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Chapter 450: Bloodbath in the Prison

St. Stanford Prison basically holds serious criminals.

To the extent that the word "human rights" is a complete ugly joke here.

As long as there is no large-scale armed fight or casualties, the prison guards here are too lazy to intervene.

This is also why the surveillance system within the prison can cover most areas.

But unless it is a special case like Song Ren’s previous one, the prison guards always turn a blind eye.

There is even collusion between the prison guards in each prison area and the big bosses within the prison area.

Some prison guards will actively cooperate with prisoners and provide coordination on some matters to make things easier for each other.

At this moment, when the Chinese man finished speaking and turned around to lead the way, he found that no one was following him at all.

Looking back, I saw Song Ren still standing there.

The Chinese man's face gradually darkened. He looked at the other person and said in a gloomy tone:

"For the sake of our compatriots, I will say one more thing. I advise you to cooperate a little."

"otherwise……"

As soon as the Chinese man finished his threatening words, more and more unhappy glances came over from all around.

Even some prisoners who were playing ball stopped what they were doing and looked at Song Ren silently.

Song Ren was silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke up: "Compatriots? What crime have you committed?"

The Chinese man raised his eyebrows and curled the corners of his lips: "... a small problem, just a fund-raising fraud."

Song Ren smiled when he heard this: "It's amazing that someone who committed fund-raising fraud could be sent to St. Stanford Prison."

The Chinese man had a look of complacency on his face.

He cheated people both at home and abroad, and he was very good at playing the pig-killing scam, with hundreds of millions of dollars flowing through at any time.

If it weren’t for the uneven distribution of the spoils, someone under his command would have suddenly turned against him.

Otherwise, he could have been carefree for a long time.

When he thought of this, a layer of gloom covered his face again. He stared at Song Ren and changed the subject, saying:
"But I'm not as good as you, brother. Your crime, tsk tsk, many big guys here have heard about it and are coming to take good care of you."

"You'd better behave yourself in here. Maybe you can live a few more days."

Song Ren also noticed more and more teasing looks from all around him.

Even in the neighboring prison area separated by barbed wire, many prisoners were looking over here.

The atmosphere in the field became eerily quiet.

Until a slight sizzling sound was suddenly heard.

Song Ren had a frivolous look on his face as he took out one of the intercoms he had stolen from the prison guard from the storage space.

Under the stunned gaze of the Chinese man and others, Wangcai's voice came from the intercom:
"Sir, everything has been settled here. All the prison guards in the playground area have been transferred away, and arrangements have been made in the monitoring room."

"In a short period of time, you can just go ahead and do it."

Hearing this, Song Ren caught a glimpse of the patrolling prison guard who had already left, and his lips couldn't help but curl up a little.

The warden's side is over.

Xiaoli is quite fast.

The Chinese man looked at Song Ren's intercom in astonishment. He raised his hand and ordered, "Hey, how did you get that thing... No, how did you bring it in!"

Song Ren's eyebrows flew up, and he said as he walked: "If you want to know, I will tell you."

The Chinese man's face suddenly darkened, and his eyes were filled with sternness: "We are compatriots, and I have one last piece of advice for you. In this prison, you must recognize your own—"

Whoosh!
A gentle breeze blows by!

The Chinese man suddenly widened his eyes, staring at a shadow that suddenly appeared in front of him like a flash, and a feeling of astonishment just began to rise in his heart.

The next moment, his brows were completely wrinkled.

With severe abdominal cramps, he vomited large mouthfuls of scarlet blood from his throat.

His body was like a cannonball, flying backwards completely.

It flew more than ten meters in one breath, and finally hit the grass and bounced back up. After rolling several meters again, it finally fell to the ground, and it was already very difficult for it to move.

At this point, the huge playground inside and outside the northern prison area suddenly became silent.

Pairs of eyes of various colors were staring at the figure in the field in a daze.

Even in the eastern prison area next door, a large group of prisoners came to the barbed wire, staring blankly at this side with wide eyes.

Song Ren looked around calmly, and his gaze finally fell on Garfield, who was waiting there with his men in the corner.

Then he raised his hand and hooked his finger slightly at the other party.

No need to say more.

