Need for Agent

Chapter 2 I don't like violence, really

Yang Fucheng punched Luo Yu's face. Based on his many years of experience in group battles, the kid in front of him was vain and pale.

A loud "bang" sounded in the corridor, and the prisoners who were resting at noon were startled. They all stood up and asked what happened next door. When they heard that the sound came from Room 430, how many people came there today? Everyone is relieved when they are newcomers.

"Shouldn't be dead, I think that bald head is quite strong." Someone asked.

"Ah!" A shrill scream echoed in the aisle, which was much more than expected.

"It's hard to say." Another prisoner shook his head, "It seems that the situation is not very good from the sound."

Yang Fucheng's body dented the dark green iron door, and then he fell slowly to the ground, the fallen teeth spit out from the corner of his mouth, half of his face was blown open with great force, blood flowed all over his face, People have passed out in pain.

The triangular-eyed Xiao Yang was half kneeling on the ground at this moment, the cold sweat on his head was flowing down like a faucet, and he could only make a soft ### sound from his mouth, and the fist he swung turned into a strange one in Luo Yu's hand. The shape of chicken feet, the sound of "cracking" bones breaking makes people feel chills.

Kicking Xiao Yang, who was already half-dizzy, to the corner, Luo Yu pointed at the remaining bald Qingge and said, "Xiao Si, did he hit you?"

Xiao Si was actually middle-aged, but he didn't look dissatisfied at being called by such a boy, pointing at his back: "He kicked me."

The bald head was jumping wildly at the moment, when his younger brother Yang Fucheng was about to punch Luo Yu's face just now, Luo Yu turned around and kicked sideways very quickly, Yang Fucheng flew out, his face was as red as a watermelon that exploded one slice.

Looking at the blood spattered on the iron door, the bald head swallowed.

"Ah... ah..." Xiao Yang, who was lying on the other side, said weakly ###.

"Bald head, turn around." Luo Yu put her hands back into her pockets, looked up at him slightly.

The bald head took a deep breath and roared, "I'm going to kill you!" With a kick, he rushed towards Luo Yu.

Brother Qing, the skinhead in Zhonghai City, rolled over from the edge of a knife!

Luo Yu was not even happy to pull his hand out of his pocket, and directly raised his foot and kicked the bald head on the chin.

With a sound of "click", the bald 1.9-meter body flew backwards, the upper and lower rows of teeth collided and shattered, the broken teeth randomly ### gums, and blood froth scattered all over the floor.

Bald and dizzy, the buzzing tinnitus made him uncomfortable, and then he only felt a pain on his face. When he opened his eyes, he found that his head had been stuck in the iron gate, and his neck was strangled. .

The iron door shook twice again, the bald head tried to twist his body, and found that his two little brothers were also stuck on the door.The three men squeezed together, feeling unspeakably uncomfortable.

"I really don't like to use violence, really." Luo Yu's lazy voice came from behind, "I can't bear to see you suffer, Xiaosi, go educate them."

"Oh, that's right." Luo Yu's voice made the bald people tremble again, "The iron frame on the bed can be removed."

"Iron frame..." Yang Fucheng gasped, his face was hot and painful.

"Hey, this kind of iron pipe can not only be used for beating, but also be used for stabbing, such as the back." Luo Yu couldn't help but turn around and reminded, "It looks like that. Not very violent."

The screams of the three men echoed throughout the building all afternoon.

Prison guard A covered his ears: "I can't take it anymore, what are they doing?"

Prison guard B plugged in his earphones: "Don't worry about 430, probably the three idiots who came today have offended Luo Yu."

Luo Yu leaned against the wall and watched the three people being beaten until they were crying, and took out a pack of cigarettes from the bag: "There is only one left." With a "snap", he lit the lighter and lit the cigarette. His pale face was bypassed, looking very eerie.

Seeing that he was almost beaten, Luo Yu grabbed the bald head by his collar and dragged him out.

The bald head only felt the pain in the base of his ears as if they were being torn open, and was about to yell out, "Shoot!", and then the smell of burnt flesh came from his face.

"If you dare to scream, I will cut your tongue." Luo Yu threatened him by pressing the cigarette end on his bald face again.

The bald head is still the same as when he first came in, sitting on the ground with his neck shrunk, blood slowly flowing out from behind his ears, his face is swollen like a pig's head, and he doesn't know how many bones are broken in his body.

"Hey, let me ask you." Luo Yu sat on the stool brought by Xiaosi and asked the bald head, "Are you from Zhonghai?"

The bald head looked at him stupidly, but didn't speak.

"Looks like I'm stupid." Luo Yu gestured with his eyes, and a man stepped forward and hit the bald head with a stick on the back: "You're fucking dead!"

"Oh!" The bald man came back to his senses and hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, I belong to the Zhonghai skinhead."

"I've never heard of it." Luo Yu pulled her hair, "Who is your elder brother?"

"Hong... Dapao Hong..." Luo Yumeng raised his hand and his bald head jumped in fright.

"I don't know." Luo Yu flipped the bald head over with one mouth, and with a crisp "pop", everyone saw a few broken teeth flying out of the bald head's mouth.

"Why is Zhong Hai such a small fish now? Is that old man Miao Xinghai dead?" Luo Yu suddenly remembered something and asked the bald head.

Miao Xinghai, the underground emperor of Zhonghai, how many people in the whole country do not know, the young man in front of him actually called him by his name, covered his swollen mouth with his bald head, and was so panicked that he could not speak clearly: "Master Miao has washed his hands long ago. His eldest son is in charge of the Miao Group."

"The old man is not dead." Luo Yu then smiled, "I also said, how could he die so easily when he is so bad."

The patrolling footsteps of prison guards could be heard outside, Luo Yu seemed to be fine, and walked slowly to the other two people, grabbed their collars and pulled their heads back from the fence.

"430, what the hell were you screaming just now?" Although he knew that the people inside couldn't be offended, he still had to behave.

"Killing people..." Luo Yu sat on the chair without looking up.

The bald head took a deep breath, this time he really hit a hard nail, and even the prison guards ignored him, who is this person?

From the corner of his eyes, he unintentionally looked at Luo Yu's ankle, and a thin piece of red string fell on the outside of the frayed jeans.

"Hiss", the pupils of the bald head shrank instantly, "This man..."

Footsteps suddenly sounded in the aisle, and it sounded like there were quite a few people.Luo Yu raised his head: "Why are you so noisy today?"

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