heard that this guy graduated from the health school, there must be a way to save people, and then ran over and grabbed him, "Lao Xie, go over and help, see if there is any rescue!"

It just so happened that Xie Peng was also about to go over to take a look, he shook off Zhou Feng's pull without a trace, strode to Wang Ziyu's side, and performed the first trick of saving people artificial respiration, blowing mouth to mouth, Xie Peng worked very hard, he had a good impression of Wang Ziyu, and he didn't want him to have anything to do.

The second trick to save people is cardiopulmonary resuscitation, the root of the palm is placed in the lower part of the sternum in front of the chest, the palm of the right hand is pressed on the back of the left hand, the fingers of both hands are cocked without touching the patient's chest wall, the arms are straightened, the elbow joint is not bent, and the shoulders are pressed down to form pressure.

At this time, Yang Chun and Cui Feng also came over to help, and several people gathered around Wang Ziyu, or Yang Chun was experienced, and pinched Prince Yu Renzong with his right hand, pressing his chest here, pinching Renzong there, and taking care of it.

Hey?

What's going on?

When Wang Ziyu opened his eyes and found himself floating on the roof, and his body was lying on the ground, he watched them treat him, and all his words and deeds fell into his eyes without any difference, but no matter how they tossed, he was still lying there quietly, still without the intention of waking up.

Wang Ziyu was churning in all fours, and shouted anxiously, "Brother Yang, I'm here, I'm here!

"Can Colliers see me, I'm here, hurry up and see me......"

"Cui Feng is me, it's me, look at me, I'm here!"

"Why can't they see me, and can't hear me?"

"Am I really dead?"

"Then I am now, and my soul is stealing again?"

"Soul Theft ......"

"What can I do, God, I don't want to die! There are still many things waiting for me to do, I miss home, I miss my parents, I haven't done my filial piety yet!"

Prince Yu burst into tears, crying and throwing down, trying to return to his body, but to no avail, his body was still suspended two meters above the ground.

Suddenly, Wang Ziyu felt that he could not move, to be precise, he was imprisoned in this place, what could it be that could imprison his soul?

At this time, a terrifying coercion came from the corridor, from far and near, hitting Wang Ziyu's mental defense line one by one, making him shudder, frightened, his soul began to tremble like chaff for no reason, he was scared, scared to death!

Intuition told him that the other party was here for him, and it directly threatened his life, getting closer and closer, the prince was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, tossing and turning, but unable to do anything.

Twenty meters!

Ten meters!

Eight meters!

Four meters!

As the terrifying and mysterious coercion became stronger and stronger, Wang Ziyu became more and more palpitating, and even had a feeling of suffocation, "his" limbs gradually stiffened and could not move a bit, and finally, "he" was frozen.

Shenma things are so powerful? Is it bull head and horse noodles?

No, I didn't feel this way when I died last time, what the hell is this? Anyway, it's definitely not a good thing, Wang Ziyu stared at the door tightly, and he was blind in his heart.

Why is my path to rebirth so bumpy?

I can't die without knowing it!

Because of me, I am not reconciled!

A strong fire of desire to survive burned in his heart, and the spark could ignite the prairie in an instant, instantly igniting his limbs and hundreds of remains, and fighting against the mysterious imprisoning power.

Human potential is infinite and vast as the sea, but it can only be fully stimulated at a certain moment!

Three meters!

Two meters!

One meter!

The terrifying coercion has come to the iron door of the cell, and Wang Ziyu has already smelled the breath of death!

Yes!

I don't want to die!

Prince Yu let out a Jedi roar from the bottom of his heart, and at this moment, his small universe that stored potential finally exploded!

Boom~Boom!

Shine brightly!

With the imprisonment removed, Wang Ziyu instantly regained his freedom, disappeared with a whoosh, and his soul returned to his body safely.

Wang Ziyu opened his eyes without warning, sat up suddenly, and looked at the door in shock, there was no one, only a gust of wind blowing, and the terrifying feeling disappeared without a trace.

But Wang Ziyu still stared at the door with wide eyes, looking straight at the door, stunned, and the bean-sized cold sweat on his head rolled down, looking frightened, obviously frightened.

it!

This guy can't be a corpse!

Wang Ziyu's sudden explosion startled everyone, his stiff movements and straight eyes were somewhat similar to the zombies in the movie, and some timid inmates around him retreated again and again, for fear that something would happen.

Zhou Feng is quite happy, it's okay if people are fine, and finally don't have to worry anymore!

Wang Ziyu's awakening made him breathe a sigh of relief, the nervousness gradually dissipated, the big ass sat on the board, picked up a book and flipped it randomly, a pair of pig eyes peeked here from time to time, it seemed that he was still a little uneasy.

"What do you think, brother? ”

Yang Chun stretched out two fingers and dangled them in front of Wang Ziyu's eyes, worried that he had a concussion, so he quickly tested his knowledge quotient to see if there was anything wrong.

He didn't think that Wang Ziyu was a corpse, a dead and a living, he could still distinguish between a dead and a living, he thought that Wang Ziyu should have been stunned just now, turned his back on his anger, and formed a state of suspended animation.

"How much is this?"

Prince Yu didn't answer, but when he saw Yang Chun's concerned expression, his heart felt warm, and he simply replied mischievously, "This is two, Brother Yang two, Brother Yang two, definitely not three." ”

However, he immediately felt a burning pain all over his body, from the pain in his abdomen like a river to the sea, wave after wave of invasion of his brain, making him dizzy, his eyes were full of stars, and even accompanied by bouts of nausea.

Wang Ziyu gritted his teeth and insisted, he didn't want to touch that terrifying thing again, it was so terrible, he had lingering palpitations all the time!