On the empty playground, the prisoners played ball and frolicked in twos and threes.

Lin Kun sat on the stone bench on the edge and took a deep breath of fresh air, the warm sunlight shining on his body, which was extremely comfortable.

The management of prisoners in prisons can be described as extremely humane.

In addition to work, every afternoon, there is an hour of wind time for prisoners to come to the playground to move, play ball, and breathe in the fresh air.

Lin Kun was extremely withdrawn before, and he was usually reluctant to step out of his cell at all, so he was imprisoned for several years and never came out once.

Now he is not the same person he used to be, so naturally he will not hold himself in the room.

Early in the morning, Lin Kun applied to the prison guards, and with his special status, others did not embarrass him, allowing him to let loose with other prisoners.

While relaxing his body, Lin Kun did not forget to observe his surroundings, silently remembering the terrain in his mind.

"You kid is Lin Kun?"

At this moment, three sturdy prisoners swaggered forward.

The leader is a bald head, a body of tendon flesh, and many knife marks can be clearly seen on the exposed skin.

On the left is a man with a small head, and on the right is a tattooed man, neither of whom looks like he is good at stubble.

Lin Kun glanced at the three of them and nodded nonchalantly.

"I heard that the lame master was killed by your own hands?" The bald head had a little disdain on his face, "Look at you like this, it's not good, is it?" ”

"Hmm." Lin Kun didn't seem to hear the other party's ridicule, so he responded casually.

"Heh, I'll take care of one." An inch-headed man next to him buttoned his nose, "No wonder I didn't dare to come out once after coming in for so long." ”

"This little white face looks like I'm probably afraid of being made fun of by others." The tattooed man on the other side laughed.

The prisoners in the prison were already idle, but when they saw this scene, they all felt that there was a good show to watch, and they surrounded them in twos and threes.

"What's going on?"

"This kid is that Lin Kun? Doesn't it look so godly? ”

"I remember that the bald guy used to be a lame man's subordinate, so now there is a good show to watch."

……

As the saying goes, people are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, and Lin Kun is also a first-class celebrity in this prison.

Killing seven people in a row is a felony in prison.

Among them, there is even a crippled man, a well-known underworld boss in Sanjiang City, which can be described by more than just ruthlessness.

Since Lin Kun doesn't need to come out for labor reform, he never comes out to let off steam.

So much so that in this prison, he basically belongs to the legendary character.

It stands to reason that such a guy is really not the courage of ordinary prisoners to come up and provoke.

But Lin Kun is such an unattractive kid, and he has never shown his skills, which will only make people feel that he is not worthy of his name.

There are not a few guys who want to use his name to increase their prestige.

Lin Kun glanced at the prison guards in the distance, followed by the three people in front of him, and a faint smile appeared on his face: "To be honest, I really want to kill the three of you."

"Huh~"

"Crazy enough!"

"Good boy!"

As soon as these words came out, the prisoners who were watching around immediately became excited.

The bald guy led by the three of them turned pale, stepped forward, stretched out his hand to grab Lin Kun's collar, and said viciously: "Are you tired of being crooked?" Dare to say such a thing? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu will kill you today? ”

"But since I don't want to be locked up, the three of you are lucky." Lin Kun ignored the other party and said to himself, while reaching out and grabbing the other party's arm that was pulling his collar and slowly clenching it.

When the bald guy saw the other party's thin arms and legs, he was a little unimpressed.

But gradually, he felt as if his arm was being caught in the shrinking iron tongs, and his bones felt as if they were about to be crushed.

The sharp pain made his face change slightly, and he couldn't help but let go of his hand.

Lin Kun straightened his collar at this time, and said unhurriedly: "How about Wendou?"

"What's the fighting method?" The bald guy quietly glanced at the deep red mark on his wrist and faintly sensed that something was wrong with this kid.

But now that the arrow has to be fired, with so many inmates around him watching, if he admits it, it will be impossible for him to raise his head again in prison after that.

"Simple." Lin Kun picked up a fist-sized stone on the ground next to him, and then placed his left palm on the long stone bench.

"Click!"

"Click!"

"Click!"

Fast and ruthless, three times in a row, the back of the whole hand immediately became miserable, and the surrounding prisoners even faintly heard the sound of bones cracking.

"The three of you, one by one." Lin Kun's expression did not change, as if he had smashed someone else's hand, and handed the stone in his hand to the bald guy.

When the prisoners saw such a good show, they were very excited and hurriedly urged.

The bald guy's face was a little ugly, but now, he could only bite the bullet.

With a cold snort, he also put his left palm on the stone bench, lifted the stone and smashed it, and couldn't help but let out a painful snort in his mouth.

Then he handed the stone to his two companions, who could only smash it in pain.

"Cut~"

"Such a small force? Didn't eat? ”

"Girls, were you last night?"

The prisoners booed, compared with Lin Kun's ruthless and fierce three blows, it was indeed possible to see at a glance that these three people had left their strength to smash themselves.

The expressions on the faces of the three of them became extremely ugly for a while.

Lin Kun didn't say anything, took back the stone from the other party's hand, and hit it three times mercilessly on his left hand.

The back of the hand became a blur of flesh and blood, and it looked creepy.

That power, not only others, but even the bald guy trio were furious when they saw it.

What's even more terrifying is Lin Kun's calm and usual expression, which completely makes people wonder if he has no pain.

"Go on." Lin Kun handed the blood-stained stone to the other party.

The bald guy took the stone, cold sweat flowed from his forehead, and he aimed at the back of his swollen hand, hesitating, and never getting down.

Let someone else smash it, he may still be able to forcibly endure a few blows, let himself smash it, it's not a feeling at all.

Why didn't he want to give himself a hard time, and increase his majesty.

But when I thought of the heart-piercing pain and the terrible consequences of potentially scrapping my palm, I couldn't help it.

The surrounding prisoners laughed and laughed wantonly, and the faces of all three of them turned green, but they were powerless to refute.

"What for?"

At this time, the prison guard finally stepped forward, and the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

However, since several people did not fight, they were only verbally educated, and sent to the prison's infirmary to check and bandage their wounds.

However, along the way, the three of them were sneered at by various prisoners, and I am afraid that they will not be able to raise their heads in the future.

On the contrary, it was Lin Kun who received all kinds of praise and respect.

This is the law of prison......