I killed the film and television world

Chapter 451 Lower your head

The Chinese man was clinging to a four or five meter high wire fence, and above that were tangled iron thorns.

Looking at the pierced palm, his whole body was shaking, and he stopped temporarily in panic.

When he looked back, he saw the prisoners with twisted limbs all over the ground.

Song Ren was standing in the field, his thin prison uniform completely stained red with blood, as if it had been soaked in plasma.

Even the exposed arms and cheeks were splattered with spots of blood.

The fear in the Chinese man's eyes became increasingly intense, especially when he saw Song Ren running towards him again.

In extreme fear, he could only force himself to climb up.

The palms and arms were soon cut by the sharp ring-shaped iron spikes, and the bloody red blood flowed down the arms.

The Chinese man endured the pain and even his back teeth were broken, but he still climbed up desperately.

Just flip over...

No, if I delay a little longer, the prison guard will surely come, and then I can get rid of this monster!
He comforted himself in this way, but kept glancing at Song Ren behind him from the corner of his eyes.

Obviously the other party's pace was not fast, but that kind of careless indifference was constantly attacking his psychological defenses.

In this way, it is tense and even a bit stressful.

The Chinese man suddenly slipped and failed to step on the right point on the wire fence, and his body fell suddenly.

The pain from the cuts on his arms made his grip even more unstable, and he slid down the wire.

Fortunately, with a strong will to survive, he managed to hold on tightly at the last moment and did not fall completely.

However, he had just endured the pain of torn flesh and climbed up the short distance of iron thorns, but now he fell back again.

Moreover, as he fell, the densely packed sharp iron spikes cut his arms, which were already stained with blood, into several more bloody cuts.

Many of the spikes penetrated deeply into the skin of the forearm.

The extreme pain caused cold sweat to break out on his forehead, and the corners of his lips had already bled from biting them.

When I turned around again, I was already meeting those black eyes that were getting closer and closer.

The Chinese man knew that he couldn't climb out now.

My arms were almost numb from the pain, and I could only delay the arrival of the prison guards!
He endured the severe pain, his lips and teeth trembling, and he stammered several times. Finally, he reluctantly raised his voice and shouted hoarsely to the remaining prisoners in the cell:
"damn it!"

"You, you are still here, what are you waiting for!"

"This guy is a lunatic. If we let him go, he will kill everyone..."

Northern Prison

The remaining prisoners who had not previously participated in the encirclement were no longer instigated by the Chinese man's words.

After all, the twisted corpses beside them had already clearly told everyone -

No matter how much resistance there is, it will only lead to death.

At this moment, these arrogant and brutal serious criminals outside could not help but secretly look at each other.

Then, everyone looked up cautiously and looked at the thin figure in the blood-red prison uniform.

Everyone was nervous.

Song Ren just paused for a moment, looked around, and spoke calmly in fluent American English:
"If you don't want to die, lower your head."

The sound was not loud, but it spread throughout the venue.

In an instant, the entire northern prison area.

The remaining one hundred or so prisoners looked at each other in confusion.

After the first prisoner chose to hunch over and lower his head, the others followed suit.

The scene was completely silent for a moment.

The Chinese man stared with a look of disbelief.

In the past, those arrogant and conceited foreigners who claimed that freedom was supreme were now bowing to an Asian race.

This is even more unbelievable than the pig-killing schemes he created.

The Chinese man was a little dazed for a moment.

Until Song Ren was almost reaching the bottom.

The Chinese man, who was barely holding on to the barbed wire with only his willpower, finally became completely panicked.

He didn't understand why those damn prison guards hadn't been dispatched yet.

The scene is obviously so lively, are those social parasites who usually just put on an act now all hiding in their eggs?

damn it!
He took one last look around, but still couldn't find any prison guards in the entire northern prison area.

Right now, there is no one who dares to stand up and resist...

In the eastern prison area, separated by a barbed wire wall, more and more prisoners began to gather around.

Some daring guys even started whistling while watching the fire from the other side of the river.

"Dude! Are you a super soldier secretly trained by the country?"

"Beautiful, kill those sons of bitches in the North District!"

"Oh shit! Is this Chinese Kung Fu?!"

"Hey, that damn yellow guy up there, get off here quickly!"

