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Chapter 232, fighting for survival

Even if I go out a year later, my beloved mm will be taken away by others.

Thinking of this, Zhao Tianyou's heart became inexplicably manic, and even Prajna Qigong would not work.

"Dudu." The signal light at the iron door flashed, and Qingyi appeared on the electronic screen behind the door: "Boy, what are you thinking?"

"Can I give up on this trial?"

"Can't."

Qingyi said majesticly: "Boy, don't think too much. Such a prison with good conditions cannot be found even in the United States. Cherish your eyes and work hard. Remember, you don't have much time!"

Go, Damn it, Zhao Tianyou angrily rushed to the iron gate and pounded the screen hard.

I don’t know what this broken screen was done, but with his ability to break five blue bricks, it was actually painful to be shocked.

This guy is right, the conditions here are indeed good enough.

Zhao Tianyou sat on the bed depressedly, gasping for breath.

After a while, the acupoints controlled by Qingyi loosened. He immediately hugged Yuan Shouyi and practiced Prajna Qigong.

I have to say that prisons have their benefits.

In this dark mountain, there was tranquility around him, and Zhao Tianyou quickly entered the state of selflessness.

The energy of qi is endless, and the vigorous true qi flows in his body. He feels the changes in the meridians and is immersed in a wonderful state.

In the prison command center, Qingyi and the fairy were facing the big screen.

"Fairy, this kid really has two tricks."

The fairy smiled and said, "Qingyi, he will come to challenge you soon?"

"Is that true?" Qingyi said without comment: "Let's see how he deals with these thugs first."

The goblin said: "You are going to send him to the centralized area now?"

"right."

"His Qigong is not yet in time."

"This is not the point. Scheming in area C is more important than martial arts. When you are with these top-notch products, I guarantee that he will make rapid progress."

The fairy sighed and said, "Okay, whatever you want, don't use too much force to make good steel into scrap iron."

In a single prison, Zhao Tianyou was concentrating on practicing martial arts.

"Dou!" The ringtone rang and the guards came outside the prison.

"Zhao Tianyou, come out!" said the guard viciously.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Tianyou asked.

"If you ask you to come out, there's no such a lot of nonsense."

Damn, I really treat me as a prisoner.

Zhao Tianyou jumped out of bed lazily, the guard took him with handcuffs, and led him forward.

“Where to go?”

"Go and let the wind go."

If you can still let go of the news, there will be no tricks.

Zhao Tianyou followed the guard vigilantly, walked through a narrow corridor and came to a patio.

The patio is about forty square meters, and glass is opened above the head, so that the sun can shine in.

When Zhao Tianyou entered, there were already many prisoners waiting there.

The guard untied his handcuffs and pushed him: "Good luck." Then, with a "bang", the iron door automatically closed.

There were more than twenty prisoners inside, each sitting in the corner, without paying attention to anyone.

The sun is good today, and the area in the center is the warmest, but no one goes there.

Zhao Tianyou glanced at him and found that the positions occupied by more than 20 prisoners present were strange.

The tall and mighty Europeans occupy the northwest corner where the sun is strongest and warmest, while the Asians are huddled in the southwest corner. Could it be that the faction is also divided in this dark prison.

Zhao Tianyou moved his steps and prepared to go to the warmest place.

A dry hand stretched out from the thorn to hold him. A Chinese man with a clear face and gray hair said to him: "Boy, if you want to die, just go there."

The voice sounded so familiar. Zhao Tianyou recalled it and recognized the person in front of him as Lao Cangtou. He had heard him speak when he first came in.

"They don't bask in the sun, don't we?" Zhao Tianyou said in confusion.

"That position is left for the Tiger Gang."

Tiger Gang? There are still Tiger Gangs thousands of miles away.

Unfortunately, there are no women like Pomegranate here, they are all muscular men.

I came here to become a challenger. It would be really a prison to sit in the bottom of the prison.

Zhao Tianyou asked calmly: "What do you call me?"

"Just call me Lao Cangtou." Lao Cangtou did not forget to introduce his partner, a thin young man: "His name is Zuo Xiaoque, and he is my friend."

Zhao Tianyou shook hands with the two of them, and he asked, "What is the purpose of letting go?"

Old Cangtou smiled bitterly and said, "Let the wind be a fight."

"Fight? Why fight?"

"Fight for food. There are the Chinese Gang, the Japanese Gang and the European and American Gang. Currently, the Tiger Tiger of the European and American Gang is the boss here."

Zhao Tianyou glanced at it and saw several Japanese people kneeling in the corner very neatly.

The Japanese have always been known for their strict discipline, and their unity can be seen from their neat sitting posture.

Zhao Tianyou thought for a while and said, "Why do you want to tell me this?"

Zuo Xiaoque, who had been dull, interrupted coldly: "It's all Chinese, I want you to join us."

Zhao Tianyou glanced at it and found that there were many people from the Huaxia Gang, but his expressions were different. In terms of organizationality, it may not be as good as those of Europeans and Americans, and even Japanese people were not as good as those of Japanese.

"Then--who is the boss of the Huaxia Gang?" Zhao Tianyou asked.

