God level trick system

Chapter 757 Prison Boss

"FUCK, get out of bed and let labor manage to break your dog legs! FUCK, after washing up, go to the cafeteria to get your pig food!"

There were bursts of cursing from the oversized loudspeakers in the prison corridor.

Immediately, there was a long-lasting, extremely ear-piercing scream.

This thing wakes people up, it's just too fucking good.

No matter how sleepy or sleepy he is, he will definitely wake up when he hears this piercing sound.

Los Angeles Prison really knows how to play...

Ye Xuan didn't sleep all night, so naturally he didn't feel anything.

He just sighed and walked to the iron gate.

Suddenly, there was a click on the door.

what's the situation? !

Ye Xuan gently pushed the door, but unexpectedly the door opened!

Hold the day? ? ?

The lock here is a decoration, right?

The doors are all controlled internally, so you can open and close as you want?

Hold the day...

Ye Xuan was stunned for a while.

This is completely impossible even if you want to find the key to open the lock.

"Let's go, go wash up and have breakfast."

Ye Xuan waved his hand,

"Wash all the blood on your face and body. That's all right, Wu Zi, you go with me first, and go to cook for them when you come back."

To be honest, Ye Xuan was completely worried about letting Yang Ning stay here alone.

His leg was broken and he couldn't move at all, so Michael could only stay and guard him for the time being.

If those bastard prison guards came running, they wouldn't be beaten in a daze.

"Michael, this is for you."

Ye Xuan patted Michael Hadillon a dagger,

"I hid it, but it was not taken away. You put it away, and don't use it unless it is absolutely necessary."

Michael didn't speak, but nodded heavily, took the dagger and stuffed it into the bedding.

The quilt was so dirty that it could hardly be touched. If Yang Ning could not move, he would have torn the quilt off a long time ago.

But it was dirty, but it gave the dagger a good concealment point.

At least in this way, those disgusting prison guards would not touch the bedding at all.

"Wu Zi, let's go."

Saying that, Ye Xuan waved his hand and went straight out.

Wu Zimu responded and followed closely behind.

Most of the facilities in the prison are shared and collective.

Even washing up has to be lined up.

But fortunately, there are a lot of washstands, which are enough.

Ye Xuan and Wu Zimu didn't say a word, they just lined up to wash.

At this time, a strong man with flowery arms was washing up next to a sink on Ye Xuan's left.

"Yo, are you new here?"

The burly man with colorful arms glanced at Ye Xuan, and spoke in Maozi-style English with a slight accent.

He only wore a pair of shorts, exposing the solid muscles of his upper body.

The flower arm is even more of a social group.

There are still Maozi in this prison...

What a big dye vat.

Ye Xuan ignored this person, just washed his face silently.

"What happened to come in?!"

Seeing the disdain on Ye Xuan's face, the strong man with flowery arms also became angry.

The tone of speech has changed.

Ye Xuan still ignored him and brushed his teeth again.

Seeing this situation, the burly man with flowery arms grabbed Ye Xuan by the collar, opened his eyes angrily, and said viciously:

"What?! Look down on me, Vladimir?! Let me tell you, Laozi is the gold medal fighter of the Orange Grove Gang!"

Orange Grove Gang? !

Ye Xuan still had a toothbrush in his mouth, and being grabbed by his collar, he was naturally extremely upset.

"Ye Xuan..."

Wu Zimu, who was on the side, was also taken aback when he saw this situation.

He wanted to go to help Ye Xuan, but saw Ye Xuan waved his hand slightly, signaling him not to come over.

"Pooh."

Ye Xuan's mouth was full of foam and he couldn't speak.

In the end, he spit mixed with toothpaste and sprayed it all on the face of the guy named Vladimir.

"FUCK, bastard!"

The burly man with flower arms jumped like a thunder, swung his iron fist and slammed it at Ye Xuan's face!

But Ye Xuan didn't show the slightest fear, and didn't even frown.

boom!

For a moment, all bystanders didn't know what happened.

Everything is fleeting.

Vladimir fell to the ground, twitching and sweating profusely.

He clutched his abdomen, biting his lips to the point of bleeding.

"you you……"

Vladimir wanted to stand up to fight back, but at this moment, he seemed to be drained of strength and couldn't even stand up.

"waste."

Ye Xuan shook his hand and replied coldly.

"what happened?!"

"What did he do to Vladimir?!"

"The strongest thug in the prison was just...?!"

There was a burst of exclamation among the bystanders.

They couldn't believe that the strongest man in the prison was knocked down by a new Chinese who seemed weak!

"Go! Go! Kill him!"

Vladimir pointed at Ye Xuan and shouted violently.

As soon as the words fell, many of the onlookers picked up the things about the guys around them and slowly approached Ye Xuan.

"Ye Xuan."

Wu Zimu is not to be outdone either.

It was impossible for him to watch his savior being mobbed and beaten.

So, he picked up a short iron rod next to the sink, and stood on the same front as Ye Xuan.

Judging from the number of people in the Orange Forest Gang, at least three quarters of the people who came to wash up were members of the Orange Forest Gang.

Some of the others were either bruised or swollen or cowered, afraid to speak.

It is estimated that he was scared of being beaten by the guys from the Orange Forest Gang.

After a rough count, there were at least 30 members of the Orange Forest Gang in this battle.

On Ye Xuan's side, there were only him and Wu Zimu.

Although the gap in numbers was huge, but with Ye Xuan's ability to make up for it, wouldn't it be easy to knock down this group of guys? !

Ye Xuan also understands, which one can go to Los Angeles Prison is not a felon? !

Those who are well mixed here are all serious criminals among serious criminals.

A thug who is more ruthless than a ruthless man!

Without a little blood on my hands, I am ashamed to say that I have been in a Los Angeles prison!

The two sides are stalemate, and a big battle is imminent.

However, at this moment, everyone heard a voice.

"Damn it, stop labor and management!"

Upon hearing this voice, everyone in the Chenglin Gang froze at the same time.

Ye Xuan and Wu Zimu were also slightly taken aback.

Suddenly, the crowd who were about to attack Ye Xuan and Wu Zimu quickly dispersed and made way for them.

A bald man who looked to be in his thirties limped up to Ye Xuan.

His face was covered with scars.

Knife wounds, gunshot wounds, burns, electric shocks, whatever.

These scars are intricate, and the whole face is distorted and deformed, extremely ugly.

Moreover, one of his legs is also lame.

"Ye Xuan, right?"

The bald man stared at Ye Xuan and asked.

There was a cold light in his eyes.

"you know me?!"

Ye Xuan was a little startled.

"Of course I do. The warden told me that there are some guys who need special care in our Los Angeles prison. CJ personally gave the order. Of course I know."

The bald man put his hands behind his back and said,

"My name is Sun Chenglin, and you must know who I am, right?!"