I killed the film and television world

Chapter 22 The reckless man
Outside the field, the patrolling prison guards noticed this scene and became extremely nervous.

A riot of this scale could not be suppressed by a dozen or so prison guards.

While blowing the whistle to warn people inside the field, he hit the barbed wire outside the field with his baton and sternly shouted at the prisoners inside to disperse immediately.

Some prison guards also picked up pagers and began calling for support outside the scene.

In the prison's playground, the standoff among more than seventy people became increasingly tense, and the situation seemed to be on the verge of breaking out.

Aji stood out from the crowd.

He stared at Song Ren, who was at the front, and raised his eyelids, his expression cold and hard:

"How dare you mess with our Zhongyixin, you bastard."

"If I let you walk back safe and sound today, I'll tear my head off and let you kick it like a ball!"

"No, I'm not that perverted." Song Ren chuckled.

Without saying any more nonsense, he gently waved to Aji: "Come."

Aji's face was immediately filled with gloom. Faced with such frivolous behavior, he no longer wanted to endure it.

Having suppressed his impulses for so long, he threw all his calmness out the window.

Out of jail tomorrow?

This is even more outrageous!

I'm going to beat you to death right now!!!
Aji took the lead, and then more than 40 prisoners from various gangs howled as if they had received an order, and a large group of prisoners swarmed forward.

"Go to hell, you snake Ming, I'm here to beat you to death!"

"You bunch of losers, your whole family will die!"

"Ah Ren, you idiot!"

The scene was like a group of sharks that smelled blood, crazy and violent!
Song Ren was very calm. He turned his head and raised his eyebrows to Qiu Gangao beside him, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, are you afraid?"

Qiu Gangao's eyes were full of light: "Brother Ren, to be honest, I've been feeling quite uncomfortable with being idle for a while, but now I'm a little excited."

Song Ren smiled noncommittally, then asked the twenty or so people including Shezaiming behind him, "How about you guys? How do you feel about worshipping me as your boss on your first day?"

There was a fierce look in Shezaiming's eyes.

How could a gangster who dares to ask for a job change be afraid of trouble?

Even when facing double the number of people, he showed no fear, staring and shouting: "Brother Ren, this scene is so exciting!"

Song Ren patted his shoulder and said, "Don't be like this. Don't get too excited."

"You just need to hold on for a while, and leave the rest to me."

Having said that, he took the lead and rushed forward.

At first, Shezaiming didn't understand what Ren Ge meant.

It wasn't until Song Ren started to take action that he took a deep breath.

At this moment, when Song Ren faced the surging crowd, there was a burning fire in his eyes.

Hot and bright!
Practice martial arts...

What for?
Is it to keep fit?
Stop kidding, I might as well do radio gymnastics!

In ancient times, people practiced martial arts to protect their country, to fight for justice, and to eliminate evil and promote good...

It is also for the sake of being the best in the world!

In Song Ren's eyes, practicing martial arts is about strengthening muscles and bones and breaking through the limits of the body.

Even in front of thousands of people——

I am going!!!
Leading the way, Song Ren rushed in towards the surging crowd of more than 40 people!
It's so reckless that it makes my scalp tingle!

With a big boss like Song Ren leading by example, the twenty or so gangsters who had just joined the team were all excited.

What they admired was the fearlessness and fierce and powerful strength that Song Ren had shown in the previous two consecutive fights.

In this kind of situation, the big guys have all rushed forward, so what are the little brothers afraid of?

Qiu Gangao felt the hot blood in his body surging, and he became restless for the first time in a long time. A violent conflict involving more than 70 prisoners suddenly broke out here.

……

Song Ren thrust straight into the crowd, rushed forward, and ducked suddenly to avoid a punch.

The body is pressed forward and the arms are extended as if drawing a bow, and the shoulder blades of the back are also arched high.

The hoof print on the middle spine became hotter than ever at this moment, and the sense of power from all limbs and bones filled the whole body.

One punch!
Boom!
The oncoming thug knocked down the two people behind him on the spot. He fell to his knees holding his stomach. His body shrank like a shrimp and he kept foaming at the mouth.

The next moment, fists surged in from all directions, mixed with sharp spikes that occasionally gave off a hint of cold light.

These are screwdrivers that the prisoners smuggled out from the supervisors, or toothbrushes that they sharpened themselves, and small files that have been polished.

All kinds of privately hidden and privately made weapons rushed towards Song Ren.

Song Ren supported himself on the ground with his hands and moved sideways to avoid several dangers.

But there was still a cut at the waist of the prison uniform.

There was a light bloodstain on the waist.

A fierce light suddenly flashed in Song Ren's eyes.

Be like a tiger or leopard, never retreat but advance.

The figure lunged forward, locked one arm tightly with one hand, and used the force to give a side kick, knocking over three or five people in front of him.

He took the opportunity to twist his body and avoided another group attack.

At the same time, the locked arm is pulled down, and the arched knee hits the opponent's abdomen.

click!
The man's sternum was broken and he fell to the ground, fainting from the pain.

Song Ren took advantage of the situation and retreated half a step. Just as he was about to change his attack, a flying kick suddenly came from the side and hit him hard on the shoulder.

He staggered two steps to the side, and a prisoner next to him seized the opportunity, grabbed a file from a hidden angle, and stabbed directly at Song Ren's waist.

But at the last moment, Song Ren grabbed the file with his bare hands.

The file had been sharpened by the man to a slightly sharp edge and had cut his palm, with drops of blood dripping out.

Song Ren's eyes darkened as he raised his leg to push away the man's unstable lower body, and lifted his heel upward.

Chicken flies and eggs are broken…

The prisoner's eyes seemed to be popping out, his legs were clamped together, and his face was wrinkled.

Finally, he knelt down with his feet turned inward, his face turning pale.

Song Ren turned his wrist, grasped the handle of the small file, and swung it violently.

The sharpened tip of the file went straight into the side of a person's face.

It pierced through the face and went straight into the mouth, the tip of the knife even piercing the tongue.

The man's body stiffened, and he trembled all over. He covered his cheeks and wailed hoarsely.

This horrifying scene made the prisoners, who had rushed forward in a fit of impatience, collectively stunned for a moment.

I just felt a chill all over my body and couldn't help but pause.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Song Ren patted the footprints on his shoulder, then looked at Aji, who was half-lowering his head, twisting his face and looking at him with a gloomy look.

Aji waved his hand and said coldly: "Leave him to me, you guys get out of the way."

Song Ren glanced at the small water pipe knife in Aji's hand, clicked his tongue, and shook his head slightly.

The prisoners around them subconsciously made some space for the two of them.

Aji took half a step forward, holding the water pipe knife in one hand and raising the other hand in the air.

Song Ren suppressed the unnecessary expression on his face and walked straight towards Aji.

Aji frowned, this guy...

It's a bit scary to be calm!
(End of this chapter)