Tian Dabao saw that Ye Fan was born into a wealthy family, so he planned to follow him and follow the rules in the prison.
Ye Fan had a cigarette in his mouth and started smoking it.
"What if I don't?" He took a few puffs, blew out a smoke ring, and said with a weird smile: "If you want to get benefits, just say so. I'm not a stingy person. If you want to take it, I won't get a penny!"
In prison, no newcomer dares to challenge the authority of the prison bully like this, unless you are a relative of the prison warden.
However, as long as there is a slight relationship, Nima lives in a single cell and doesn't have to work. It's like being on vacation here.
Even if your family has money, what's the big deal? If you don't have power, it's still useless. Why don't you have to squeeze into Datong Shop with us?
"Boy, our place is no better than other places, so don't speak so arrogantly." Tian Dabao raised his head and grinned ferociously: "If you don't agree, don't blame us for using force!"
"Boss, this kid is fair and tender, and he probably hasn't been through driving yet! Otherwise, how about we have a good time with him?"
A skinny reform-through-labor prisoner came close to Tian Dabao and let out a burst of unruly laughter.
Needless to say, everyone is well aware of the dirty tricks in prison.
A group of big men sit together every day, and their desires have already reached their peak.
Now that they meet a fair and clean young man, it is easy to be impulsive in that direction.
Tian Dabao had a lewd look on his face, his eyebrows moved up and down, and his eyes became obsessed: "Not bad, not bad, or let me do it twice, and I can also cover you!"
"I don't know whether to live or die." Ye Fan stood up and looked down at Tian Dabao condescendingly: "I have no interest in men at all. I want to vent my anger and poke the wall. Maybe I can poke a passage for you."
Seeing Ye Fan being so ignorant, Tian Dabao could no longer hold back his anger and pulled out a sharpened toothbrush from his waist.
"Damn it, I'll do it all, as long as you don't kill me..."
Before he finished speaking, Tian Dabao saw the soles of his feet coming toward him, making a "whooshing" sound from the wind.
Immediately, his face twisted instantly, and his whole body was kicked to the other wall like a cannonball.
There was a loud "bang" and Tian Dabao fell to the ground, excruciating pain.
"Fuck...fuck him to death..." Tian Dabao cried out in pain as he covered his bloody nose.
The two reform-through-labor prisoners screamed, took the lead in expressing their loyalty to Tian Dabao, and rushed towards Ye Fan fiercely.
Before one of them got close, Ye Fan grabbed his hair and dragged it to the side.
"Ouch!"
The prisoner was in pain and angry, and when he was about to raise his hand to hit him, Ye Fan kicked him in the crotch. The pain made him dizzy, and he fell to the ground foaming at the mouth, rolling around and howling.
The other person was stunned, and then shouted the name of the mythical beast "Grass Mud Horse", stretched out ten long black nails, and grabbed Ye Fan's face.
His nails are very disgusting, and there are countless bacteria in them. In a prison with poor medical equipment, it is easy for something to happen if he is caught, ranging from infection to serious disease.
The opponent's nails were coming fiercely, but Ye Fan reacted faster. He turned his wrist and took out a delicate glass thermos cup from his bag.
The thermos cup was smashed down along the nail, and the slag flew like raindrops with a clang, as bright as fireworks.
The people next to him looked dumbfounded, but they didn't expect that Ye Fan's momentum was still unabated, and he continued to drop the half-broken thermos cup down.
A loud, muffled sound of "crossing" hit the prisoner's face.
The boy felt as if he was being crushed by a one-ton car from above, with blood spraying everywhere. He lay motionless on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.
"Nima!"
Two more reform-through-labor prisoners rushed towards Ye Fan, their fists roaring, and the tigers and tigers were full of power.
Ye Fan bent down slightly, picked up a fragment of a thermos cup from the ground, inserted the sharp end into the man's thigh with his backhand, and pulled it again, and a piece of meat with squirming bloodshot flew up.
Immediately after turning around, the fragment in Ye Fan's hand suddenly penetrated the other person's shoulder, pulled it out with a "pop", and then stabbed it in again.
A deep black blood hole appeared on the prisoner's shoulder, and bright blood splashed out, like a fountain, which was really beautiful.
The two reform-through-labor prisoners rolled to the ground almost at the same time and screamed, as if they were competing for the championship of the "Wailing" contest.
Ye Fan hit the target with one blow and immediately retreated. His body was clean and there was no blood stain on it.
He knocked down four people in just one face-to-face meeting. Although he borrowed props, his methods were ruthless and unparalleled.
The few remaining reform-through-labor prisoners felt numb after seeing this, unable to associate this scene with the fair and tender newcomers.
Ye Fan struck out vigorously and with oppressive force, beat the four reform-through-labor prisoners to the ground.
The remaining three reform-through-labor prisoners were trembling and huddled in another corner, looking at Ye Fan as if they were looking at ghosts.
Tian Dabao was very good at resisting beatings. He stood up unsteadily, holding a sharpened toothbrush in his hand and his eyes were extremely red.
"Do we still want to fight?" Ye Fan crossed his arms and smiled coldly.
"Ahhhh!! I'm going to kill you!" Tian Dabao screamed, holding up a toothbrush and stabbing Ye Fan.
Ye Fan kept sneering, grabbing the toothbrush with one hand and Tian Dabao's hair with the other, and dragged it to the cesspit.
