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The Seventh Detention Center

  The Seventh Watchtower

  Ran Xiangyang was sent to the detention center, he looked around and found that there were about 30 people in the detention center where he was being held. About four-fifths of them had tattoos and scars all over their bodies.

  He couldn't help but mutter: This is really a group of scum.

  Just as he was carefreely sizing up these people, the bald-headed man led a crowd of people to surround him.

  Baldy asked Ren Xiao Yao: "Dude, how did you get in? Not through the pants, right? Elementary school or junior high?"

  "What's with the crotch? What's the big deal about the crotch? Do you need a degree to go to jail?" Ren Xiao Yao asked in surprise.

  "Hah, so he's still a rookie after all! Triangle Eyes, teach him some discipline!" Scarhead shouted.

  "Yes, Baldy!" A man with a wine-nose and triangular eyes replied as he walked over.

  "You, come and take a knee. Don't understand? Fine, I'll teach you. It's putting your head between your legs, damn it, hurry up." The man with the wine nose and triangular eyes shouted at Ren Xiao Yao.

  "Nothing doing! You're bullying people, I won't do it, what can you do to me?" Ren Xiao had long heard that the prison was dark, but he didn't expect to encounter it himself.

  "Bald-headed scoundrel, you don't want to live anymore? I'll send you to the west then! Don't dare fight back if you don't want to die. Our grandpas' hands are itching!"

  "Can I really die if I want to?"

  "Damn it, you little brat is calling us brothers, fine! Grandpa will serve you well!" Lao Ganr's scarred head had never seen anyone like this after all these years.

  He spent most of his life in prison since he was a teenager, and had been involved in smuggling, counterfeiting, theft, fighting and other crimes.

  In the detention center, no one dared to provoke him on this three-point land, but today a weak and frail, shabbily dressed young man also dared to challenge his authority, immediately flying into a rage.

  "Brothers, let him know how to write the word 'death'! Beat him for me, beat him hard!" Baldy shouted loudly.

  The triangular eyes rushed up first.

  He couldn't help but get excited, and at the same time as he was punched, he kicked his opponent's lower body with a flying kick.

  The triangular eye didn't expect the other side to fight back and fell down with a miserable cry.

  Ren Xiao Yao's eyes blazed with fury as he grabbed a person's hair and slammed their head against his opponent's head.

  There were too many people, and the bald-headed man couldn't make way, instantly his face was covered in blood.

  The bald-headed man couldn't see anything anymore, flew into a rage and kicked him out with great force.

  A scream rang out, but it wasn't Rong Yu's voice. It turned out that Lai Ke Tou had kicked the wrong person.

  He didn't know how many times he had been hit, but he became more and more excited. It turned out that fighting was so thrilling, no wonder Americans advocated for violence, many people were bellicose and liked to fight.

  After an unknown period of time, Ren Xiao was unable to get up again. At this moment, Ren Xiao's entire body was covered in wounds. He used his teeth and hands to scratch wherever he could, but gradually lost consciousness...

  When Xiang Yang opened his eyes, he felt dizzy and saw a fat face vaguely in front of him. He couldn't help but throw another punch... Then he lost consciousness again...

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