Hearing the noise, the prisoners woke up one after another. Their cunning eyes first looked at the two middle-aged prison guards standing at the gate, and then glanced at Han Xiaohan who walked to the bedside. wwW、QUAbEn-XIAoShUo、coMThrough the dim light outside the window, Han Xiaohan's handsome appearance was just reflected even more charmingly. Dozens of eyes and dozens of gazes almost became dull at the same time, and the sound of inhalation was heard from time to time. Oh my God! A strong man nearly two meters tall fell down from the **, looked at the two prison guards in disbelief, opened his mouth wide, and smiled foolishly: Li Tou, Zhang Tou, have you two believed in Buddhism recently? Otherwise, how could you put such a beautiful girl in our room.
Shut up! The honest middle-aged prison guard calmed down and said bluntly: "Cheng, you should be more careful when you speak. Look carefully, he is a young man."
Young...young man? The sturdy man turned around quickly, staring at Han Xiaohan for a long time with his big round eyes, then shook his head slowly and muttered: I didn't see it.
Just as the honest prison guard was about to speak, the harsh middle-aged man narrowed his eagle eyes, pulled his sleeve and said: "Brother Li, it's time for us to go."
But…
Let's go! The mean middle-aged prison guard pulled him out of the room without saying anything.
After going downstairs, the honest prison guard pushed him away and said with a frown: Lao Zhang, why did you pull me out here
The mean middle-aged prison guard smiled and asked: "Then what are you doing in the room? This new young man has good character and a pleasing appearance. I don't know why the warden dislikes him and puts him in block B. I want to warn those people in the room not to bully him."
Warn them? The mean middle-aged man laughed and said: I don't think it's necessary. In the end, it's still unclear who will bully whom.
Oh? The honest middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and asked: What do you mean? Those who can be sent to Longcheng are not simple people. Didn't you hear the escort officer say that in Nanjing, this young man killed more than a hundred people. His skills can be imagined, but did you find any signs of learning martial arts in him
Oh... That's not the case. That's right! The mean middle-aged man smiled as if he should know something. The honest middle-aged man didn't react at first, but soon he gasped and said in surprise: You said he has achieved the state of counterattack? I'm not sure whether he has achieved it or not, but one thing is that when the girl was molested in the alley just now, the gleam in his eyes that was inadvertently flashed was not something that an ordinary person could produce. Besides, it was so dark in the alley, but he could see clearly. Don't you think it's strange
Impossible, absolutely impossible. How old is he? Even if he started practicing martial arts in the womb, it has only been twenty years. How could he possibly fight back and return to the true self? ! The honest middle-aged man shook his head like a rattle. Dragon City is actually a strange place. What is impossible here
Huh! The honest middle-aged man let out a long breath, shook his head and sighed: If that is the case, I hope his arrival will not make the already chaotic Dragon City even more chaotic!
After the two middle-aged prison guards left, the prisoners in the room no longer cared about anything else and got up from their beds one after another, with all eyes focused on one point.
Han Xiaohan had his back to the crowd, as if he had no idea that everyone in the room was staring at him. He silently shook the sheets on the upper bunk, and an unpleasant, enzymey smell wafted out of it, making him frown. He waved his hand and threw the sheets and the mattress underneath to the ground, leaving only the bed board. He then climbed onto the bed, sat cross-legged, and turned to look out the window.