I am lawless in Hong Kong

Chapter 130 The Breakdown of the Criminals

Chen Yuzhen and others outside the prison area did not know what happened in the prison area at this time.

In their line of sight, a group of prisoners surrounded Dilo tightly, and they couldn't see Dilo inside.

Chen Yuzhen's palms were sweating nervously, wishing he could shoot and kill these bastards immediately.

She was not relieved until she heard a few mournful roars, luckily it wasn't Dilo's voice.

Immediately afterwards, a prisoner's cry for help reached the ears of Chen Yuzhen and others.

Regarding this, Chen Yuzhen remained expressionless and pretended not to hear.

The same goes for the other guards. After all, the Lord is standing right in front of her. She didn't speak, so no one can act rashly. As for the death of a few serious criminals, hehe, this is Stanley, no one cares!

On the contrary, some people will applaud.

"Sir, someone is dead!" The prisoner held his cheek swollen by the baton, spat out blood, and a few teeth fell to the ground.

Di Luo stretched out his hand with a grinning grin, and wrapped it around his throat fiercely. Slowly, the veins on the back of his hand burst out: "I said, now, I have the final say here! Including your poor lives!"

"Crack."

There was a slight shattering sound of the throat, and the prisoner who was lifted in the air slowly dropped his hands trying to break away Dilo's big hand, his face was bloodshot and black and purple, and the brilliance in his pupils gradually faded.

"Pfft!"

Di Luo let go of his hand, and the corpse knelt on the ground and fell over.

He twisted his neck, turned around and looked at everyone bloodthirsty: "What are you afraid of, now is the only chance for you to go together, otherwise, in the future, we will be one-on-one! NO, no, in the future, you can only kneel Already!"

Di Luo chuckled and looked for the next hunting target. Seeing that many people were retreating, he said disdainfully: "I heard from the guards that all the criminals in this prison area have their lives in their hands. No, why are you so timid?"

Behind the crowd, a thin middle-aged man was sitting on a bunk. On his shiny bald head, there was a hideous scar and dense lines, making him look like a disgusting centipede.

In addition, the man's upper body was naked, and his arms were covered with criss-cross scars, including two bullet holes.

Hearing Di Luo's arrogant words, he got out of bed with extraordinary poise, and the crowd automatically opened a way for him.

When the prisoners around saw him, they all shouted in fear, "Brother Hei Ya."

"Brother Black Tooth."

……

"Are you a police officer?" Hei Fang walked into the center of the crowd and asked Di Luo, who was half a head taller than him, and then he shook his head again: "No, you are not a police officer, and a police officer is not so bold .”

When Hei Fang spoke, the prisoners all around took a few steps back, and they didn't yell at Di Luo.

It did give Di Luo some time to breathe. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and bit it in his mouth. He calmly pretended to be aggressive, "You are the boss of this prison area? You are arrogant. You have a lot of centipedes on your body, and you have a bit of experience. ..."

"You're a bit over the top, no matter how good you are at fighting, even a baton can't stop the punches and feet of so many people." Hei Fang said in a low voice.

"I've tried it before I know, I'm here today, not for anything else, but to train dogs, why, do you have an opinion?" Di Luo looked at him contemptuously, damn, a prison boss, pretending to be your mother Woolen cloth?

Dare to pretend to be x in front of Lord Luo, don't want to live anymore?
"Dog training, hahaha!" Hei Fang looked up at him amusedly, with murderous intent in his eyes: "I don't know why you came in, but let me tell you, you little bastard, it's easy to come in. It's hard to get out, no matter how powerful you are, it's useless, this is my place."

As he spoke, he quietly lowered his voice, and pointed in the direction of the iron bars in the prison area: "Would you like to try, before the guards shoot, will you be beaten to death with random punches? Do you want to gamble?"

Di Luo looked at him amusedly, nodded his head lightly, and said unrulyly: "Everyone present is all happy!"

With a sip, he spit the hot cigarette butts in his mouth on Hei Fang's face, wrapped his arms around his neck, forced his head to hang down, and lifted his knee violently, the hard knee hit Hei Fang's face hard superior.

Seeing his boss being beaten, Hei Fang's head horse immediately waved and shouted: "Let's go together, don't be afraid, one kick at a time, kill this punk!"

Someone organized and someone took the lead, and the emotions and anger of the prisoners were also mobilized, and they rushed up in a swarm.

