Chapter 446

Practitioners in prison (1 update on the 28th)

"Come on your hands and hold your head in the corner, let your grandpa beat you up..." The thin man stared at Mu Fei in a lewd manner, without saying the arrogance in his eyes, "This is the rule!!"

Mu Fei remembered a saying he had heard before. (_&&) said that when he was in prison, the newcomers who came in later would be bullied by the old man.

It is normal to be beaten and angry on weekdays. My family asks someone to find connections. The newcomers can't afford to eat cigarettes and food they send in, so they have to "respect" these elderly people.

And these "old" criminals are fine in prison on weekdays, and they have time to torture people. There are so many kinds of ideas.

If the newcomer is not favored by the prison head, he will be sad, "You can't survive, you can't die." These eight words are not a joke.

As for the newcomer who comes in, he will be beaten and give him a warning, it is just the beginning of all this.

"Rules? Haha..." When Mu Fei heard these two words, he smiled, "Then I ask you, who made this rule?"

"Huh?" Mu Fei's question made the thin man stunned. "Who made it... I, how could I know who made it?"

"Hehe, you don't know, then I'll tell you..." Mu Fei lowered his head slightly, but raised his fist, "Although this is the first time I have entered such a place, I know that whoever has the big fist in this place will have the final say. This rule is naturally the big fist is hard..."

As he said that, he raised his head, stared at the thin man, and chuckled, "So, I want me to follow the rules, it's easy to speak with my fists."

"Oh..." Hearing this, the thin man smiled, "Boy, I'm a little bit of backbone. You are the first one to dare to talk to us like this."

"Okay, since you want to play, then grandpa will accompany you too. I want to see how many pounds your grandson has... how many ounces..."

The thin man just said calmly at first, but when he said "several ounces", his tone sank, his waist turned violently, his right leg was like a whip, and with the whistling sound of breaking through the air, he rushed straight to Mu Fei's head.

Mu Fei was also shocked when he saw his sharp legs.

Unexpectedly, this thin guy who is like a monkey is actually a trainee!!

His leg was already very strong and powerful. Even if he had practiced something like an ordinary policeman, a soldier, or something, he might not be able to avoid it.

But after all, it is just for "ordinary people". Is Mu Fei an ordinary person? Of course not.

Faced with this prominent attack, Mu Feidong did not move, but only showed a surprised expression on his face.

When the thin man saw Mu Fei's reaction, a dangerous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth as he succeeded. He thought his leg was bound to be successful.

"Boy, I'm proud of my grandfather. I won't kick you, you'll wet your pants..."

He was thinking, but Mu Fei's mouth was slightly raised.

"Bang!!!"

With a crisp sound, the leg kicked Mu Fei.

But the thin man was stunned. The Mu Fei he imagined was wailing. The scene of being kicked away was not alive. He was still standing there, but his left arm was lifted up at some point, and his leg was kicking his arm. Moreover, his leg was slightly woody.

Then, he fell into cold sweat.

Because the strong pain in his legs came, he couldn't help but jump up with his legs in his arms, "Ah!!!!!! It hurts!! Legs, my legs..."

He looked at Mu Fei in surprise, his face full of incredible.

He knew his level, the eighth-stage Taekwondo Black Belt and the runner-up of the Binnan Amateur Fighting Competition. Over the past three years, he had more than 100 underground black boxing games, and he could count dozens of times he lost. Not to mention ordinary people, even those who have been practicing generally are not his opponents.

As for his side leg, he could even break three tiles. It was through this move that he was able to rampage the boxing world on Binnan.

But even so fierce and so fast, it was still a sudden attack. Even the Lianjiazi couldn't escape the leg, but he did not hit a big boy who looked gentle and childish. How could he not be surprised?

What surprised him even more was Mu Fei's arm.

Even the tiles and bricks could be broken, but when he kicked his arm, he not only had nothing to do, but he even made his legs break. Even the Shaolin Temple monk who had met before was not so hard.

Mud Horse, are you still human? Are you a chakra man who doesn't wear a combat uniform or an X-Men?

After jumping around for a while, the pain on the thin man's legs faded away, but he still shook a little. He still looked at Mu Fei in surprise, and was a little overwhelmed.

"Don't you want to try how much I weigh?" Mu Fei chuckled and looked at the thin man with a provocative look on his face. "Why aren't you coming? Isn't it because he's not an opponent and wants to be a turtle with a head-reducing look?"

The thin man was a little confused about the situation, but when he heard the words "Turning Tortoise", he immediately raised his eyebrows and became angry.

"Who are you scolding?" the thin man glared and roared.

"I will scold anyone who retreats..." Mu Fei chuckled.

"Milk Horse, I'll kick you to death..." The thin man said, regardless of the pain in his legs, he wanted to attack Mu Fei again.

But at this moment, a big hand was behind him holding his shoulder.

"Scorpion, go back, you're no match for him..." The scar man who had been lying on the bed stood behind him, "I'll meet him..."

"Brother Zhu..."

