Wen Fei did not dodge, but used the same moves that Yi Tianxiong had used to defeat him last time, and copied them. He kicked them in a series, these kicks were fast and hard. The first kick deflected the white-headed guy's attack, and the second kick was aimed at him.
He kicked the white-headed guy on the waist, and then kicked the third kick to the white-headed guy's heart. The first two kicks of the white-headed guy were all resolved, but he didn't expect that the killing move would be the third kick. They were all done in one go, one kick was as fast as the other.
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The white-headed guy couldn't escape, and his heart was hurt. He fell to the ground, but jumped up quickly as soon as he touched the ground. He rubbed his heart with his hand, coughed, and suppressed the surge of blood and energy in his body. Wen Fei couldn't take it anymore.
The man continued to attack with another series of flying kicks. The white-headed man retreated again and again.
Wen Fei yelled, jumped up and kicked the side. The white-headed guy was so angry that he ducked down to avoid it. Wenfei secretly praised him, but he didn't expect that the white-headed guy's body was so flexible. He actually flipped in the air with his body.
With great force, he kicked out another foot. Just as the white-headed man dodged and stood up, another kick came unexpectedly, and he couldn't dodge anymore. He was kicked on the temple, and his brain was like a flood.
It was like mud, and it was turbid. His body hit the bed next to him. There was another big hole in the bed.
There were six or seven people lying on the ground, all moaning softly. Many of the beds had collapsed, and there were bloodstains everywhere on the floor and walls. There were five people hiding in the corner, looking at them with wide eyes and fear.
Wen Fei. The whole prison was in a state of disarray, and mourners were everywhere.
There was blood on the corner of Wen Fei's mouth, and he wiped it with his hand. He looked around and saw that no one who had fallen on the ground could get up.
A voice came from the prison next to him: "Baotou! What's going on? Did you beat someone to death?"
"No one was beaten to death. The white-headed guy has passed out now. He will probably lie in bed for a few months." Wen Fei said lightly.
When several prison cells nearby heard this, there was a commotion. Some people seemed not to believe it, knocking on the wall or iron railings and shouting: "Brother Dao! White-headed guy! Is it true?" Others laughed and said, "The first few
Someone also rebelled against the No. 3 warehouse, and five people were hospitalized. Today, the No. 8 warehouse was rebelled again. Is it possible that the police were doing something during this period, and they arrested so many ruthless people..."
Wen Fei pointed his hand at his chest and said loudly: "You heard me clearly! The person in jail No. 6 today is me - Wen Fei from Yangwan! I will be the commander-in-chief of this prison from now on."
These words were heard in every prison cell, and an uproar broke out. Wen Fei found a complete bunk and sat down. Seeing that his quilt was trampled on the ground and was messy, he stood in the corner with a finger.
Several people in the group said, "You guys, please clean up this place. Carry all those people lying on the ground to the edge of the pit."
This is a place where the winner is king. Whoever is the strongest is the king. Wen Fei is now the commander-in-chief of this prison. His words here are like issuing an imperial edict. Everyone is relieved and happily agrees, with quick hands and feet.
, two people worked together to lift the person on the ground and placed it next to the hair pit at the back. The movements were very skillful, they must have done these things often.
The lean man was among them. Wen Fei pointed and said, "Come here!" He looked majestic. The lean man's face changed color with fear, his feet were shaking, and he stood there unable to move.
"Come here! I'm not beating you!" Wen Fei glared. Hearing this, the frightened look on the face of the thin black man changed slightly. He walked over tremblingly and looked at Wen Fei with blank eyes.
fly.
"Pick up the quilt on the floor, pat the dust off with me, and put it on the bed." Wen Fei ordered with his mouth full.
"Yes! Brother Fei!" The lean man stood up straight, saluted, and sniffed.
After everyone finished cleaning up, they stood aside and looked at Wen Fei. "Brother Wen! Do you want me to give you a massage? My massage techniques are very good." The lean man smiled coquettishly at Wen Fei.
Wen Fei glanced at the lean man with disgust, and said coldly: "No!" Then he thought for a moment, "Go and call the police over quickly. The injured person needs to be hospitalized, otherwise he will be permanently disabled in the future.
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"Oh! I asked the correctional officer to come in. He will probably be shocked when he comes in and sees this scene." The lean man was a little gloating.
"Go and call! What are you talking about? Do you also want to stay in the hospital for a few months?"
The lean man waved his hands repeatedly and said with a dry smile: "I don't want to go, it's good here. I'll call the prison guard right away!" After saying that, he walked to the iron railing, slapped the iron door, and made a loud sound like a broken gong.
, shouted: "Report! Police officer, come quickly! The white-headed guys are in trouble! They are going to kill people!" The voice echoed in the prison for a long time.
About a cigarette later, a burst of rapid footsteps came over, and then the sound of the iron door being opened outside was heard. Then a large group of police officers holding rubber rods ran to Cell No. 6. The leader was Officer Hu.
