Everyone's eyes fell on the table at this time. The bamboo chopsticks were in Liu Feng's hand and could actually pierce the tabletop of the solid wood dining table. This is not a prop, nor is it a street performer who is making tricks.

"Boy, don't be too arrogant. In the death cell, even if you are powerful, you have to abide by our rules!"

Just as everyone was silent, the thin man who had just been bounced into his mouth by Liu Feng, jumped out again, "Brothers, are you shocked by this new guy? This is the death cell, he is going to challenge us... Do you have to wait for the boss to get up and clean up him!"

When he said this, the thin man looked back and looked at it. It was obvious that he was looking at the two people who had been sleeping.

After hearing the thin man's words, the fierce light in the eyes of others returned to its peak, and more people stood up.

One of the tallest foreigners shook their shoulders and separated the crowd, walked straight to Liu Feng, and showed a gloomy grin, "Boy, the welcome ceremony has officially begun!"

While speaking, the foreigner sat at the dining table, put his right hand on the table, and raised his middle finger provocatively at Liu Feng.

Click!

However, Liu Feng's counterattack was even sharper, and he directly broke the foreigner's middle finger.

"Ah! Haike oil! You bastard, I'm going to fight with you, you actually broke my fingers, ah..." The foreigner got up in pain and lifted the table, and punched Liu Feng.

Liu Feng had a sneer on his face and his figure flashed. Not only did he avoid the foreigner's fist, but his fist also slammed the foreigner's chest with a bang.

At a certain moment, the onlookers almost felt that Liu Feng's fist pushed the foreigner's chest a lot inward, as if half of Liu Feng's fist had penetrated into his body.

Then the foreigner flew backwards with a loud bang, and his body hit the solid wall with a thud.

What's even more scary is that the foreigner was beaten so hard that his body was leaning against the wall, and it was stuck in the air for half a second before sliding to the ground.

Beating people is like hanging paintings. Anyone who has practiced martial arts knows how powerful this skill is.

puff!

When the foreigner slid to the ground, he sprayed a large mouthful of blood.

"It's red!"

"Damn it! This new idea is not ordinary hard!"

"It seems that we are going to enter the second item of the welcoming ceremony!"

The others retreated and then took out steel pipes from under their beds.

"Damn! This is not a prison, why do I feel like a gathering place for hooligans?" Liu Feng cursed with a laugh, but he was not nervous when facing such a murderer holding a steel pipe.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'll beat you to death!" The thin man jumped up first, swinging the steel pipe in his hand and smashed it at Liu Feng's head.

But Liu Feng was faster than him, and his big foot was already stuffed on the thin belly.

I saw this thin guy suddenly pausing in the air, then flew backwards with a whoosh, and knocked down a companion along the way, and flew more than ten meters away before falling heavily to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, others rushed towards Liu Feng. It can be seen that the people in this cell were really fierce. Even though they knew that Liu Feng was very tough, they still dared to use force.

However, even if more than ten people besieged Liu Feng, Liu Feng could still face it calmly.

Bang!

A sweaty man in a standard prison uniform was punched by Liu Feng, causing him to bleeding from his nose and fall to the ground with a straight body.

Bang!

Another sweaty man with his upper body was kicked onto his chin by Liu Feng. The crackling sound of his chin breaking seemed extremely harsh in the crowd.

Bang!

Another brave man was hit by Liu Feng's elbow and hit his left shoulder hard. The strong man instantly collapsed to the ground, and half of his body lost consciousness.

Liu Feng rushed into the flock of sheep like a tiger. He was obviously the target of being beaten by the group, but now he has become his one-sided counter-tornment, which makes the prisoners cry and fall to the ground one by one.

"One minute."

When the last person was knocked down, Liu Feng shook his head and said, "It took a minute to hit you. It seems that your combat effectiveness is pretty good. Of course, this also means that my requirements for myself have been relaxed and regressed during this period."

Damn!

More than ten people who were knocked down all greeted Liu Feng fiercely in their hearts. Are you still regressing? I know you are awesome, but you don’t have to step on us to show off like this?

There were also several people who did not attack Liu Feng, who also stood up at this time.

These people are all fierce and ruthless, with a completely different temperament from those people just now. And Liu Feng beat more than ten people in one minute, but they didn't show any fear.

Moreover, at this time, one of the people who were sleeping on the innermost beds sat up. The guy had dark hair, blue eyes, and yellow skin, and was obviously a mixed-race boy.

"Why is it so lively?"

The mixed-race buddy rubbed her eyes and said, "When did you become so scumbag? Are you welcome newcomers or are you welcomed by newcomers?"

