The sound of kicking flesh, flying teeth and blood are all good footnotes to the fear in their hearts.

The guards watching from a distance also stopped talking and laughing, looking at the fight taking place in front of them in disbelief.

It’s not like the Fifth Prison hasn’t had its share of hard tricks before. Even professional Muay Thai fighters have been imprisoned, and there have been many outnumbered fights. However, it has never been on such a scale and with such results as today.

It was completely one-sided. But the one who fell was the one with more people.

The second lieutenant standing on the watchtower had an expression on his face. He looked at him and suddenly thought of something. He blurted out: "No, stop him quickly..."

"Why? This is against the rules..." The guard next to him had not yet reacted.

The second lieutenant cursed: "Idiot! It's okay to kill one or two people. If more people die, we won't get any good results."

The guard was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.

Yes, we didn’t stop group fights before because if a group of people beat one person, they would die. But now, if one person beats a group of people, if dozens or even hundreds of them are killed, the consequences will be serious. And from now on

Looking at the current situation, this is not impossible.

The guard who reacted reached for the loudspeaker next to him.

"That's useless, these thugs have to be frightened." The second lieutenant took the guard's rifle, pulled the bolt, and aimed at Zuo Han. A haze flashed in his eyes...
Chapter completed!