After hearing what the boss said, Yang Fucheng and Xiao Yang hurriedly ran back, nodded and bowed: "Boss, calm down, let's teach them what to do."
Seeing that they stopped beating him, the man on the ground slowly stood up, patted himself and sat back at the card table, without saying a word the whole time.
"Are they crazy?" Looking at the four people who were as quiet as mutes, the bald young man and his two younger brothers looked at each other with puzzled expressions on their faces.
"Boss..." Finally one of them spoke.
Brother Qing was overjoyed and was about to agree when he heard the man continue: "It's half past one, nap time is over. Also, Xiaosi was beaten by a new person just now."
"Oh" came a lazy voice from the bed at the end of the room, "won't you call me back?"
"He's a skinhead, we can't afford to mess with him." The man who was called Xiaosi touched the lump on his face, "Boss, I was beaten so badly." "Boss?" Brother Qing stared at the bed, "There's someone here.
Call me big brother in front of me?"
"Who? Get out." The triangular-eyed Xiao Yanghu shouted with his hands on his hips.
"The newcomer this time is so arrogant..." The lazy voice sounded again, and a tall and thin figure in a white T-shirt and jeans appeared in front of everyone.
The boy is about 20 years old, with long and messy hair, a light golden color, a pale and thin face, and the two dark circles under his eyes that are particularly eye-catching.
"Let me see who it is?" The young man rubbed his sleepy eyes and glanced at Brother Qing, "I don't know. Are skinheads a recent rise?"
"Boss really doesn't know anything." Xiaosi pointed to the bruises on his back, "Boss, help me take revenge."
Brother Qing looked at the seemingly frail young man in front of him and smiled contemptuously: "Boy, I don't care how you became their boss, but I'm here today, and I am the boss here before I go out."
"Yes, you kid, come and kowtow to the boss three times, otherwise we won't be able to spare you." Yang Fucheng and Xiao Yang gesticulated and shouted.
Looking at Xiao Si, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, the young man's expression did not change: "Why don't you fight back?"
"I'm afraid I'll wake you up from your sleep..." The man opposite Xiao Si put down the cards in his hand.
Seeing that this young man looked down upon himself so much, Brother Qing was so angry that his temples were beating loudly: "What's your name? I'll have your whole family hacked to death tomorrow."
The young man's eyes were still calm: "My name is Luo Yu, and I will ask people to dig your ancestral graves now."
"You are looking for death!" The two younger brothers rushed towards Luo Yu with fists raised before Brother Qing could say anything.
"Fighting." Luo Yu slowly stretched out his hand from his trouser pocket, "I like it best."
Yang Fucheng punched Luo Yu in the face. Based on his many years of experience in group battles, the boy in front of him was weak at the feet and pale in face. He would definitely not be able to survive a single move by him.
A loud "bang" sounded in the corridor. The prisoners who were taking a lunch break were startled. They stood up and asked next door what happened. When they heard that the sound came from room 430, how many people had come there today?
Everyone felt relieved when he became a new person.
"He shouldn't be dead, I think that bald guy is quite strong." Someone asked.
"Ah!" A shrill scream echoed in the corridor, much louder than before.
"It's hard to say." Another prisoner shook his head, "It sounds like the situation is not very good."
Yang Fucheng's body dented the dark green iron door, and then slowly fell to the ground. His fallen teeth spit out from the corner of his mouth. Half of his face was blasted open with a big hole, and blood flowed all over his face.
The person has fainted from the pain.
Xiao Yang, who had triangular eyes, was half-kneeling on the ground. The cold sweat on his head was flowing down like an open faucet. He could only moan softly, and his fist turned into a strange cock in Luo Yu's hand.
It is in the shape of a claw, and the "click" sound of the bones breaking can make people feel chilly.