Tian Dabao pulled Ye Fan's hand hard, but he couldn't resist at all. He endured the severe pain of tearing his scalp and cursed: "I...I have controlled him, please come and help me..."
The three reform-through-labor prisoners looked at each other and plucked up the courage to rush over.
But Ye Fan was condescending and kicked each of them back to the corner.
"Ouch..."
The three kicks were powerful and heavy, and the three reform-through-labor prisoners howled incessantly. Their tears and nasal mucus were glued together, and there were specks of blood in them. They looked like a line of drawn crystal, which was particularly attractive.
Ye Fansheng dragged Tian Dabao hard, tore off several strands of hair, and brought Tian Dabao to the manure pit.
If we follow the normal plot, Tian Dabao should give special education to Ye Fan at this time, and after coercion and inducement, he would be greeted by the awed eyes of other reform-through-labor prisoners.
But this was completely different from what he expected. The other party's bloody methods were just like thugs in society, extremely violent and powerful.
Tian Dabao could only howl in unwillingness and resentment, and secretly made a vow in his heart that he would find an opportunity to kill the other party when he came back!
The squatting pit in the prison cell was in the corner. Due to the outdated equipment and poor water supply, there were still a few pitch-black piles of feces on it.
Ye Fan was so disgusted that he couldn't help but loosen his grip, allowing Tian Dabao to break free.
"You're numb..."
Tian Dabao had already glanced at him and rushed towards Ye Fan with his fists waving.
In Ye Fan's eyes, this punch was like a slow motion of 18 times.
It's not that he wants to bully people, but Tian Dabao can't help but beat him.
With just one step back, Tian Dabao's fist was empty. He also used up his strength, staggered and gave the wall a kiss of the century, at the cost of two front teeth.
Without waiting for Tian Dabao's reaction, Ye Fan sneered, "Idiot!", then grabbed Tian Dabao's hair, grabbed his forehead and rushed towards the wall.
There was a loud "bang" sound, Tian Dabao's skin and flesh were torn open, and blood flowed "tick-tick".
"ah!"
After howling, Tian Dabao yelled angrily: "I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you! Damn it, I don't believe you don't sleep, you don't go to the toilet, as long as you show flaws, I will kill you."
You’re peeling and cramping!”
"This is my honor!" Ye Fan was very calm, grabbing Tian Dabao's collar and dragging him to the squatting pit.
Tian Dabao struggled with his backhand and punched Ye Fan countless times in the ribs.
It's a pity that Ye Fan didn't move at all, just like the Fudo Ming King in the novel. Tian Dabao's strength was only enough to scratch his itch.
"It seems you haven't learned enough lessons!"
Ye Fan forcibly dragged Tian Dabao to the squatting pit and punched him in the stomach, causing him to vomit out all his overnight meal.
Tian Dabao's eyes were blurred with tears after being beaten, and tears flowed down the corners of his mouth. Before he could react, a stench suddenly poured into his nose.
When he opened his eyes, Tian Dabao's hair stood on end, and he saw the dark poop in the pit right in front of him, only one centimeter away from the tip of his nose.
“Tsk, tsk, I don’t know which expert has endocrine disorders and can actually have such a strong stool.
Brother Prison Bully, come on, come on, you're welcome, how about you try the taste of this tub?" Ye Fan endured the nausea and lowered Tian Dabao's head a little further.
"Ah... no, don't be like this, I was wrong, I was really wrong! Boss... boss, please let me go, I will never dare to do it again!"
Tian Dabao had never experienced such a thrilling thing. At this time, he was extremely frightened and felt that the end of the world was just around the corner.
Ye Fan spat out, "I'll give you two choices, either lick the saliva clean or eat that shit!"
"Brother, I was wrong, I was really wrong!" Tian Dabao felt extremely humiliated, but the big hand on the back of his neck was as strong as a vise, pressing him down so that he could not move.
"In that case, let me choose!" Ye Fan smiled ferociously and pushed Tian Dabao's head down hard.
"Bah!"
"ah!!!!!"
A deafening scream came from the squatting pit, which was shrill and yet gentle, with hatred in the wail, just like "two orioles singing in the green willows, and a row of egrets ascending to the blue sky."
Tian Dabao had a face full of shit and urine. He held the wall and vomited violently. Then he rushed to the sink and flushed furiously. The water he consumed could almost save the life of a tribe in Africa.
"From today on, I have the final say in this prison. Do you have any objections?" Ye Fan took a step back and asked with a faint smile.
"I...I'm going to kill you!" Tian Dabao rushed towards Ye Fan with red eyes.
"Stubborn!" Ye Fan no longer showed mercy, leaned over and picked up the sharpened toothbrush, and slapped Tian Dabao's thigh three times.
Each blow pierced Tian Dabao's lower thigh muscles, three times in total, and six bloody holes!
"ah!!!!"
Tian Dabao covered his thighs and howled wildly. The excrement on his face became wet with tears and became even more disgusting.
The high-decibel wailing made Ye Fan upset, so he went up and kicked him hard on the head.
The back of Tian Dabao's head met the floor cordially, and he fell silent instantly.
The other sober reform-through-labor prisoners were so frightened by the bloody scene that their legs were too weak to support their thin bodies. Cold sweat seemed to be evaporating, and bursts of water vapor kept rising from the top of their heads.
People who don't know why think that these people are gifted and have practiced some unparalleled martial arts.