"Does anyone else want to fix me?"
Zhang Feng walked to the fainted Zhao Qiang, stepped on his finger inadvertently, and asked the other eight men faintly.
Without waiting for these people to respond, Zhao Qiang woke up after a scream.
"Ah... Hand... My hand, don't step on it!"
The fake voice was yelled out, making people think he was a woman.
"Oh, sorry, I stepped on you!"
Zhang Feng looked surprised and quickly moved a step away, then stepped on Zhao Qiang's other hand.
"Aw..." With a terrible scream, it seemed that the entire detention center shook, like an earthquake.
Zhang Feng quickly raised his foot and looked down. Zhao Qiang's index and middle fingers were deformed and unbroken, but the joints were misaligned, like chicken paws.
When this foot was stepped on, Zhao Qiang's fingers were bent, one can imagine how painful he was.
Zhao Qiang lay on the ground like a prawn, holding his hands and screaming, that is as miserable as it is.
At this time, the guard ran over and opened the door to ask about the situation: "What's the matter, who is fighting?"
Zhang Feng squatted down and helped Zhao Qiang up for the first time. Of course, he used brute force. Zhao Qiang no longer had the ability to resist, and Zhang Feng was at the mercy of Zhang Feng.
"This brother fell down just now, his hand was stuck on the ground, his finger was injured, don't worry, I am a doctor, just give him a treatment!"
With that, grabbed Zhao Qiang’s fingers and bowed hard...
There were a few continuous and short crisp sounds of "Ka Ka Ka", Zhao Qiang's fingers immediately returned to the original shape, but he seemed to be poisoned by someone, and he became dumb. He opened his mouth and couldn't make a sound, and his eyes were straight. Looking forward.
In the next second, tears welled up in his eyes, really like a stream of tears, squatting on the ground and covering his hands, looking like anguish, but couldn't make a sound.
The other people in the cell were stunned for a while, and their faces were extremely ugly.
It's so ruthless, tell the bald head strong in front of the guards!
This is ruthless!
Secretly sighing, all the eight men lowered their heads. They didn't dare to look at Zhang Feng again, for fear of offending him, they also came to themselves like this. Didn't you see a person with a strong bald head and made them cry
"Zhao Qiang, you... how are your hands?"
Watching this scene, the guard felt pain in his hands and cramps in the corners of his mouth.
"Of course it's okay, I am a Chinese medicine doctor!
Zhang Feng patted his chest, "helping" Zhao Qiang to stand, grabbed his hand, and shook it vigorously, "Look, isn't it all right now? Isn't it, Zhao Qiang?" "
Zhao Qiang's face was full of tears, mixed with nosebleeds, making him look like a wounded on the battlefield, very miserable.
Of course the guard didn't believe it, and stared at Zhao Qiang and asked, "Your hands are really fine? Also, what's wrong with your nose?"
"He fell just now!"
Zhang Feng rushed to respond, without a trace, pressing on Zhao Qiang's back waist.
"It's okay!"
Zhao Qiang yelled out, tears continued to linger, his face was very frightened, but he put on an indifferent look, and shouted: "I fell and dislocated my fingers. Thanks... Thanks to this brother for helping me. It's cured!"
He wanted to cry after speaking, but there was a trembling sound in his throat.
Oh my god, get this ruthless guy away, I've been around for so many years, this is the first time I have seen such a ruthless guy!
"Look, you see, he is really fine!" Zhang Feng was surprised, as if he was satisfied with his medical skills.
The guard didn't see the problem, he hesitated, and asked if Zhao Qiang needed to go to the infirmary.
Zhao Qiang was anxious to escape from this place, but as soon as he opened his mouth, there was a tingling pain in his back, as if his waist was about to be dug out alive.
"No, I just wash my face!"
It hurts, so just shout out.
"Sell something, don't use it, go and wash your face!" The guard left after speaking.
As soon as the iron gate closed, Zhao Qiang thumped and knelt in front of Zhang Feng without hesitation. He banged his head a few times and whispered: "Big brother, the little one has eyes but doesn’t know Taishan. With more experience, I just want to bully the newcomer and make some good... You can spare me, I will never dare anymore!"
It can be seen that he is really scared by Zhang Feng.
He already understood that Zhang Feng was an existence that he couldn't afford. People would toss himself as they wanted, and he could continue to toss in front of the guards, but they still couldn't tell.
The same is true for the other eight men. They all knelt down without knowing who took the lead. They didn't dare to shout or raise their heads, shivering as if they were meeting the emperor.
What Zhang Feng wants is this effect. If you don't stop these bastards, there must be someone who is always bothering you. How can you practice the exercises, and the perception is always the realm
Finally found
Go to a quiet place, you can't be destroyed by others.
"I sleep in the bed next to the window. Don't disturb me if I'm fine, otherwise..."
Zhang Feng calmed down, walked to the wall, and hit the rim.
"Boom!" With a sound, the house seemed to shake.
When Zhang Feng stepped aside, Zhao Qiang, along with the other eight people, saw a scene that shocked them.
I saw that the cement wall was actually smashed into a pit that was sunken in about an inch, and the surrounding cement was cracked, covering a full area of about one square meter.
Is this still a human
Isn't it a cute humanoid beast
The nine men were so scared that they were sweating coldly, thinking that if this punch was on this self, a punch could smash a hole out of the body.
"Don't disturb, we promise not to disturb your rest!"
Zhao Qiang was so frightened that he directly urinated his pants. There was a yellow water stain on the concrete floor. He knelt in his urine and knocked his forehead in a short while.
"Okay, I want to sleep, call me when I eat, other times, don't disturb me!"
Zhang Feng threw a word, turned around and kicked off his shoes, got on the bed and lay down, and soon there was a snoring sound.
Nine men, including Zhao Qiang, were still kneeling there, and they didn't dare to get up when they heard the snoring. After a full fifteen minutes, they crept up to their feet, got close to the door, and formed a circle.
"Brother Qiang, what shall we do?" a suspect asked in a low voice.
Zhao Qiang no longer had his previous fierce touches, as cautiously as a little thief who had entered the house and found the owner was at home, trying to withdraw himself into the corner like a mouse.
"How to do?"
He wanted to act like a big brother in society, only to say a word, and immediately curled up his neck, the image is rather wretched.
He pointed to Zhang Feng and whispered in a low voice: "From now on, in cell 3-9, that person will be the boss. Who dares to be disobedient is to force my bald head against me!"
Knowing that being strong with a bald head is not a good thing, he still called out his nickname and was still smug.
"Yes, yes..." The others nodded repeatedly.
I didn't dare to offend Zhao Qiang, but now there is a more ruthless one. Although I don't know the name, everyone has seen other people's methods. To offend him, first look at Zhao Qiang's nose and hands.
Who wants to experience the feeling of a dislocated finger and being forcibly connected, just go and make trouble!
(End of this chapter)