C242 (2/2)

The guard at the door walked in. ”Warden, aren't you letting the tigers go?”

Qin Wei coldly laughed, ”I did it on purpose because I still have to observe whether or not I can use this tiger.”

It was 7: 30 in the evening, the time when the prisoners took a bath.

The bathhouse in the death prison.

While the two prisoners were washing themselves, the one on the left said, ”Hey, do you feel that something's wrong? Why did it become so quiet all of a sudden? Grandmother *, a quiet ghost comes knocking in the middle of the night! ”

The person on the right had his head filled with foam, ”I wouldn't believe it if there's a ghost!” Just as he finished speaking, he heard the prisoner on the left let out an earth-shattering scream. Before the man on the right could react, he felt a sharp pain in his head and fell to the ground, with blood flowing out from his seven orifices. He opened his eyes in a daze, only to see that in front of him stood Fan Xian and his subordinates.

Ah!” It was the people from the East District. These people were people that no gangs would accept. After seeing that the people from the East Branch were showing off their might, they all scattered like birds. I didn't even have time to rinse the foam off my body.

Tonight, it was the East District's turn to bathe in the bathhouse. Hua Qianlou was about to head to the bathroom with his toiletries when he heard Tang Niu call out to him.

”Brother Zheng!”

”What is it?” ”Brother Tang?”

”If the baldy were to start a fight and burn himself, I wouldn't mind sending him to heaven!” With that said, he took care of his own things and walked towards the bathroom.

When taking a bath, it was usually divided into thirty minutes, with about fifty people in each batch. The bathhouse was open from 7: 30 p.m. to 10 p.m. In addition, each of the courtyards was filled with alternating baths.

When Hua QianXun appeared in the bathroom, he saw more than fifty people, who were changing their clothes, surrounding him. At the front was a man who looked like a sick old fart. He was Fan Wuyou, the monk's number two expert.

Fan Wuji's face was a sallow yellow, and it was unknown if this fellow was actually sick or not. In any case, this fellow would always smash him until his bones shattered before he could stop.

He looked at Hua QianXun and asked coldly, ”Are you Zheng Hua An?”

”That's right!” Hua Qianlou looked at the more than fifty people in the bathhouse and knew that they were trying to do him harm. Although he looked weak and sickly, he could actually feel the true energy within his body fluctuating.

”You killed one of the brothers from the East District, so today you will hand over your life to this place!”

”Alright!” As long as you have the ability. ” Fan Wu Tian was slightly startled. He didn't understand how the young man in front of him dared to be so arrogant.

With a wave of his hands, more than fifty of his men took out their sabers at the same time.

Hua QianXun was surprised as well. The prison's inspection on the control of knives was extremely strict. Where did all these knives come from? F * ck, it seems like they bought another prison guard. Being rich can make a ghost grind its teeth.

Over fifty men spread out and formed a circle around Hua Qianlou. Boom! Someone had closed the big door of the bathhouse. Right now the bathhouse was like a sealed cage, and if Hua Qianlou could walk out of this cage, then he would have to kill all the enemies in front of him.

Fan Xian walked up with his blade. ”Aren't you very good at fighting?” Great! We have so many people today, we'll fight with you whenever we want! Brothers, attack! Boss said that as long as we can kill this brat, Boss will tell the kitchen to serve you more food. ”

Eating a good meal in prison was the biggest dream of every prisoner. Five or six people immediately stepped forward to greet him as soon as they heard his words. One might think that money is of no use in a prison. In fact, this was a huge mistake. In death prison, money was a pass. As long as you had money, no matter what you did, it would be like walking on a green light, or killing someone! That's right! Even if you wanted to kill someone, as long as you could raise the price and satisfy the prison guard's greedy desire, you could do whatever you wanted and cover the sky with your bare hands.

The shiny blade glinted ominously in the dark bathroom. If Hua QianXun knew that these people had blades in their hands, he would have looked for a weapon to use when he came out. But now, he could only use his bare hands …

Hua Qianlou sidestepped the incoming blade and struck the man squarely in the throat with his elbow. The man slumped to the ground. Hua QianXun turned around and kicked. The man gave a muffled groan as he bent down, and Hua QianXun struck out with his knee. The man was sent tumbling through the air and then fell to the ground, blood spraying far away.

Just as the third person made his move, Hua Qianlou made the first move. He suddenly grabbed that person's wrist and twisted with all his might. That person screamed miserably as the blade in his hand was seized by Hua Qianlou. With the saber in his hand, Hua Qianlou's momentum grew even stronger. With two slashes in a row, he knocked down the fourth person who was charging at him. The fifth guy froze, not daring to take another step forward.

Hua Qianlou let out a breath of relief before calming his breathing. Although he had a blade in his hand, Hua Qianlou's specialty was not the use of blades, so his blade technique was not very good. In comparison, he still felt that the fist and palm techniques were the best trump cards. However, in a large-scale battle, the power of a blade was definitely much more practical than a fist. After all, if he were to use his fist and feet, it would consume a lot of Zhen Qi.

The remaining people did not dare to rashly go forward when they saw how powerful Hua Qianlou was.

Fan Xian was a smart person. He knew that his morale was a bit low at the moment, so he took the opportunity to jump out, picked up his knife, and charged straight at Hua Qianlou. ”Fuck!” No matter how powerful this fellow is, he can't defeat so many of us. ”All of you, charge at me! Kill that brat and avenge my gavel!”