What else Scorpion wanted to say was interrupted by the scar man patting his shoulder, "Listen to me, you are not on the same level as him..."

After hearing this, Scorpion's eyes widened slightly. After recovering, he stopped talking. He returned to his bed and rubbed his legs while watching.

"You have two tricks..." The scar man stood in front of Mu Fei and looked at him.

The scar man is very tall, with strong arms and thick waist and raised muscles on his chest, which shows his extraordinary strength.

Logically speaking, Mu Fei is 1.85 meters tall and is no longer short. But standing in front of him is like Kobe and O'Neal standing together. No matter the height or width, it is not of the same level. Mu Fei still has to raise his head when talking to him.

"But you are not my opponent yet." The scar man said, clenching his fists with both hands, and the fists as big as a casserole made a "crackling" sound.

"Aren't you just trying to teach me a lesson? Why do you still say so much nonsense?" Mu Fei also clenched his fists at each other, raised his lips lightly, and sneered without any fear.

Mu Fei is not stupid either. He has been prepared for all this.

Because he knew that the purpose of his arrangement here was nothing more than that Lu Changjiu already knew that he was killing Lu Wenjie, but he suffered from the lack of evidence and wanted to make himself suffer a little, and finally surrender?

Therefore, Mu Fei knew from the moment he entered here that he would definitely receive special care. This way of care was naturally a beating.

However, Lu Changjiu calculated it over and over again, but he miscalculated it a little bit.

He is not a gangster, he only knows that Mu Fei is close to Xingbei Gang, but he does not know the "great achievements" that Mu Fei has done before, so he naturally does not know Mu Fei's skills.

Otherwise, there would be no useless way to deal with Mu Fei.

"It seems that you are not stupid, you know everything..." Hearing Mu Fei's words, the man smiled, and the scar on his face made his expression even more ferocious, "Since that's the case, I'll just say it..."

"Someone said in advance, let us teach you a lesson. If you can speak..." Scarface pointed at himself, as well as the thin man and the old man, "The three of us will each be reduced by five years..."

"Although I don't know who you are offended and why you are going to mess with you. But for the sake of the three of us, there will be a total of fifteen years of sentence reduction. So, I have to let you speak..."

The scar man stretched out his hand and lit Mu Fei's chest, "The words have been made clear. Now it depends on what you mean. If you speak directly and explain what they want to know, you can suffer less. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless..."

Mu Fei didn't expect him to confess so much, but when he heard his words, Mu Fei snorted and sniffed.

"Tsk, he is going to wrongly accuse me of killing people. If I admit it, it will not be a matter of being in prison. Even if I don't eat guns, I have to stay here for decades. I will spend my whole life changing to the three of you for five years to reduce the sentence. What do you think I will do such a stupid thing?" Mu Fei said disdainfully.

"Haha, it's true..." The scar man chuckled, "Then there is nothing we can do. Let's lower our hands to see the truth. Although you are still a child, I will not show mercy..."

He took a step back, "Come on, let me see your true skills..."

As he said that, he raised his big fist and smashed Mu Fei with a side fist.

"call"

His punch was not too fast, and it was not even as fast as the scorpion's side whip legs just now. But this not too fast punch had the power that Mu Fei dared not look down on.

Can't resist!

This thought appeared in Mu Fei's mind. He flashed back and his fist brushed his nose and stroked his nose. However, the fist wind blew on his face and the tip of his nose, making his face hurt.

What a arrogant power!! He is like me, and he is also a cultivator!!

Mu Fei was frightened and didn't expect to meet the same type of person in this kind of place. But he didn't know what kind of class he was and whether he was his opponent.

Just as Mu Fei was slightly distracted, the scar man twisted his waist and retracted his right fist, and then blasted out his left fist, slashing straight into Mu Fei's chest.

This punch was more than two points faster than the previous punch. When Mu Fei appeared, his fist had already reached his front. He wanted to dodge it, but it was too late. He could only raise his arms to block it in front of him.

"boom!"

A punch hit Mu Fei with both arms.

Mu Fei felt like he was hit by a running elephant. An irresistible force came and knocked him out directly.

"Cang chuck!!"

Mu Fei hit the iron door of the prison on his back, and kept thrusting the door. It was this door that Mu Fei stopped it just now.

“Huhu”

Mu Fei was panting and his arms were numb.

"Hehe, I just said, you are not my opponent..." The scar man chuckled, "If I guess correctly, you are at the eighth level of body tempering..."

"In theory, it is already very powerful to be able to achieve this kind of strength at your age. But unfortunately, you met me. I am the peak of the ninth level of the body tempering level. It is just a wall between me and I am just apart from breaking through to the Qi training level..."

He said, pointing at Mu Fei, "So, if you don't want to endure hardship, you should listen to me obediently and tell me honestly..."

But after hearing his words, Mu Fei was stunned.

I am obviously at the second level of Qi training, but how did I become the eighth level of Body Tempering?

Mud Horse, won’t it be a regression?

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