Jim Cowles doesn't have enough brains.

This cell is full of his people.

Faintly, a semi-encirclement was formed, blocking Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "I advise you to think twice and cooperate with my work." ”

Jim Cowles thought he was crazy: "I'm afraid you don't know your terrible situation. ”

While Zhao Chuanxin was talking, some obsessive-compulsive people put on their glasses and looked around, not letting go of any hiding place and commanding heights.

I was sniped out of the psychological shadows.

Before that, he rarely used people because he did not have fighting skills and was afraid of capsizing in the gutter.

But after practicing his balance, he desperately wanted to know his force value.

is called the god of war every day, if there is no Lu Bu's courage and Xiang Yu's ability, wouldn't it be worthy of the name?

He beckoned: "One by one, or together?" ”

After speaking, without waiting for Jim Cowles to react, Zhao Chuanxin rushed out directly.

Jim Cowles didn't expect him to be so martial arts to carry out a sneak attack, and he was caught off guard.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at him with an old fist and knocked him down with one punch.

There was a prisoner next to him who wanted to come to help, Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand, and the strong wind of the immortal bird Xuanjie air cannon blew, and the prisoner flew upside down, knocking down the two of them.

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed Jim Cowles' neck with one hand and pushed him forward to block the attacks of those behind him.

The high side leg, with Jim Cowles as the central axis, the side leg is wrapped around the back, and a kick hits the temple of a person.

The man fell to the ground with a muffled grunt, unable to move.

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed Jim Cowles' neck, burst into a mouth, and actually grabbed his neck and lifted him up, throwing him like a sack, and knocked down the two of them on the spot.

There were six people, but five fell in an instant.

There was one left, and I was at a loss for what to do with my hands.

Zhao Chuanxin kicked the waist of a person on the ground, and this person just supported his body, and was kicked into the air, and the back of his head hit the door of the other person.

Both screamed at the same time.

It's true that he hasn't practiced martial arts, but these people are also not martial artists.

Zhao Chuanxin simply took off his clothes and put them away, revealing his sturdy upper body.

He paced back and forth for two steps, and turned his head to look at Jim Cowles who was struggling to get up on the ground: "If the jade is not carved, it can't be done, come again." ”

When Jim Cowles was outside, he illegally organized gambling, robbery, and extortion.

In the history of crime in New York, he is also a villain who has left a strong mark.

Of course, it is impossible to be defeated twice, he lives by being brave and ruthless.

Resisting the sharp pain caused by the collapse of the bridge of his nose, Jim Cowles rushed up again.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his hand, took advantage of his height and arm length, and pressed Jim Cowles's head, instantly stopping his momentum.

In my mind, I think of how to control my muscles when practicing balance.

Zhao Chuanxin tried not to use brute force, but used dexterity, stretching his right leg to hook Jim Cowles' left leg.

Jim Cowles is independent, unsteady, and swaying from side to side.

Zhao Chuanxin's front hand was weak, and his right leg swung back and jumped up with a superman fist to smash the bridge of his nose.

Jim Cowles fell this time and never got back up again.

A person rushed over next to him, savagely charging.

Zhao Chuanxin's not very skillful hoop neck pressed down, and raised his knee to hit it.

Click......

Didn't get up again.

There were a few people left, ready to use crowd tactics, and someone actually had a sliding shovel and wanted to knock down Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin remembered the rubbing kick that Zhao Zhongyi often practiced, and rubbed it away.

Click!

The prisoner's calf was bent.

One person hugged Zhao Chuanxin's waist from the side, and the other raised his hand and punched Zhao Chuanxin in the cheek.

It's okay, it's definitely okay, but it hurts too.

Zhao Chuanxin pressed the back of the person holding his waist, the immortal bird Xuanjie was activated, and the air cannon bombarded.

Rumble......

The prisoner with his arms around his waist rushed straight down, and Zhao Chuanxin raised his knees to cushion his head.

Click......

Broken spine!

The man on the right tried to pull his hair, but because of his height, he couldn't.

Zhao Chuanxin flew and elbowed.

The man's head tilted, his eyes rolled upward, and he fell to the ground.

There was only one person left.

It was the good man who had just raised his fist, hesitated, and hovered on the edge.

Zhao Chuanxin thought about it, this goods thunder and don't rain, and they hit soy sauce from beginning to end.

He smiled: "Don't be vigilant, what do you think?" I never attack the people who eat melons. ”

When the prisoner heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and put his hand down.

At this moment, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly stepped sideways.

When the prisoner flew in the air, the thought in his head was: sneak attack......

"Ah...... Tui, look at you Mali horse, you deserve it! ”

Outside, the guards heard the clanging of fights inside and said to their companions, "Leave it alone, Jim will settle the dispute between them." ”

With that, the two Shi Shiran left.

Cynsing Prison is currently the highest-security prison in New York and the United States.

But to whom it is divided.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the shadow cloak and put it on.

There was also an open-eyed person in the room, and it was the prisoner who had broken his ankle by Zhao Chuanxin.

The light in the room was dim, and when he saw that Zhao Chuanxin put on his cloak, he actually merged with the darkness, and he was so frightened that he didn't scream.

Zhao Chuanxin showed his face and smiled at him.

I, Cao, looks like Zhao Chuanxin has no body, only one head is floating in the air.