Garfield was already furious.

He stood up suddenly, veins bulging on his muscular arms!
With his head slightly lowered, the deep sunken eye sockets unique to white people added a sense of hostility at this moment.

Garfield stretched out his hand, and angrily pushed aside the younger brother who was blocking him, and said angrily: "Fuck! Get out of my way, this bastard is mine!!!"

Garfield was like a bull, charging towards Song Ren.

Despite his sturdy physique, he was still agile even when running at full speed, and he was getting faster and faster.

In a flash, it had rushed to a range of more than ten meters.

Song Ren hooked his fingers and loosened his collar.

The body was gradually pressed forward, and at the moment it was about to fall, the soil under the soles of the feet was squeezed backwards and splashed!
The next moment, Song Ren appeared.

Garfield had just raised his arms when a shadow suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Before he could see clearly, Song Ren's flying knees had already hit his defenseless chest!

The back that was bumped was arched high backwards!
But before his body flew out, the elbow that followed had already landed on his head.

Click!

The skull seemed to be shattered.

Garfield's eyes, which were originally filled with hostility, were instantly filled with scarlet bloodshot.

Song Ren landed on the ground and staggered backwards.

But what followed was a beam of afterimage that Song Ren had pressed on again.

Boom! ! !
Garfield was hit hard in the chest!
The bull, which was nearly two meters tall, actually flew off the ground!
He didn't know how many ribs were broken, but the moment he flew out, he was still covered by the shadow of Song Ren!

Her eyes were bloodshot as she stared in horror at the devil-like man in front of her.

Garfield's mind was completely overwhelmed by fear.

But before he could even roar in pain, his flying figure was hit by continuous and powerful blows.

The surrounding group of prisoners, who were completely dumbfounded, stared blankly.

Garfield didn't even have time to put his toes on the ground before he was hit continuously, flying backwards and crashing into the concrete wall in the corner.

In a perspective that had long been stained with blood, the last bit of consciousness that remained only saw a bloody fist that was completely lost in sight.

There was only a last bit of fearful stammering at the corners of his red lips.

boom! ! !
The thick concrete wall cracked widely, and the entire head was completely smashed into the wall, with bright red blood splattering everywhere!

Sticky blood spots continued to seep out from the walls and cracks.

Only the broken body below the neck was left, now silently exposed!

The originally tall and sturdy body was now covered in bright red. The whole body was a mess of blood and flesh, and there was no trace of movement on the chest.

now
In the northern prison area, more and more prisoners began to have throbbing Adam's apples.

He stretched his neck and stared at the relatively thin figure in the corner.

And the body hanging on the wall, completely bloody.

do you died?

Garfield was a tyrant who had been bullying others ever since he entered the northern prison area, even beating several prisoners to death.

Just now, he was beaten to death in front of everyone.

Although in St. Stanford Prison, some prisoners die inexplicably every month.

But this is the first time I have seen such a violent and even horrifying scene.

The man was hit so hard that his toes left the ground. As he flew, he was continuously attacked and flew dozens of meters away...

Especially the last punch, which even cracked the concrete wall of the prison!
The entire head was smashed into the wall? !

Such an exaggerated scene is totally unheard of!

What’s more, the one who was beaten to death was the king of the northern prison area - the tyrant Garfield!
With his sturdy stature of over two meters, weight of over three hundred and fifty kilograms, and astonishing body fat percentage, even when he was standing there, he looked like an adult polar bear!
At this moment, such a humanoid monster was beaten into a bloody mess by a thin man right under everyone's eyes, and even his head was beaten in.

Shet!

This is a prison!
Although people die almost every month in St. Stanford Prison, it is extremely rare for someone to be beaten to death in such a blatant manner!

Does he not want to live?
Farther away, the Chinese man lying on the ground twitched violently from his brief coma and gradually came to his senses.

After several rounds of heavy breathing in his throat, he finally succeeded in taking a breath.

He barely supported himself with his arms and tremblingly got up from the ground.

His face was twisted with pain, and his eyes were filled with gloom. Before he could see the situation around him clearly, he let out a low and suppressed roar from his throat:
"Song Ziqi, you damned your whole family, I——"

Apparently, he failed to finish his words.

