As soon as I sat down, someone kicked me to the ground.

I immediately got up from the ground and was about to fight back, but when I saw a dozen people looking at me eagerly, I was still scared.

A good man doesn't take advantage of the situation. I don't know what the relationship between these people is. What if I provoke one or more than a dozen people to beat me?

There were sixteen people except me, and fifteen of them were looking at me.

There was only one person lying there sleeping quietly, covering his head with a pillow.

If I guessed correctly, this person should be the boss here.

I looked at the man who kicked me. He was in his thirties, with triangular eyes and a male duck voice. He looked very much in need of a beating.

He stood up, patted me on the shoulder, and asked: "Boy, do you really not understand the rules, or are you just pretending to be stupid? This is your first time coming in?"

I pushed away his hand on my shoulder. I especially hate people who hook up with others when they first meet, as if we are familiar with each other.

"Yes, first time coming in."

"Okay, since this is your first time coming in, your brother Wang will teach you the rules. Do you choose to roll the ground dragon or wash your hair?"

I narrowed my eyes and asked: "Rolling dragon? Wash your hair? I don't quite understand what you mean. Can you explain it to me?"

He grinned, showing two rows of yellow teeth and serious bad breath: "Young man, I like your attitude very much, right? You have to be more modest as a person so that you are not easily beaten. I will teach you these two things.

What does one mean?"

"As for the ground dragon, you cover yourself with a quilt and let a dozen of us brothers take turns kicking you. If you are afraid of pain, you choose to wash your hair. Do you see that?"

He pointed to the corner, where there was a sink and a toilet next to it.

"Go there and wash your hair with cold water and rub your head with soap. When you finish rubbing the soap, you can stop. As long as you pass this level, we will be brothers."

I smiled. It turned out that what I saw on TV and in novels was not fiction. This place was really not a place for people to live.

But then again, evil people will be punished by evil people.

How could a good person be locked up in a place like this?

And after he finished speaking, I made no move.

He put his arm around my shoulders again and said, "Little brother, both paths have been pointed out to you, so don't be stunned and choose one quickly."

I sneered, yawned, and said, "I came in because of the fight. I'm very tired now and want to rest. You'd better not mess with me. We'll be fine."

"Hey, you have a tough tone? Do you think I'm afraid of you because you're so tall? You don't even know what kind of world this is! I'm telling you, I'm giving you the face to make your own choice.

, if you are so fucking shameless, I will help you choose!"

"Fuck you! I need your face!?"

As soon as I finished speaking, I grabbed his wrist that was holding my shoulders, and then twisted it outwards hard.

"ah!"

In order to reduce the pain, he had to turn his body away from me.

At this moment, his loophole was wide open. I kicked him on the back and kicked him out.

His body rolled until he reached the side of the urinal before he stopped. There was dirty urine all around the urinal, and it was now all over his body.

This scream also startled the man who had been lying sleeping.

He sat up. He looked to be around forty years old, with obvious stubble on his face, dark skin, and his big hands that looked powerful.

There are very obvious calluses on his tiger's mouth. I have seen similar calluses on my father's hands.

I remember asking my dad and he said it was something he had honed over many years of holding guns.

Could it be that?

Triangle Eyes grinned in pain and cursed: "You little bastard, you fucking dare to come here and act wild!? Are you still fucking watching? Do it!"

As soon as I finished speaking, more than a dozen people approached me with eager eyes.

It's too late to give in now, because you will get beaten even if you give in, and you will get beaten if you fight back, so of course I have to fight back!

I rushed toward them with one step, and kicked the person in front!

An explosive kick hit him. When he fell, he also knocked down another person!

They didn't expect that I would dare to take action under such circumstances, so they stopped talking nonsense and immediately surrounded me.

There are more than ten people and more than twenty hands, not to mention that these people are not good men and women. How can I be their opponent?

Facing the intensive fists, I didn’t know how many times I was hit.

I keep in mind what my dad taught me. When faced with a group fight, the first thing to do is to find an opportunity to escape.

If you can't run away, try to protect your head, and then attack the opponent at one point. Use the most ferocious attack to make others fear you.

How do I make these people fear me?

From the corner of my eye, I saw the forty-year-old man still sitting there.

From beginning to end, he didn't say a word and had no intention of coming to help.

I believe he must be the boss of this group of people!

I only need to capture him to suppress these people, right?

"Hold!"

While I was being beaten, I was also punched out!

He punched the man in front of him on the chin, knocking him unconscious on the spot.

I broke out of a bloody road and rushed towards the forty-year-old man!

He remained motionless and was directly locked by my guillotine.

Once the guillotine is formed, it can directly kill the opponent!

I dragged his body and retreated to the corner, blocking everyone with him.

I was surprised. This was completely different from what I imagined. I originally thought this person should be a master!

"Brother Ren!"

"I tell you, if you dare to touch Brother Ren, we will let you die in our prison today!"

"Boy! Do you fucking want to die? If you miss, find a good place! Let Brother Ren go!"

I spat and cursed: "I'll let you Ma Gobi go! If I let him go, I'll really die in a bad way!"

"Brother, I didn't expect that your dogs are quite loyal. I'm sorry!"

I would definitely not dare to kill anyone if I exerted my strength with both hands, not to mention that this big brother didn't offend me.

But I want him to make some painful screams to scare his younger brothers.

But when I really exerted my strength, I felt that what I was locking was not his neck, but a piece of steel.

That's right, no matter how hard I try, he doesn't make a sound!

Even the most fragile part of a human body, the neck, has been trained into an iron wall by him!

Horrible, this man is so terrible! He and I are on completely different levels!

But why is he being treated as a hostage by me now?
Chapter completed!