Some of the prisoners in the East District Prison even began to shake the wire fence.

As a result, the Chinese man became increasingly uneasy.

His lips moved several times, and finally his face turned pale, and he begged Song Ren for mercy with a trembling voice:

"No, don't kill me, I'll be down soon."

"Friends, no, compatriots. We are all compatriots. In this overseas world, we are all brothers. We should take care of each other..."

He said this with a flattering smile on his face, and climbed down step by step, trembling.

Facing Song Ren, who was standing in front of him, covered in blood.

The Chinese man was trembling all over and subconsciously knelt down to beg for mercy.

But before his knees touched the ground, he was mercilessly kicked in the chest.

The sternum collapsed suddenly, followed by ruptured internal organs!
His hunched back hit the wire fence behind him.

Under the astonishingly violent force, the wrapped wire was even broken into pieces.

Including the onlookers behind, many of them were knocked away due to a moment of carelessness.

Those in the eastern prison area who had been clamoring and making a fuss just now, when they saw the broken wire fence, they were all silent for a moment as if someone had strangled them.

They stared blankly at the isolation net with a big hole in it, then turned their heads stiffly and looked at the prisoners wailing on the ground.

His gaze finally fell on the Chinese man whose sternum had been completely deformed and who was already dead before he even hit the ground.

Suddenly, the whole place was filled with the sound of swallowing saliva.

No one will have any unnecessary thoughts anymore.

This wire fence that isolates the prison area is of no use at all to the person in front of him!

Song Ren turned around and said to the group of prisoners in the northern prison area who were bowing their heads, "Follow me."

Then, he passed through the hole torn in the wire fence.

Under the gaze of the panic-stricken prisoners in the eastern prison area, Song Ren led a hundred or so serious criminals from the northern prison area and walked calmly through the halls and into the rooms as if they were going home.

There were nearly two hundred prisoners surrounding them, watching them with full vigilance.

Song Ren looked around and asked, "Who can make decisions in this prison area?"

The prisoners looked at each other in fear.

Subconsciously, he looked at a tall black man in the corner. The black man's already irritable look was now even more sinister.

He tore off his prison uniform with his bare hands, revealing eight muscular abdominal muscles, intricate totems, and biblical tattoos all over his back.

Although after seeing Song Ren's terrifying strength, he believed that he definitely could not withstand it.

But as the boss of a prison area, he would rather lose the battle than the fight!

The black man took the initiative to come over and said in a tough tone: "It's me, Laseven!"

Seeing this, the prisoners nearby immediately made way for the black man La Seven.

Among the hundreds of prisoners who followed Song Ren into the Eastern Prison, a white youth bravely stood beside Song Ren, lowered his head and carefully explained to him:
"Sir, before Laseven came here, he was already an underground boxing champion, nicknamed the King of the Boxing Ring."

"He's very good at—"

He didn't finish his words because the figure in front of him disappeared the next moment.

The white young man was shocked.

All I heard was a dull and loud sound of flesh and blood colliding.

When he looked up again, he saw boxing champion La Seven rolling away, and he had already flown twenty or thirty meters away!
When he finally stopped rolling, his whole body was no longer moving, and even his chest did not rise or fall, which showed that he had obviously died cold.

And where Laseven had just stood, another figure appeared.

Song Ren turned his head silently, glanced at the other prisoners, and asked, "Anything else?"

In an instant, the serious criminals who met his eyes felt goose bumps all over their bodies.

Trembling with fear, they lowered their heads deeply without saying another word.

In a place like this, nothing speaks better than violence.

Coupled with the bloody scenes previously depicted in the northern prison area, there was hardly any resistance from the more than 200 serious criminals in the entire eastern prison area, and they all surrendered at the speed of light.

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the other side

The prisoners in the southern prison were still wondering what was going on in the neighboring eastern prison and why they were so restless and chaotic.

When they noticed that boxing champion La Seven suddenly rolled dozens of meters away, twisted and fell to the ground and never moved again, more and more prisoners suddenly crowded in front of the wire fence.

The big bosses in the southern prison are a pair of twin brothers - Bob and Bobby.

These two people were very powerful outside and had resorted to some tricks, so when they were imprisoned at the same time, they were detained in the same prison area.

