wild star

Chapter 130

"If you don't let me sit, don't let me sit. Don't move." Zhao Yanling looked disgusted. "You said you want to sit here, won't I let you?"

The black buddies are confused, shouldn't everyone have a quarrel first, and then push and shove?After being stunned for three seconds, he said rudely: "Get out of my place."

On the opposite side, Uncle Hei stood in a row facing the wheat awns.

Caesar pretended to charge forward, and Zhao Yanling cooperated with his performance to stop him: "There is no need to make a big fuss about this trivial matter, 305 follow me, let's go to that table."

You fly my eyebrows, I stare at you vertically, the smell of gunpowder seems to be a gang fight that will break out at any time, but in fact both sides are very restrained.But after walking a long way, the two sides are still staring at each other.

"coward!"

"Asian guy, don't yell if you don't have the guts to fight a nigger."

This scene was ridiculed and insulted by many people.

Zhao Yanling ignored it and swallowed her anger.His ambition is not here, and it doesn't matter to him whether he is carrying the handle on the tomb of the sun or being aggressive.

Caesar sat down and said angrily, "If the boss hadn't stopped me just now, I would have let the niggers know how powerful I am."

The inmates clamored cooperatively. It sounded like it was a pity in life not to succeed in the group fight. Zhao Yanling almost believed it.

Zhao Yanling didn't know how long she hadn't eaten, she wolfed down her food and asked Caesar, "Can I have more food?"

Caesar shook his head: "There is no such thing as such a good thing, the boss will eat mine."

Zhao Yanling took it unceremoniously, how could he have the strength to escape if he was not full?

The big fish eat the small fish, and the small fish eat dried shrimps. Caesar finds a weaker roommate to rob each other's food, and that person is just resigned.There is no way, now Caesar has suddenly turned into the dog's leg of the big boss, that is, the second boss, everyone is afraid of him.

After eating, just as Zhao Yanling got up, several big white men with axes tattooed on their faces walked towards him aggressively.

Caesar's arrogance was terrified as if his arrogance was extinguished by the icy water of nine cold winters, and he mumbled: "Boss, this is Kzlov, the boss of the Tomahawk Gang, and he is behind the Golden Retriever. Don't provoke him, try to deal with him in a small way." past."

Kzlov is 1.7 meters tall, with extremely short stubble and thick subcutaneous fat, like a traditional Russian boxer from Siberia.

Their faces were not good, and they were obviously more organized, because before Kezlov spoke, the people behind him were silent.It's not like Uncle Hei, who is scumbag if he is brave and ruthless when he is alone.

"You injured the golden retriever?" Kzlov's English has a typical taste of vodka.

"Yes, he said it was itchy, and begged me to stop itching, so I had no choice but to agree to him reluctantly, who made me a good person." Zhao Yanling said indifferently.

"There's something!" Kzlov lost half of his ear, and the fragmented wound seemed to be caused by a bullet. "I want you to die in the tomb of the sun, because you cut off my source of income."

"Okay, no problem." Zhao Yanling was furious.Immediately, he turned his head and asked Caesar, "Is it possible for the Sun Tomb prisoner to carry a gun?"

Caesar insisted: "It is absolutely impossible."

Zhao Yanling ignored Kezlov, turned around and left, and the words came from Gao Da's back: "Waiting for you, you can do it anytime."

Kezlov's eyes were gloomy, and his face could wring out water...

Zhao Yanling didn't intend to cause trouble when nothing happened, and she was absolutely not afraid when something happened, just let the horse come over.

After dinner, everyone has to send their plates to the designated place for recycling, even if there is a fork missing.After the tableware was delivered, there was 10 minutes to digest food, and the prisoners were free to walk around the dining room.

Zhao Yanling led the inmates in room 305 to chat in the corner. The inmates found that the boss was usually very kind, and he didn't care about someone swearing. He was far less irritable than before.

Zhao Yanling asked Caesar: "How can I get the sun coins? Can I only rely on robbing?"