, he opened the iron door of the prison, and the scene in front of him shocked him. His eyes were wide open, and his mouth opened wide and did not close for a long time.
His eyes finally rested on Wen Fei. There were blood stains on Wen Fei's prison clothes, and he was lying on the bed calmly and resting calmly! "Get up!" Officer Hu pointed at Wen Fei with one finger and shouted with the other.
He was holding the rubber rod tightly in his hands. He looked furious, and even his facial features were a little out of place.
"Yes! Officer Hu!" Wen Fei stood up lazily. Officer Hu lifted up the lean man standing in the corner, raised the rubber stick with his other hand, and said angrily: "What the hell are you doing?
Tell me, what's going on?"
The lean man was being carried by Officer Hu. He couldn't breathe smoothly. His face turned red and he trembled as he said, "Brother Dao - Brother, was - was - was - by Brother Fei - against him!"
Officer Hu put the lean man down and walked around Wen Fei with his hands behind his back. He widened his eyes, looked at Wen Fei carefully, and said, "He is indeed the 'God of War'! The white-headed guy has so many men"
You are such a ruthless guy. You are so powerful!" Officer Hu almost shouted when he said the last sentence.
Wen Fei had no expression on his face and did not speak. Policeman Hu was so angry that he picked up the rubber baton in his hand and hit Wen Fei on the back hard.
Wen Fei didn't dare to hide, and the rubber bat hit his back with a dull "thud" sound. Wen Fei bent down in pain, gritted his teeth and stood up slowly.
Officer Hu hit the stick again. Wen Fei let out a "hum" and bent down again. He put his hands on the ground and tried hard not to fall down. There was blood flowing from his mouth and nose, "ta, ta".
dripping on the ground.
When Officer Hu saw that Wen Fei was still holding on, he raised the rubber stick in his hand high and aimed at Wen Fei's head to hit him. An older police officer next to him grabbed Officer Hu's hand and said,
Said: "Xiao Hu, don't mess around. This is the person the anti-gangster group of the city bureau has designated for! If something happens to him, we can't explain it!"
Upon hearing this, Officer Hu put down the rubber stick angrily. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to the old policeman: "If he is dead, let's just say he was beaten to death by the inmates in the same warehouse."
"It doesn't matter if he dies, the key is that if something happens to someone in our area, we have to have someone responsible. Besides, there are so many prisoners watching, you can guarantee that no one will say anything about it. If you expose this matter, it's not just as simple as expulsion.
If you’re not good enough, you’ll be held criminally responsible. Think about it yourself.”
"Then what should we do now? The white-headed guy is useless, and he even boasts that he knows kung fu! It turns out he is just a showman." Officer Hu glanced at the unconscious white-headed guy lying on the ground, and continued: "He has injured so many people now.
, this prison is half empty, can we just let it go?"
"We should still follow the old rules! Those who should be hospitalized should be hospitalized, and those who should be detained should be detained." The old police officer's words were agreed by several policemen nearby.
"Get up! I will let you go today. If you dare to cause trouble next time, I will make you sit in a wheelchair for the rest of your life." Officer Hu said through gritted teeth to Wen Fei.
Wen Fei wiped the blood from his nose and mouth with his hand and said nothing. He climbed up with difficulty. Policeman Hu sneered and strode out.
The old police officer took out a tissue from his pocket and gave it to Wen Fei and said, "Do you want to go to the hospital for a checkup?"
Wen Fei took the tissue, carefully wiped the blood on his face, shook his head and said, "No need! I can still hold on."
"You guys help the injured people up and take them all to the hospital." The old police officer pointed at the crowd and said loudly. The people in the prison hurriedly lifted the people lying on the ground in pairs, in a very orderly manner.
's filed out.
"The number of beds in the hospital has been very tight recently. A few days ago, there was an emergency in Warehouse No. 3, and there were a few injured people who temporarily borrowed the beds of the doctors on duty in the hospital." A police officer said beside him.
"That is a matter considered by the hospital and has nothing to do with us. We just have to do our part." The old police officer supervised with his hands behind his back. The policeman nodded, and he and several other policemen escorted the injured
Out.
After everyone went out, the old policeman said to Wen Fei: "Pick up your quilt and follow me!"
Wen Fei rolled up the quilt from the bed and followed the policeman out. When passing other prisons, many people stood in front of the iron railings to get a glimpse of the "God of War". Being able to counterattack and succeed
All the people are worshiped by these prisoners.
The old policeman took Wen Fei to a narrow corridor. It was very quiet and humid, and the air was mixed with an unpleasant musty smell. The gloomy passage was lit by dim incandescent lights.
In the dark wind blowing from nowhere, it swayed gently and made "squeaking" sounds from time to time.
Under the light, the shadows of the two people were long and swaying with the light, as if ghosts were dancing.
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