In the same way, he attracted the attention of all the hundreds of prisoners around him. Is there something good to watch this time? Is there anyone else who died on the spot with blood splattered on him
Zhang Feng sat down on the stone bench, and with one glance, they all looked away.
No one came to provoke him. Now he has become the prison bully of this prison. They all know that from the day he arrived here, there have been fights every day, and someone must have died. Just yesterday, five people died in a row. , and these five people are all serious criminals, and they will be like demons to them.
But to this oriental man, they are nothing. If you want to kill them, just kill them. They don't know how to cause trouble. They are smart, smart.
This person has strength, means, and is very cunning.
This is the real devil.
"Who, please relax your shoulders!" Zhang Feng shouted. Most people here can understand English.
Everyone is gathered together, he is too arrogant, just shouting like this, isn't he afraid of being beaten by a group of people
Gang fight
This is impossible, no one wants to touch this devil, this god of death.
No one came up to massage his shoulders, Zhang Feng said again: "No one is coming, right? Then I'll order it!"
Still no one came up, they were all afraid that they would be touched.
Zhang Feng glanced at them. At this moment, someone stood up and wanted to leave. Zhang Feng said: "Who left? I seem to remember his face. Alas, I have no other abilities. I just like to remember others. If someone dangles in front of me, I can remember their appearance. When I go to bed at night, I can’t sleep without thinking about these people.”
At this point, Zhang Feng looked at the people who had left. They didn't dare to leave. Judging from Zhang Feng's behavior and style of doing things in the past few days, he could really do it.
He had killed so many people, and yet he was still sitting there unharmed, and his punishment was nothing more than confinement.
This person is too scary, so it’s better not to mess with him.
So they sat back to their original positions.
Zhang Feng looked at them, pointed at someone, and shouted: "You, yes, it's you, bald. Don't look at me, it's you!"
Sitting over there was a chubby bald man, who looked very pleasant, with a round face and a round head.
Zhang Feng could tell. Although this man was chubby, he had practiced. Zhang Feng had noticed him a long time ago. His chubby hands could easily lift a barbell of nearly 100 kilograms.
The fat man didn't move, everyone looked at him.
From the fact that those few people wanted to leave just now, Zhang Feng could tell that his majesty here was not strong enough, and they were not afraid of him.
And with this bald head, he doesn’t even look down on himself.
In this way, we need to be stronger and let them know how powerful we are. It's time to establish our prestige, otherwise this place will be in vain.
What does it feel like to be a local emperor
"Bald head, didn't you hear what I said?" Zhang Feng said coldly.
The person sitting next to the bald man pushed him, but he still didn't move and didn't even look at Zhang Feng.
It seems that he can understand English.
Zhang Feng didn't go up to deal with him immediately. He pointed at the other person and said, "If Baldhead can't come over, you will go to the infirmary. Whether you can come out of the infirmary alive depends on you!"
This was a very arrogant threat. Everyone knew that after those people were beaten by Zhang Feng, no one could come out of the infirmary standing.
Oh, no, there is one person, that is Zhang Feng's follower Sakori, he is an exception.
Now Zhang Feng was pointing at the strong man sitting on the other side.
"You, yes, are wearing a black undershirt!" Zhang Feng said again.
That person was not a boring person, and he spoke immediately: Why
"That's a good question!" Zhang Feng said, "I just don't like you!"
"You" was choked. When had he ever felt so cowardly? He really wanted to rush up and tear this Oriental to pieces, but
Who can come here without blood
Zhang Feng is now trampling on their blood.
"I'll give you three seconds to think about it!" Zhang Feng said.
His target seemed to have shifted from the bald man to the man in the sweatshirt.
At this moment, the man in the sweatshirt has never encountered such a person, so what does it have to do with him whether he goes bald or not
Do you want to order him to go yourself
But if he didn't speak, the Oriental would target him. He had a feeling that if he was targeted, there would be no good consequences.
In this prison, force is advocated. The law of the jungle is obvious and clear. Strength speaks for itself.
Now no one denies that this Oriental is very powerful.
The man in the sweatshirt thought for a while and decided to talk to the bald man and ask him to serve the oriental man.
Although he knew that the bald man was not easy to mess with, the man in the sweatshirt had no choice.
So he stood up and walked over. The show was coming. Everyone shouted: Uh-huh, yo-yo-yo.
Zhang Feng smiled.
When he was still on the streets as a child, Zhang Feng liked the feeling of being the boss because the people below him provided resources. However, his so-called bosses were obtained through force, so older gangsters soon came. Hit him.
Xiao Zhang Feng will not fight them to the death. If he can't defeat them, he will not go up to take revenge. If this is the case, there will be no end. Zhang Feng will fall into this darkness. His ambition Not here, but in the future, starting from schools, not from the streets.
Now that he is here, Zhang Feng seems to have found the feeling he had back then, and his playfulness is getting stronger.
The man in the sweatshirt walked over and said a few words to the bald man, and the two started fighting.
The more he beat, the more powerful he became. Zhang Feng's vision was correct. The fat bald man was really powerful. He beat the man in the undershirt to the ground in just a few strokes, and the man in the undershirt walked away in despair.
How uninteresting it is to play it so quickly!
Zhang Feng said again: "Is there anyone else going up? Otherwise, I will ask for names again later!"
At this moment, everyone understood that he was asking people to fight, and they had to subdue this fat bald man.
Although there are many prisoners in the prison, everyone has nothing to do every day. They are all looking at others and asking about other people's affairs. Who committed something and came in, who is a good fighter, etc.
It's almost all clear.
So everyone knows that this fat bald man is not easy to mess with, but this oriental man is even more difficult to mess with.
If you offend a fat bald man, you will be beaten. If you offend an Oriental man, you will die.
After weighing the situation, everyone is still afraid of Zhang Feng, but if Zhang Feng doesn't name him, no one will go up.
"Okay, if that's the case, then I'll call your name!" Zhang Feng said and pointed to a person over there.
The man was looking around, and Zhang Feng shouted: "What are you looking at? It's you!"