Caesar shook his head, and the five slags of Zhan understood and continued: "The way to get sun coins in low-level prison cells is to go to work. Everyone can only work one day and take one day off. If they are not taken away, they will be paid according to the amount of work each time. .Usually there is only 10 to 50 income per day, and it takes many years to save enough money. Capable bosses will use various methods to exploit them. Personal income is limited, and it will be different when there are more people. In addition, during free activities, you can play cards, You can win money with good luck or good skills. A few days ago, a lucky guy won 10,000+ in one go..."

There was every trace of envy on his face, wishing he could turn into a god of gamblers and win money instead of that lucky guy, so that he could enter a medium cell.

Zhao Yanling nodded, and was about to ask about the methods of exploitation, when the bell rang, and Caesar said it was time to wash up.

A rookie is still a rookie, you need someone to lead the way, and you need to keep asking to get familiar with the environment.

Follow Caesar and the others into the bathroom, but you still have to queue up, and each person is limited to 10 minutes.

Zhao Yanling took her own toiletries, toothbrush, towel, and three-in-one shower gel for head, face and body.

He and Caesar went into the bathroom and rinsed their bodies while fetching water and brushing their teeth.

He suddenly heard the sound of messy footsteps behind him, his eyes were closed, he squeezed out a lot of bath liquid and sprinkled it on the ground, and rushed behind him with the shower head, and saw the hands of a group of people headed by Kzlov through the reflection of the faint green tiles. He came at him with a knife sharpened with a fork.

Didn't it mean that the fork must be handed in?Where did they come from?

Zhao Yanling suddenly turned around and threw the towel on the face of the person in front. Taking advantage of the short time when he lifted the towel, he stretched out his long legs and picked the other person's ankle with his toe, and the person fell on his back.

The floor is frosted floor tiles, but after being moisturized by the shower gel, it becomes extremely slippery.The floor tiles were very hard, and the man fell badly. Zhao Yanling kicked his wrist, and the sharp object spun and slid far away on the ground.

The other cleaning personnel in the bathroom quickly evacuated the scene with full experience. Caesar, who wanted to bluff a few times, saw that the other party had a large number of people, and he rationally chose to wait and see.

Hey, I'm afraid the new boss will be bloody in the bathroom soon, I hope it won't affect me...

Another burly man rushed towards Zhao Yanling's chest and heart. Zhao Yanling picked up the blue and white checkered T-shirt hanging beside him to fend off the opponent's attack, swiped his right leg, and lifted up the moment the man was unstable and fell to the ground. The leg was kicked out, and the man slid backwards and hit the wall, and immediately fell silent.

Zhao Yanling dipped the T-shirt in water, twisted the T-shirt into a cloth whip with a flick of his wrist, a sense of familiarity welled up in his heart, and he suddenly felt proud!
"Come, come, come, let all the idiots in the high walls of the Sun Tomb know today that no one can mess with Zhao Ritian."

He whipped out a whip and lashed one person's face. Although the person didn't suffer much damage, he was blinded by water droplets. Zhao Yanling grabbed his wrist and let him stab his shoulder with a knife.

The whip was thrown backwards, just hitting the nose of the person who came behind, and that person was tearful and could not help himself.Zhao Yanling slashed horizontally with her fingertips, and the man's lens burst in an instant, and he wailed endlessly.

Everyone gasped, this Asian boy is not a raptor crossing the river, and the few good players led by Kzlov, who exists at the top of the low-level prison cell, have lost more than half of their combat power!
"What is the origin of this man?"

"I've never heard of it, ah, Falk, faster than Bruce Lee..."

Caesar was overwhelmed by the sight, picked up the knife in the corner and joined the battle group, kneeling and licking ability +10.

Zhao Yanling attracted all the attention of Zhan Wuzang's sneak attack from behind, and Kezlov and the others, but they were stabbed and turned over by the little guy Caesar when the boat capsized in the gutter.

Even if there is no Caesar, Zhao Yanling will not be afraid, let alone there are two less people now.He bullied himself, and the tiger climbed the mountain hard; the hyena old king's routine of attacking the ribs was used, and the ribs were broken!

In the end, Kzlov was left, and he was no ordinary person. Before he came in, he was a master of fighting.

