When Ye Tianming saw them go out, he lay down on the bed and smoked cigarettes one by one.
"Lao Qi! Get that kid over and let him know the rules here."
The 70s and 40s are in their ranks of about 1.76 meters tall, with a long scar on their face. They jumped down on the bed and walked to Ye Tianming, with a cold light shining in their eyes.
Ye Tianming could feel that this guy had killed someone without opening his eyes.
Lao Qi reached out and grabbed Ye Tianming's collar, and a "pop" sounded softly. Lao Qi felt that his wrist seemed to be tightly clamped by a pair of iron clamps, and he did not move at all after using force.
Lao Qi's face turned cold and said, "Boy! Let go."
Ye Tianming suddenly opened his eyes, and the cigarette butt in his mouth drew an arc and hit his forehead.
A sharp light flashed in Lao Qi's eyes, and his upper body bent slightly to the left, raised his right leg and pressed it hard towards Ye Tianming's chest lying on the bed.
Ye Tianming's eyes flashed with redness, and his body turned back, stretched out his left hand and grabbed his ankle and pulled it violently. Lao Qi stood unsteadily and turned to Ye Tianming.
Ye Tianming let go of the hands holding Lao Qi's wrist and ankle, quickly grabbed his shoulders and pressed them down, and his whole body rushed out. The hands holding Lao Qi's shoulders did not release them, and he exerted force on his arms.
.The seventh brother soared into the air and was thrown out like a broken sack.
"Bang!"
The whole body slammed hard on the opposite bed frame and slid to the ground.
Ye Tianming walked to Lao Qi who was struggling to get up, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and raised his feet and stepped down hard.
"Click!"
The sound of a broken sternum came.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood was spurted out from Lao Qi's mouth, and his head was tilted and he didn't know whether it was death or life.
Everyone in the cell looked at Ye Tianming blankly, feeling a trembling aura on his body, and the cold red in his eyes made people even more frightened when they saw it.
Ye Tianming raised his head to look at the person who was talking. He was only 34 or 35 years old. He was shaved with a bald head of 1.8 meters tall, and his upper body was tattooed with a messy tattoo. The bald head was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, and there were two left beside him.
Ming is very gentle and handsome, and a young prisoner in his twenties gave him a massage.
Hearing the sound, he opened his eyes and saw Lao Qi lying on the ground without knowing his life and death, and suddenly sat up on the bed and pushed away the two young men who were massaged for him and jumped out of the bed.
The bald man shook his head, and his shin said, "Gaba! Gaba!" and he slowly walked to Ye Tianming, followed by seven or eight people surrounding Ye Tianming.
Ye Tianming looked at him: "Are you the chief of this cell or the boss of this prison?"
The bald man did not answer him, but took off his pants and exposed the little jj, "Boy! I just pretend that this has never happened to me."
"Bang!"
At this time, a guy standing behind Ye Tianming raised his foot and kicked him on the waist. Ye Tianming's body did not move at all.
The guy was stunned and scolded: "Fuck - you are so tough." After scolding, he raised his foot and wanted to kick it over.
Ye Tianming suddenly turned around and grabbed his throat. Without any hesitation, his five fingers and "clicked" hard. The guy's head tilted to one side, and blood dripped down the corner of his mouth. There was a look of astonishment in his eyes. Maybe he