The prisoner propped himself on the ground with both hands, dragging his dead leg and sliding sharply backwards.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his index finger: "You didn't see anything, you know?" ”

"Yes."

Zhao Chuanxin took out the elf carving knife, made a cut on the door lock, and gently pushed the door out.

The prisoner couldn't believe his eyes.

Andrew Miller's cell opened, and an Italian man walked in.

The man was quiet, his hair neatly combed back, and when he came in, he just glanced at Andrew Miller casually.

He went to the sink, washed his hands, and wiped them clean.

Then he pulled out a knife made of unknown metal from his lower waist, and said with a smile, "Harry Vanderbilt asked me to say hello to you." ”

As he spoke, he slowly walked towards Andrew Miller with a knife in his hand.

Andrew Miller stepped back and forth, eventually hitting the bed frame with a "bang".

He hurriedly shouted: "Prison guard, prison guard, someone is going to kill me......"

There was silence outside.

As the Italians approached, Andrew Miller blurted out, "Sir, I'm going to die, send mercy to save me." ”

There was a response.

The door creaked and opened a small crack.

The Italian turned abruptly and saw nothing.

He looked at the open cell door and blinked, huh? That's right, the cell door did open.

This must have been done by the prison guards, who had left themselves a way out, and they thought quite well.

He turned around and took another step towards Andrew Miller.

At this time, he was tapped on the shoulder.

The Italian sneered, turned his head, and still saw nothing.

He was suspicious.

Suddenly, my wrist tightened.

Someone grabbed his hand and grabbed him from behind.

Then, the knife he was holding uncontrollably poked into his eyes.

Poof......

Before he died, he let out a heart-rending scream.

As his voice faded, his body collapsed to the ground.

The cell door closed, and silence fell inside.

The wind blew from nowhere, and Andrew Miller snorted: Where am I, who am I, what happened?

The Italians on earth are indeed dead.

Before he died, his expression was horrified, and he looked like he had seen a ghost.

Soon after, the guards came and knocked on the cell door.

As a result, he knocked on the cell door directly.

The prison guard was stunned for a moment, then nervous, took out his baton to guard, and slowly pushed the door open.

He saw Andrew Miller sitting in the corner, his knees folded, his eyes blank.

And on the ground, the Italians poked knives in their eyes......

Two major events have taken place in Cynsin Prison.

One is that Harry Vanderbilt wanted to kill Andrew Miller, but the killer committed suicide.

Moreover, the prison guards have determined that it was definitely not Andrew Miller who did it.

This incident is very strange, and the rumor of the ghost of the prison spreads.

The second thing is that Jim Cowles, the famous mob boss of New York City's West Side, died.

Of the entire cell, only two survived.

One person was kicked and suffered internal bleeding and was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment.

One person broke his ankle and was also pulled away.

In the entire cell, there is only one person left, the Asian man known as "Scavenger".

Translated as "scavenger".

It is said that after the prison guards found blood all over the ground and strangely shaped corpses, they vomited "wow".

Then, Zhao Chuanxin was confined.

Before putting him in, the prison guard drew a cross on his chest: "You butcher, the warden said, you will sit in the electric chair." ”

Zhao Chuanxin looked at him, smiled and said, "Okay, as soon as possible, I need to recharge my lightning five whips urgently." ”

"Bang", the door of the confinement room closes.

It's very dirty here, the space is cramped, and Zhao Chuanxin even has to bow his head.

There is no toilet, just a cement trough with feces and urine in it.

Zhao Chuanxin immediately put on the shadow cloak, cut through the door of the confinement room, got out, and returned to his cell to lie down and sleep.

Even, when the wind was released, he also slipped out to let out the wind with everyone.

On the playground, Andrew Miller saw Zhao Chuanxin and said in surprise: "Sir, how did you get out?" Did they let you go? ”

In prison, those two things are discussed everywhere.

Andrew Miller couldn't even think about it.

Zhao Chuanxin said happily: "I'll just come out to take a breath and go back in a while." ”

"......" said Andrew Miller, "Yesterday there was an Italian who came to kill me, it was Harry Vanderbilt of the Brotherhood. You killed him, right? ”

Zhao Chuanxin was noncommittal, just smiled slightly.

Sure enough, Andrew Miller was full of adoration.

This man is so mysterious!

Zhao Chuanxin asked: "Who is Harry Vanderbilt?" Let me look and see. ”

Andrew Miller took a look.

He pointed to a group of people.

Typical olive skin of the Mediterranean coast, thick black hair, large eyes with long eyelashes, and a curved nose...... Italians are really easy to identify.

Zhao Chuanxin patted him on the shoulder: "The Italians owe preaching, I'll go to convince people, you wait." ”

Andrew Miller: "......"

During this time, many people were preached to heaven.

Come to think of it, they were preached enough to sit down with Jesus.

Zhao Chuanxin lit a cigar and walked over there.

As he approached, there was an uproar around him.

"It's a scavenger!"

"Isn't he locked up?"

"The warden wants him to sit in an electric chair."

Wherever Zhao Chuanxin passed, the crowd automatically separated and was orderly.

Harry Vanderbilt was still in prison, dressed like a dog, a pair of crisp trousers, a suspender, a snow-white shirt, a well-trimmed mustache on his lips, and a top hat.

When he saw Zhao Chuanxin, his pupils shrank.

Zhao Chuanxin waved at them: "Hey! I'm here for the trail. ”

(End of chapter)