At this moment, noticing the abnormality in the eastern prison area, the two brothers looked at each other, pushed aside the younger brother who was blocking the way in front of them, and stood in front of the barbed wire.

The two looked over there in some surprise.

Those prisoners in the Eastern Prison were actually bowing to a person of color.

And the other party is just a yellow man!

After the two brothers looked at each other, a layer of hostility suddenly appeared in their eyes.

The natural arrogance of white people makes it difficult for them to identify with the rest of the colored people.

What’s more, they are the yellow people who are honest and easiest to bully.

Bobby grabbed the wire and shook it hard, yelling, "Hey!"

Song Ren heard the voice and turned around.

Then he pushed aside the people who were bowing their heads to him and walked towards this side alone.

The blood all over his body made Bobby pause for a moment.

But he only frowned for a moment, and soon regained his usual arrogance, and spoke in a commanding tone: "Banana Man, what did you just do there?"

Next to him, Bob was relatively calm.

He watched Song Ren's footsteps silently, wondering where the other party came from.

Song Ren had already arrived in front of the net and stared at the prisoners in the southern prison area for a moment across the iron isolation net.

Then his eyes fell on the two Bobby brothers and he said seriously:
"Excuse me, I want to ask you something. In your southern prison area, do you two have the final say?"

Bob was stunned.

What do you mean, are you here on the first day?
Bobby took this as a provocation.

He yanked the iron net with great force in a very angry manner. With a rattling sound, he grinned, his face full of malice, which was completely revealed.

He first made an internationally used hand gesture, then said, "Fuck you! You arrogant yellow bastard!"

Bobby's Adam's apple rolled, and soon a mouthful of thick phlegm came out.

Just as he was about to spit directly at Song Ren's face through the barbed wire, the scene that came into his eyes made him stunned for a moment.

But I saw that the other party was holding a black shotgun in his hands at some point.

The cold muzzle of the gun had already been pointed at his chest.

Bobby Deng's face changed drastically.

However, he didn't even have time to dodge.

The sound of violent gunfire suddenly echoed in the sky above the prison.

Under the horrified gazes all around, a bright red blood flower exploded on Bobby's chest.

That strong body was also blown backwards!

When he fell to the ground, his chest was covered in blood.

There was a heavy, hoarse gasp coming from the depths of his throat, and his face was already purple from suffocation.

The prisoners around were completely stunned.

It's not like I haven't seen people firing guns in prison before.

But usually, prison guards only open fire when they are suppressing riots.

And like Song Ren, he was a prisoner but he brazenly fired a gun!
And it’s a high-powered shotgun that claims to bring equality to all beings…

This kind of thing is simply unheard of.

Everyone just felt their scalps numb.

Damn it, am I crazy or is the world crazy?
After a brief moment of surprise, the arrogance on Bob's face disappeared and he turned around to run away.

However, Song Ren, who had put away his shotgun, immediately approached him.

Song Ren's hands became like knives, and pierced through the steel bars and iron nets in an instant!

The red palm knife pierced through Bob's back and pierced out half of his palm from between his ribs!
Warm blood was dripping down the fingertips.

The blood drops fell to the ground, but it seemed like they were hitting the hearts of all the prisoners.

The violent heartbeat became more intense at this moment.

Everyone stared at the arm that pierced Bob, especially the half finger that pierced from the chest. It was so thrilling under the rendering of blood!
The prisoners didn't even dare to move, as if they were under a spell, completely frozen in place.

Until Song Ren pulled the palm knife out of the corpse.

Bob fell to the ground with a thud, blood silently flowing out from between his lips and teeth, and his body was gradually beginning to feel cold.

Only a large amount of blood was left, continuously oozing out from the wounds on the chest and back.

Bobby, who was barely breathing, suddenly widened his eyes. Already seriously injured and suffocated, he could not bear it any longer and soon died.

The absolute kings of the South District - the twin brothers, were lying quietly in a pool of blood.

The sticky blood on Song Ren's hands was still dripping down.

Looking at the prisoners in the southern prison area who already looked miserable, he asked, "I am now saying that I have the final say in the southern prison area. Does anyone... object?"

The whole place was dead silent.

More and more prisoners dared not look directly at that face and lowered their heads to follow suit.

(End of this chapter)