The women at home were still making noise, Zhang Feng was not idle, and went into the detention center. He planned to be quiet for a few days, feel the true energy of the master class, carefully study the body protection Qi, etc., to further stabilize his realm. .
However, the tree wanted to be quiet and the wind continued. The first time Zhang Feng entered the class room, Zhang Feng realized that someone seemed to be aiming at him.
"Your bed is there!"
As soon as the iron gate was closed, a bald suspect pointed to the bed next to the toilet squat and smiled at Zhang Fengyin.
There are a total of nine people in the class room. The beds are in a row of chase bunks. The most prominent place near the door is the toilet squat. The bed the suspect pointed to is separated from the toilet by a low wall. Sleeping in that place must feel bad.
With the voice, the other suspects snickered, ready to watch the excitement.
Zhang Feng stood still, fingered the bald suspect, and said calmly: "What if I have to sleep in the bed behind you?"
The bed is near the window. Although there are iron railings to close the window, it is well ventilated and has better light.
"Boy, do you know who I am?" The bald suspect stood up with a fierce expression on his face.
The others stopped laughing immediately and looked at them nervously.
Zhang Feng tilted his head and saw that the bald head was an "old man" in the detention center, who knew how to stand up for himself and how to benefit himself.
"It doesn't matter who you are, what's important is that I want the bed behind you!" Zhang Feng smiled leisurely, not at all like confronting someone, but rather relaxed.
"It seems that you really don't know who I am." The bald suspect grinned a few times, waved his hand, pointed at Zhang Feng, and shouted: "Tell him who I am!"
"Bald Strong!"
The other eight suspects roared together.
The momentum was not small, but when Zhang Feng heard this, he almost spit out, "Bald head is strong?"
"Yes, grandpa, I am a strong bald head, my name is Zhao Qiang. This is the fourth time I have come in. I stabbed someone with a knife. If that guy doesn't die, maybe I won't be able to get out in three to five years!" Zhao Qiang raised his head. Point your head at yourself with your thumb, as arrogant as you are.
As for wounding people with weapons, he doesn't seem to care.
Zhang Feng raised his eyebrows and asked seriously: "Do you know Xiong Da and Xiong Er?"
"..."
There was a moment of silence, eight men squatting in front of the bunks
People all have weird expressions, but no one dared to make a sound, and even lowered their breath, for fear of making a sound to attract attention.
"You said... who?" Zhao Qiang asked, scratching his head.
The corner of Zhang Feng's mouth twitched a few times, and said: "Xiong Da, Xiong Er!"
"what?"
It stands to reason that Zhao Qiang should be mad at this time, and he will do it directly. The real man does what he says. However, this guy scratched his head.
"I don't know them. Which way, by the name, it should be a very powerful character. I haven't heard of it. Isn't it from Tang City?"
The bald head was about to be scratched, stupid, not as brutal as he was just now.
"You..." Zhang Feng pointed at him, trembling hands, explaining the fluctuations in his heart.
Then, he squatted on the ground with a smile while holding his stomach.
The eight men squatting on the side of the bed couldn't stand it anymore. They didn't dare to laugh blatantly, and "chichi" a few times, it was like seeing a joke while squatting, and the shit was clipped.
"What are you laughing at?"
Zhao Qiang saw that he was being ridiculed, and with a loud roar, the eight men were immediately frightened and their faces turned pale in an instant.
From this we can see that Zhao Qiang is definitely a ruthless person.
"Hahaha..." Zhang Feng was still smiling.
"What about you, what are you laughing at?"
Zhao Qiangqiang was angry, pointed at Zhang Feng and rushed over, grabbed the yellow vest, put a deformed ugly face in front of Zhang Feng, and the two looked at each other.
Zhang Feng stopped smiling, and asked faintly: "Have you seen "Bear Infested"?"
Zhao Qiang shook his head, "Movies?"
"Shit..." Zhang Feng almost choked on his own saliva again, and said with restraint: "The cartoon, there is a protagonist who is both good and bad. He looks very ugly and his name is... Bald!"
"..."
At this moment, Zhao Qiang's face was as ugly as it was, his hideous face was cramping, he tightened Zhang Feng's shirt tightly, and asked, "Where is Xiong Da, Xiong Er?"
Zhang Feng grinned and gave out white teeth: "Two bears!"
"I'm fucking mother!" Zhao Qiang was furious, and smashed Zhang Feng's face with his fist.
With a heavy punch, this guy is definitely a trainer, not a real warrior, but it is much stronger than ordinary people. Maybe five or six people are not his opponents. No wonder he can hurt people and go to jail many times. .
Of course
However, his opponent is Zhang Feng.
With a muffled sound, the fist did not fall on Zhang Feng's face, but was held in the air by a seemingly thin arm.
"Huh?" Zhao Qiang thought that someone was helping Zhang Feng, blocking his arm, turned his head and saw that his eyes almost fell out, "You..."
"Don't you, you, me, I want the bed in the window, will you give it or not?" Zhang Feng said lightly, without a trace of anger.
Zhao Qiang is also a ruthless person. Why would he give up so easily? In that case, where would he put his name as the boss of the class
"Fuck you!"
With a shout of anger, Zhao Qiang made an uppercut with the hand holding Zhang Feng's shirt.
The fighting level of this goods is very good, know how to adapt to changes.
However, this punch was completely empty.
The next moment, with a muffled bang, Zhao Qiang's fist hit his nose, and blood spurted out on the spot.
The reason is simple. Zhang Feng slammed back on his elbow at the same time, and let his fist hit himself.
After a few times, Zhao Qiang backed back and sat on the ground, with a blood-stained face, sitting there and looking at Zhang Feng with incredible eyes.
"Brother Dei, if you don't give up your position, you won't beat yourself." Zhang Feng shook his head and sighed.
The other eight people squatting on the ground were all dumbfounded, and no one understood what was going on. Did Zhao Qiang really give himself a punch
Just because... he didn't dare not let the bed, and he couldn't show it clearly, just...
The eight people looked at Zhao Qiang with weird eyes.
Zhao Qiang's face turned green when he was seen. He wiped the blood off his face, jumped up, shouting and rushing towards Zhang Feng.
"I will kill you!"
The shouting was scary and hysterical.
Zhang Feng didn't feel any tension at all. With his left hand behind him, his right hand was raised, and compared to a slap in the face, he slapped lightly.
It seemed slow, but the speed was extremely fast. Zhao Qiang rushed over, before his fist was lifted out, an afterimage flashed in his sight, and he flew out and fell to the place where he attacked.
"Eh, why did you fly back by yourself?" Zhang Feng asked in surprise.
Zhao Qiang couldn't answer at all, he was already dizzy.
The other eight people turned their heads together and looked at Zhang Feng with the eyes of aliens.
This is an encounter with a master!
(End of this chapter)