When the Chinese man raised his head, his eyes collided directly with Song Ren's eyes who suddenly turned his head.

The Chinese man suddenly stopped talking, as if he had forgotten the pain in his body. He looked at the shadow on the wall blocked by Song Ren and murmured, "What, what is that..."

Song Ren gradually turned around.

Only then did the Chinese man see clearly the headless body that was already covered in blood in the wall.

The part above the neck was deeply embedded in the wall, leaving only flesh and blood stained on the cracked wall.

The Chinese man couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

The rolling Adam's apple, the cold sweat oozing from his forehead, and the suddenly contracted pupils symbolized that his emotions suddenly became tense.

Turning his gaze back, the Chinese man looked at Song Ren's body, profile, and between his fingers, all of which were dripping with scarlet blood. He shuddered suddenly and subconsciously took two steps back.

When he wanted to call other people, he was shocked to find that the prisoners around him were all silent, standing there numbly, not daring to move.

Pursing his dry lips, he looked at Song Ren's figure who was already walking towards him. As the Chinese man stumbled back, his emotions completely collapsed and he shouted to the others:

"Hey, what are you doing!"

"That guy is from China, but he is guilty of espionage here!"

"The higher-ups have already given us a heads-up, what are you still afraid of?"

"Let's do it together, beat him to death!"

"No matter how powerful he is, he is just one person. Damn it, you foreigners, are you all cowards?!"

The Chinese man's words became more and more unpleasant.

But it did awaken some shocked prisoners.

There are about two hundred people in the entire northern prison area, almost all of whom are ruled by the Brotherhood founded by Garfield.

At this moment, everyone was shocked by what Song Ren had just done, a brutal killing that was almost continuous from beginning to end.

But after coming to his senses, some diehard members of the fraternity gradually gathered around him.

Just like what the Chinese man said, there was indeed only one person on the other side.

Even though he seemed a little too ferocious just now, bare hands are still bare hands.

What's more, it's just a yellow one!

Although in the white supremacist United States, people of color have always been treated differently.

But among people of color, the yellow race is almost at the bottom of the contempt chain.

Deep down, these prisoners didn't want to believe what they were seeing.

In the field, more and more malicious eyes began to be cast.

Song Ren seemed unaware and continued walking towards the Chinese man.

Only when more and more prisoners began to move around him did he slow down again.

He looked around calmly, then raised the corners of his lips, with an exceptionally unbridled smile on his face.

Wait until the prisoners around him start to rush towards him with malicious intent.

Song Ren stopped completely where he was, and then -

Waiting for the one who wants to die!
……

In the eastern prison area, more and more prisoners were leaning against the barbed wire, staring at the chaos in the northern prison area.

In previous cases like this, a large group of prison guards would have stepped in to suppress the situation.

But today, for some reason, there was no patrolling prison guard to be seen, and not even the alarm sounded.

However, the current scene was so exciting that most of the prisoners forgot this.

He just stared intently at the prison area opposite.

As the prisoners crowded around, they all rushed to the same place.

I thought it was a one-sided crushing situation, but the next moment, the surging crowd suddenly exploded.

First, a large number of people flew outwards in a line.

Following closely behind, more and more people rushed out one after another like cannonballs!

The crowd behind them were also scattered!

An extremely violent figure suddenly appeared in everyone's sight.

Afterwards, the group of prisoners suffered a severe blow!

The dull sounds of broken bones and flesh colliding could be heard one after another on the playground, even continuously!
The prisoners in the neighboring cell block were completely dumbfounded by what they saw.

I have seen men who could fight ten people at once, but I have never seen a monster so ferocious that could disperse more than a hundred people in just a moment.

Blood gushed out like a light rain from the torn flesh and the vomit in the throat!

Soon, half of the playground's ground became wet.

When the blood spread, the ground was covered with distorted human figures, most of which died instantly.

The Chinese man turned around and tried to run.

But there was no exit in the prison area. In a panic, he endured the severe pain in his body and began to climb up along the barbed wire fence of the two northeastern prison areas.

But soon he touched the iron thorns entangled on it.

His hands were already bleeding and he couldn't climb up anymore.

(End of this chapter)