"I--" In the corner, a man with a grown-up figure and muscular body stood up.

Old Cangtou whispered: "His name is Cui Long, he is the boss of the Huaxia Gang."

No matter what boss you are or not, I must be the only king here.

Zhao Tianyou sneered: "I'm not interested in the Huaxia Gang, you guys are playing." As he said that, Zhao Tianyou flashed to the side.

The situation is unclear now, and Zhao Tianyou decided to watch the fire from the other side of the river before talking about it.

Cui Long's face suddenly sank. He waved and a tall man walked out.

"Boy, come here?"

"Why are you here?" Zhao Tianyou pretended to be stupid.

"Come here to pay homage to the boss of our Chinese."

This is the bad nature of Chinese people. If they have reached this point, they will inevitably fight. Zhao Tianyou sighed and said, "I can't get over, why don't you come over."

The man was furious and kicked Zhao Tianyou.

The kick was so powerful that even the air was filled with a hissing sound.

Zhao Tianyou turned his head and flashed by, his palms slamming into everything like a knife, just hitting the man's shin.

The man's feet broke with a crisp "crack" sound.

One move is a killer move, striving to be quick, accurate, or the one who falls down will be yourself.

The man hugged his feet and fell to the ground, and Cui Long's face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

"Boy, you're good at playing." Someone from the European and American gangs cheered. They haven't watched such a wonderful show in a long time.

Although it was just a light palm, the temperature was very accurate. It was chosen to take action when the man was exhausted, and his powerful inch burst out and shattered the other party's shin.

Zhao Tianyou beat the other party and was unable to cover Cui Long's face. He waved his hand and signaled Liu San, the most capable person in the gang, to appear.

Liu San was also a little smart and knew how to be polite and then fight. He walked up to him and said, "Boy, apologize to Brother Long. Joining the Huaxia Gang will be over."

"What are the benefits of joining you?" Zhao Tianyou asked.

"This is an Iceland prison. There are many people of different nationalities and races. Only by uniting together can we gather greater strength."

"What's the purpose of unity?"

"Unity is to get more food. Food is very scarce here, and every time you let the air go, it's a duel."

Liu San looked at Zhao Tianyou with anticipation. In his opinion, it would be best if he could not take action. This guy looked sharp and it was not easy to mess with when he took action.

Zhao Tianyou thought for a while and said, "How is the food distributed?"

“Which gang wins food if it wins.”

Zhao Tianyou looked at it and found that there are three gangs. Seeing that the people from the Huaxia Gang are carrying food, they must have not obtained food for a long time.

They want to win over themselves, just to help them more.

But Zhao Tianyou didn't want to be someone else's thug. There were groups of hungry wolves in the jungle and the proud lion. Zhao Tianyou decided to be a lion.

"Brother, your suggestions are good, I'll think about it first."

This is equivalent to a tactful rejection.

Liu San smiled and said, "You think about it", and then turned around.

Just when everyone thought Liu San gave up, Liu San suddenly burst out with a low roar and a fierce side kick came over.

Zhao Tianyou was prepared, so he raised his hands suddenly.

Liu San lost his center of gravity and fell backwards, but his other foot flew up immediately.

These two kicks are strong and powerful, linked together, and are famous mandarin duck feet in northern boxing.

Zhao Tianyou rushed forward suddenly, and his shoulder hit the base of Liu San's thigh.

The Bajiquan sticks to the mountain, with great force and great momentum.

Liu San was knocked to the ground all of a sudden, and Zhao Tianyou suddenly hit the other party's belly with a knee. Liu San yelled, his body arched into a shrimp, and he fainted from pain.

Lao Cangtou didn't expect him to be so capable, and a bright color flashed in his eyes.

Zuo Xiaoque's face turned pale. He looked at Cui Long with some concern, fearing that the other party would send him on the field.

Cui Long stood up, he was like a giant mountain, and the ground was trembling when he walked.

Only such an opponent is delicious. Zhao Tianyou adjusts his breath and stares at the other party coldly.

"Boy, I'll give you a last chance." Cui Long gave an ultimatum.

Zhao Tianyou weighed it. The other party had a tough muscle and strong qi, and it was indeed a stubborn hand.

The most important thing is that Zhao Tianyou didn’t know what would happen next, he had to ensure his back was safe.

Zhao Tianyou decided to delay, and he smiled: "Cui Long, I know you are very strong, but everyone is Chinese who hopes you can respect me."

"So what if I don't respect you?"

Zhao Tianyou glanced at Liu San who was fainted and said, "Those who disrespect me are lying on the ground."

Cui Long's bones exploded, and just as the two of them were about to break out, footsteps sounded outside the door.

The footsteps were so heavy that the people in the prison couldn't help but look out when they heard this sound.

Cui Long glared at Zhao Tianyou and retreated. He summoned people and assigned tasks.

Seeing his posture, some powerful figure appeared, Zhao Tianyou whispered to Lao Cangtou, "Who is it?"

"It's the flower snake of the Tiger Gang, he is the second most powerful mission here."

“Who is number one?”

"The boss of the Tiger Gang, Tiger."


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