Ye Tianming saw them go out and 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 old man was in his forties, about 1.76 meters tall, with a long scar on his face jumping down on the bed and walking to Ye Tianming, with a cold light shining in his eyes
Ye Tianming could feel it without opening his eyes. This guy had killed someone
Lao Qi reached out and grabbed Ye Tianming's collar. With a light "pop", Lao Qi felt that his wrist seemed to be tightly clamped by a pair of iron clamps. After using force, he did not move at all.
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 hard towards Ye Tianming's chest lying on the bed.
Ye Tianming's eyes flashed with redness, his body turned back, stretched out his left hand and grabbed his ankle, and suddenly pulled Lao Qi and 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, and the hands holding Lao Qi's shoulders did not release it, and his arms were pressed hard.
Seven rose into the air, thrown out like a broken sack
"Bang!"
The whole body slammed 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, raised his feet and stepped down hard
"Click!"
The sound of a broken sternum is coming
"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 dead or alive.
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, who was only 34 or 35 years old. He was shaved with a bald head and 1.8 meters tall. He was tattooed with a messy tattoo on his upper body, with his eyes closed and he was lying on the bed. There were two people beside him.
He is very gentle and handsome. A young prisoner in his twenties gives him a massage
Hearing the sound, he opened his eyes and saw Lao Qi lying on the ground without knowing his life and death, he was stunned, 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 head shook his head, and his tibia made a sound, "Gaba! Gaba!" slowly walked to Ye Tianming, and seven or eight people followed him around 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 pretended that this thing 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 and a look of shock appeared in his eyes. Maybe he was dreaming.