"Boom!"

Another punch stifled a prisoner who was charging towards him. Dapingzi, who was nearly forty years old and whose physical condition was no longer at its peak, was a little out of breath after punching him one after another.

"Crack!"

The multi-person siege gave Dapingzi no chance to breathe. When Dapingzi was trying to breathe and adjust his condition, the clenched iron fist of the prisoner behind him was already coming at him.

If Da Pingzi hadn't subconsciously squatted down a little when the danger came, then this punch would have been enough to tilt his center of gravity forward and fall to the ground.

When the prisoner's iron fist grazed his shoulder, Da Pingzi thrust upward, grabbed the man's wrist with his right hand and pulled him forward, then threw him hard in front of him with a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw.

When he knocked down the prisoner who made a sneak attack, he also knocked to the ground an eager prisoner in front of him who was waiting for an opportunity to make a move.

Da Pingzi fucked the last one one after another. Although his body could no longer keep up with the actions of his brain, the fighting spirit in his chest was still rising.

The best defense is to attack. After repeatedly succeeding, Da Pingzi recalled the glorious years that once belonged to him. Time is not forgiving. Those who are unforgiving are lazy people, not ruthless people!

The big bald man was extremely dazzling in this small cell. He lowered his head and arched forward, like a bull charging. He used the fastest speed to push over a prisoner who was about to raise his fist at him. At the same time, he stood beside him.

He pushed forward with his left knee and hit one person in the abdomen. The person fell to the ground clutching his stomach.

At this moment, Dapingzi seemed to be in a deserted place.

"Fuck you! You are a bunch of trash. I want to be twenty years younger. I will crush your heads every one! Come on! Come on!" Dapingzi, who has achieved success many times, is shouting proudly, venting his passion wantonly.

Fighting spirit.

The three prisoners directly in front of him saw Dapingzi's eyes gradually turning blood red, and they subconsciously moved their footsteps slightly and took two steps back. They looked at Dapingzi with a little fear in their eyes.

Everyone has taken advantage of it and worked their way up. No one wants to risk their lives here...

"puff!"

Da Pingzi, who had been punched twice on the cheek, felt that his lower jaw teeth were slightly loose, and there was a slight sweetness in his mouth. After spitting out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, he felt refreshed and high in fighting spirit.

So he opened his mouth and cursed again: "A group of small baskets, Grandpa Ping has just started to do it, and you are shrinking back? At your level, in your Grandpa Ping's time, you were not even qualified to ride on a horse and make a urinal!"

The prisoner standing at the front had his Adam's apple twitching and wanted to step back, but found that the person behind him was holding him back and prevented him from moving, and some beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Come on! Everyone, get on the horse!"

Dapingzi kept shouting.

"I find that you are really useless... With your fighting ability, can you be considered a master in the second world?"

The young trumpeter, who originally positioned himself as a spectator, slowly sat up from his bunk, put his hands behind his back, and walked over leisurely.

A trace of ferocity flashed in Dapingzi's eyes, and he cursed: "Well, you have the ability, come over and see if I can crush your head!"

It has been two or three minutes since Dapingzi took down the first person. Although the second watch is definitely not as strict as the detention center in this regard, it is currently covered by 1080p high-definition cameras. Where can I find it?

If there is any slightest sign of trouble, the officer on duty who works the glare shift will notice it immediately.

It will never be like this. He has been fighting for several rounds without listening to the sirens and the discipline officers are not watching. The only possibility is that the higher-ups have tacitly approved of all this.

As an isolated and helpless Dapingzi, he could either survive until the end and knock everyone down, or be knocked down by everyone...

"Okay, come on, crush my head."

The young trumpeter pushed aside the crowd with his hands and walked to the front of Dapingzi, where they stood facing each other.

Dapingzi gritted his teeth and shouted: "You are really looking for death!"

After saying that, he rushed towards the young trumpet leader.

Compared to the tall and powerful Dapingzi, the young Hao, who is on the thin side and has a hint of perseverance in his eyes, has no chance of winning just by looking at his physique.

Da Pingzi suddenly fired a cannon punch, hitting the young trumpeter's face. At this time, any normal person would choose to avoid this powerful and heavy but slightly slow-moving iron fist, but the young trumpet leader did not.

Instead of avoiding it, the young trumpeter took the initiative to face Da Pingzi's cannon fist. This behavior was tantamount to suicide in the eyes of the prisoners on the side...

"Bang!"

If two punches were to hit each other, everyone present, including the young trumpeter himself, had reason to believe that with his small body, he could be beaten to pieces by Da Pingzi...

It is obviously not advisable to attack the enemy's strength with one's own shortcomings. Just when Dapingzi's iron fist was less than twenty centimeters away from the young horn, the young horn leader moved! He raised his right foot and kicked it out, heavily.

The ground stepped on Dapingzi's belly.

The impact of both sides converged on the point below Dapingzi's belly button. Even though Dapingzi was said to be rough-skinned and thick-bodied and extremely resistant to beatings in street fights, after all, he had never practiced the golden bell and iron cloth shirt.

Being stepped on by this foot, Da Pingzi's head bowed forward slightly, and his whole body was bent into a semi-arc shape. The young trumpeter's right arm had veins popping out, and he swung his arm hard and punched him hard again.

's temple.

"Boom!"

Dapingzi, who had a certain foundation in martial arts, quickly raised his arms to protect him when the danger came, but even so, the punch from the young trumpeter still made Dapingzi grin and sweat on his forehead.

In fact, when the young trumpeter punched just now, even if Dapingzi was ten years younger, when he raised his left arm to block, his right fist would have been swung out to cause damage. But now when he actually moved his hand, his body completely followed

No more action.

Dapingzi, who was at a slight disadvantage in this confrontation, quietly took two steps back, trying to open up a slight gap with the mad wolf-like young man in front of him and maintain a certain buffer.

Dapingzi hunched over and gasped: "If I were ten years younger, you would have died just now!"

The young captain shook his head with disdain: "A good man was brave in his past. No matter how capable you were back then, you are still a loser who can only talk big words in front of me now."

The furious Da Pingzi roared: "I'll tear your lousy mouth apart!"

As the words fell, the figure moved. Da Pingzi exerted force on the heel of his right foot, leaned forward to the left, changed his fist to grabbing, and tried to grab the young trumpeter's neck.

The young trumpeter still didn’t hide!

He allowed Dapingzi's powerful hand to grab him, keeping his upper body balanced, and then his left foot seemed to pull away in the air and hit Dapingzi on the way forward.

"Bang!"

Dapingzi, who was still in mid-air with nowhere to rely on, was kicked by the inconspicuous and even skinny young trumpeter in front of him and flew two meters away. After gliding at a low altitude, he landed heavily on the dusty concrete floor.
Chapter completed!