He didn't take a weapon, and he couldn't help being furious when he saw Caesar, a clown who dared to fight against him.Caesar was already flustered, but Kezlov found an opening to pinch his forearm, pushed his throat sideways with his right hand and slammed him down, and with a condescending electric cannon, Zhan Wuzai simply fainted.

At this time, Zhao Yanling had already arrived, and Kzlov clenched his fists, ready to throw Zhao Yanling down at any time.

"Kzlov is a master of fighting, now I have read it."

"The Asian boy is much taller than Kzlov. I don't think Kzlov is his opponent."

"Fart, fighting doesn't mean you can win because you are tall."

"Poor Caesar, his head is so funny, is this something he can participate in?"

Zhao Yanling didn't move, and said to Kezlov: "Well, let's discuss it, you give me [-] sun coins, and I will pretend that what happened today never happened."

Kzlov sneered: "Didn't it happen? Kid, do you know who you offended?"

Zhao Yanling was amused by him: "How about this, 20 sun coins, is it worth buying your two legs?"

Kezlov's ruthless words actually showed that he was cowardly, and his heart was pounding when he saw the horses all over the place.The good fighters who usually practice shoving with him don't have a good match in front of the Asian kid, which is too frankly exaggerated.Because of the fighting czar Fido, he almost thought that fighting was invincible, but now he has shaken this idea.

Zhao Yanling's winning ticket is in his hands: "I'm not joking with you, I'm serious, 20, I will buy you two legs. After your hands and feet are healthy, you can continue to be a tyrant and continue to make money. If your legs are broken, you really can't lead the crowd." Now, think about that fate."

Move it with emotion, understand it with reason, the truth is true and cannot be refuted.

Let Kzlov pay 20 sun coins, and kill him in time.The money he got out of Kuhaha's hands by robbing and cheating was more than 20 yuan, but he still wanted to make a comeback when he went to the medium prison, so he planned to save up to 30 yuan before leaving.

If it was given to Zhao Yanling, all his previous efforts would have been wasted.

Give it a go, the bicycle turns into a motorcycle, Kzlov cheered himself up, and acted first with a [-]-point prestige.

For Zhao Yanling, who can turn thousands of thoughts in his head in an instant, in a one-on-one situation, even if Kezlov ignores gravity and uses both hands and feet together, he is still full of loopholes.

When others fight to catch opportunities, Zhao Yanling's eyes are full of opportunities.

And since his sense of touch has evolved, his gestures and actions are self-contained, supplemented by the lines of the target, and Zhao Yanling is not at all afraid when Kzlov Garfield comes.

He stretched out his hands and twisted Kzlov's ears in a needle-like manner, surprising the audience who were waiting for Mars to hit the earth.

Zhao Yanling slammed Kzlov's intact ear and made him fall sideways in pain.

After the trip to Dabai Mountain, Zhao Yanling carefully studied the structure of human and pig bones.The purpose of researching people is to save themselves when they are dislocated, and the purpose of studying pigs is to make it easier to cut meat and learn from the ancient great power to kill cattle...

He stepped on Kzlov's shoulder with his foot, pulled his arm and shrugged it, and Kzlov's arm came off the ring.

Kezlov has yet to perform ground skills, which is his forte.Unexpectedly, the arm fell off first half of the round, and I was shocked and angry.

Zhao Yanling had a good time, went around and did not allow him to resist and took off the other arm.

The onlookers were stunned by the lightness and ingenuity of the weight lifting. The little guy Kezlov, who was rampant in the low-level prison of the Tomb of the Sun, let Zhao Yanling be manipulated like a child in front of Zhao Yanling.

Anyone who has been dislocated knows how uncomfortable it feels.And with both arms dislocated, a sense of despair would naturally arise in my heart.

Zhao Yanling stepped on Kezlov's left leg: "I said I'm not joking, let me ask again, 20 two legs, can I buy it or not?"

Kzlov scolded: "Fuck you, wishful thinking, kind of kill me."

Zhao Yanling raised her leg and kicked it down, and Kzlov, who just couldn't do it, shouted, "I'll give it, I'll give it..."

(End of this chapter)