"Boss!"

"Brother, this is a tough trick!"

"Brother, you have to rely on your actions. We can't beat him!"

The people who fell to the ground rolled and crawled to the innermost side. It seemed that only by standing next to this mixed-race boss would they feel safe.

"Can't beat it?"

The mixed-race man seemed to have just woken up completely at this time. He turned around and looked at Liu Feng.

Liu Fengneng saw a slight smell of danger from the other party's eyes, and when he looked at this mixed-race man carefully, why did he seem familiar?

"Newbie, do you know what the consequences are if you don't follow the rules?" the mixed-race man stared at Liu Feng and asked.

"The rules have always been decided by me."

Liu Feng took two steps forward with a smile, "In the Western underground world, there were many people who asked me to abide by their rules, but in the end they had to follow my rules."

Swish!

The mixed-race man suddenly stood up. Perhaps the six words "Western Underworld" stimulated him, "I admire people with strength, but I don't like bragging people."

"Then what?"

"Then, the welcome ceremony continues."

While speaking, the mixed-race man walked towards Liu Feng step by step.

Seeing that the mixed-race man was about to take action, the other prisoners were excited. Someone rushed forward and helped the mixed-race man move the tables and chairs in the middle of the cell aside.

At the same time, in the prison's large surveillance room, the squadron leader who sent Liu Feng into the death cell, led two prison guards to stare at the surveillance screen.

"This Liu Feng is really amazing. No wonder the Sun family in Donghai is willing to deal with him." The squadron leader sat on the chair with a leisurely expression watching the show.

The two prison guards were also laughing, and they were grimly smiling.

"It's useless to be powerful. After entering the death cell, these murderers who were locked up so mentally distorted will never let him go."

"That's right, especially now that Gracie is going to take action. Our police can't understand how powerful he is."

Um!

The squadron leader nodded heavily, "I remember that this guy came to China and was in trouble. We dispatched all the criminal police, and invited special forces to catch him. This person was simply a monster. If he hadn't had real skills, a person like him would have been shot to death long ago."

At this time, in the death cell, the mixed-race man had already walked in front of Liu Feng.

The two were less than two meters apart, and their eyes were facing each other, and they had already burst out with a strong murderous aura.

"If I take action, I will not leave any survivors." The mixed-race man said calmly and plainly.

Liu Feng said with a smile: "The person I want to kill cannot be saved by God, but you are very lucky. I don't want to kill you now, but it is necessary to beat you up."

Swish!

As soon as Liu Feng finished speaking, the mixed-race man suddenly stretched out his hands and actually grabbed Liu Feng's shoulders.

His speed was very fast, so fast that he almost touched Liu Feng's clothes on his shoulder with one move, but Liu Feng seemed to be ready. His figure twisted slightly, his body was like a loach, and his shoulders were shaking up and down, and he actually slid out under the two big hands of the mixed-race man.

The mixed-race man failed to hit the attack and suddenly sank his body. He jumped forward and actually hugged Liu Feng's waist, and wanted to knock him down by rushing.

Under normal circumstances, ordinary people will definitely not avoid this move, but Liu Feng tapped his feet and jumped nearly two meters away.

On the ceiling of the cell, there were two old-fashioned electric fans. Liu Feng reached out and grabbed the fan page and hung it in the air.

The mixed-race man quickly looked up at Liu Feng. The moment he raised his head, Liu Feng's right foot suddenly stomped down, and stepped on the face of the mixed-race man with a strong wind.

"Develop a doctor!"

The mixed-race man cursed angrily and quickly retreated.

His movement posture is far less light and elegant than Liu Feng, but his speed is also very fast and his body is very agile, like a quick lion and tiger.

Liu Feng waved slightly on the fan, his body fell down, and at the same time he retracted his right foot, followed his left foot, and stepped on the face of the mixed-race man again.

After being attacked by Liu Feng with the action of stomping his face, the mixed-race man was completely angry.

"You're dead!"

He roared and jumped backwards, and used a textbook-standard scissor legs forward, which suddenly clamped Liu Feng's left ankle.

Wow!

At this moment, all the onlookers exclaimed, not shocked, but surprised. The prisoners here seemed to know how powerful the mixed-race man was, and they even saw the image of Liu Feng being killed by this human-shaped killing weapon.

However, they were wrong. The moment Liu Feng's ankle was pinched, his right foot also crossed down, forming a counterscissor leg style.

What's even more terrifying is that during the process of falling, Liu Feng took the lead in completing the action of twisting his waist in the air, twisting the legs of the mixed-race man backwards.
To be continued...