Di Luo threw away the baton, pulled out the three-sided army thorn from his waist, threw off the scabbard in mid-air, and pierced Hei Fang's heart with a knife.

Blood sprayed his face, he pulled out the blade, threw away the black teeth, and wiped the sticky blood on his face: "I forgot to say, I can bet, but the bet is your life!"

Stimulated by the blood, the surrounding prisoners went crazy one by one.

Happy to see blood!

Black Fang's leader was furious: "Come on, avenge the boss!"

Di Luo acted first, and quickly shuttled through the crowd. The triangular army thorn in his hand was like the scythe of death, harvesting one life after another.

His usual method is to stab the prisoner's neck with a knife, so that the blood will splash more beautifully and brilliantly.

A series of seven or eight felony prisoners turned into dead bodies, and the arrogance-ridden crowd immediately withered away.

With a face full of fear, he shrank back, there was no way, the devil in front of him had a knife in his hand, and they were unarmed. In the prison area, the sharpest object is probably a toothbrush, right?
But what's the use?

Di Luo's black shirt has been stained blood red at this moment, with a light twist of his hand, he can unscrew a string of blood beads.

He confronted everyone sternly: "Now, whoever dares to move again, I will have fun with him. There were too many people just now, so I had to kill a few as an appetizer! It's all right now, you are all so scared that you are about to pee Pants, let me show you how to use the triangular army thorn."

"Its knife point and blood groove will make you miserable. Its favorite program is to stab you in the stomach, stab it in half, and then your shoulders. Of course, you will not die immediately, you will die Seeing the colorful world with your own eyes, it turned blood red, do you know why?"

"Because your blood will blind your eyes, the blood gushes out like a column, and you will see how you died, draining the last drop of blood on your body. During this period, you will experience the fear of losing blood donation, powerlessness... "

"Sir, help! I beg you, don't go to the theater anymore, come in and save people! Sir!"

"Crazy, devil! Mother Gan Lin, come in and save people!!!"

A felon was stabbed by Di Luo in the previous scuffle, and his shoulder was stabbed across the face. No matter how much he used his hands to block the knife wound, blood still gushed out from between his fingers.

He just heard Di Luo's whisper like a demon, and he couldn't hold back for an instant, and there was a faint foul smell and thick yellow liquid in the pool of blood under his body.

It seems that some get angry.

His actions fell into the eyes of the other prisoners, making them even more timid and fearful.

Outside the iron fence of the prison area, Chen Yuzhen led the guards and rushed in.

"Get out of the way!" the guard threatened with a gun.

In fact, he didn't need to say much, the prisoners retreated consciously when they saw the guards rushing in.

At this moment, I can't wait to worship the guards as Buddhas.

The police boots under Chen Yuzhen's feet stepped on the sticky blood, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

The guards were startled when they saw the blood flowing like a small river on the ground. They each looked at each other, and then looked at Chen Yuzhen with ugly faces.

Chen Yuzhen said calmly: "It's okay, just deal with it later."

After receiving Chen Yuzhen's order, the guards also breathed a sigh of relief. With such a large amount of blood, it is impossible to say that no one can die. If Chen Yuzhen does not say this and takes this responsibility, then they will be responsible.

They can't afford it.

Chen Yuzhen took a deep breath and squeezed into the crowd. Along the way, he saw many corpses lying on the floor with still cold blood.

Di Luo, who was covered in blood, stood not far away, with a straight back, holding a three-sided army thorn in his hand, and the tip of the knife was still dripping blood.

He lowered his head and lit a cigarette nonchalantly, with the click of the ignition, the flames rose up, and under the red and yellow light, the blood in his hand was even more glaring.

Chen Yuzhen came to him, took out a tissue to wipe the blood on his face, and said coldly: "You have done too much, if this matter gets out, we will be in trouble, ghosts are not stupid !"

It was the first time she saw Di Luo killing people. She didn't expect this guy to be so cold-blooded. She didn't dare to think about how much blood was on his hands and how much blood was on his back on his way to prosperity and rise. human life.

Maybe it was because of anger, or maybe it was fear, which made her not know how to face Dilo for a while.

Di Luo gently held her wrist, and said with a free and easy smile, "Don't worry, this matter will not spread, you just need to manage the people under your control."

As he said that, he glanced at the guards pointedly, and said, "As for these terrified felons, they dare not speak out, because I gave them a chance to see the light of day again! Besides It’s okay, it’s just a matter of killing them all, it’s just a few more corpses.”

Chen Yuzhen withdrew his hand with a cold face, and glared at him, "It's just a few more corpses? You said it lightly, do you know how troublesome it is to deal with! Besides, a group of serious criminals, could it be possible that they can really be sincere? Are you working hard for you? Are you not afraid that they will stab you in the back?"

This is because she cared about Di Luo sincerely. How could a group of prisoners be loyal?

Di Luo bit his cigarette and smiled, "Well, then I'll let you see how I train them and completely control them step by step!"

As he said that, he came to many prisoners with a stern expression.

"Sir, help, please, don't just ignore death!" The prisoner who was stabbed through the shoulder shouted impatiently at this moment, his blood was about to flow dry under his gaze, and he could feel the pain of death. Approaching.

He thought that he could still save him, so he spoke at an inappropriate moment.

Unexpectedly, oh shit, this group of guards and guards, each and every one of them would be so frenzied that they would not save him. Although he is a prisoner, he is still a human being and a life.

His plea for help was not answered by the guards. On the contrary, the devil heard the call and paced to his side.

Di Luo looked down at him condescendingly, stepped on his wound with his leather shoes, and said with a strange smile: "I'll help you!"

As he spoke, he stepped hard, and the toe of the shoe twisted back and forth at the prisoner's wound to help him stop the bleeding.

Suddenly, Di Luo held the three-edged army thorn in his hand, and his body leaned back sharply, and the three-edged army thorn in his hand was lifted in the air by him.

Then, his bent body leaned forward vigorously, and the triangular army spear was thrown out like a javelin.

"Keng!"

A muffled crash sounded.

The tip of the knife stabbed by the Triangle Army stabbed fiercely between the eyebrows of the prisoner, and the huge force made the blade sink into the skull.

The prisoner wailed suddenly, and his whole body twitched as if he had been shocked by an electric shock.

Di Luo smiled cruelly: "If you die, your injuries will be healed! Die early and be reborn early!"

While speaking, the leather shoes he stepped on the prisoner's shoulders slammed on the handle of the knife.

Let the tip of the knife go in for a few minutes.

For a moment, the brows of those present twitched wildly.

Looking at the intimidated felons around him, Di Luo said calmly, "Look, I'll tell you, the police can't save you, but why don't you always believe it?"

As he spoke, he came to a guard and snatched the gun from the guard's arms.

The guard looked at the killing god and knew in his heart that this guy was not something he could offend, so he didn't say a word.

Di Luo looked at the anti-riot gun in his hand, and pointed the black muzzle at everyone.

"Now, everyone, put your head in your hands and kneel down!"

His hoarse voice was extraordinarily cold in the cell.

The felony prisoners looked at each other in blank dismay, a few timid ones immediately knelt down without caring about anything else.

"boom!"

Di Luo fired a shot at the foot of a prisoner who was standing straight, and he knelt on the ground instantly in shock, "Oh, it's not like I haven't kneeled before, hurry up for me! Who the hell kneels the slowest, I'll interrupt whoever legs!"

"thump!"

A series of knees hitting the ground sounded, and in the entire prison area, the felons knelt on the ground with their heads bowed and hands covering their heads. The timid ones dared not look into Di Luo's eyes.

Di Luo kicked the nearest prisoner: "Get down!"

Immediately, the prisoner did as he did, bending his back and lying on the ground.

Di Luo sat down on his back and raised his legs: "Stay flat, otherwise, you will be the next to die."

Next, adjust the comfort of the lower buttocks.

He bit his cigarette and preached to the crowd kneeling on the ground, "Because of me, you are about to start a new life, which means that you are about to see the sun again."

"As I said before, you are no longer life-imprisoned prisoners in this prison. You are a batch of goods that have been traded to me, no different from dogs."

"Now I'll give you a chance. Are you willing to walk out of Stanley and see the light of day again, or stay in this ghost place? Of course, your head might explode like a watermelon in a second here."

The prisoner he sat down trembled when he heard it, and complained endlessly under the sweat on his face: "Oh, is this giving others a chance? Isn't it a naked threat? The guard will not act like a lunatic and take it when he has nothing to do." The riot guns smashed the prisoners' heads!"

Di Luo looked at the dissatisfied expression on Chen Yuzhen's face, and realized that he should restrain himself. He asked everyone: "You have ten seconds to think about it, and start counting now."

(End of this chapter)