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The next moment, he raised his right hand, pressed the opponent's head and slammed it against the bed frame next to him.

Bang! A huge sound echoed in the cell.

The short-haired man groaned and fell directly to the ground, holding his head and wailing.

Seeing this scene, the bald man on the upper bunk stared and sat up instantly.

"you"

Fang Ze continued: "I'll repeat it again, come down."

"you wanna die!"

At this moment, the last long-haired man shouted angrily, grabbed the iron rod from the bottom of the bed, and rushed over.

Accompanied by the whistling sound of breaking through the air, the iron rod hit Fang Ze's head directly.

Fang Ze raised his eyelids, and before the iron rod fell, he put his foot on the opponent's chest.

Bang! This kick was so powerful that the long-haired man flew out several meters and smashed the table behind him.

Whoops! The things on the table are scattered all over the place.

The long-haired man was lying on the ground, clutching his chest and screaming incessantly, his face became: very pale.

"Last time, can't get down"

Fang Ze turned his head and looked at the bald man.

A look of shock appeared on the bald man's face.

He obviously did not expect that a young man who looked weak from the outside would have such strength.

After hearing Fang Ze's words, he hurriedly jumped off the bed.

Fang Ze raised his hand and unceremoniously pulled the other person's quilt down.

Then, he put his things on it.

Seeing this, the bald-headed man's eyes were angry, and he wanted to do it, but he was afraid.

People who can come to this prison can't have a few fuel-efficient lamps. Even if Fang Ze is very strong, he can't be convinced so quickly.

After putting the things away, Fang Ze turned his head and glanced at the bald man, then stepped forward and grabbed him by the neck.

He said slowly, "I hate it.

This look will kill people, you know?"

As he spoke, Fang Ze's wrist was hard.

In an instant, the bald man's face quickly changed: it turned red.

"you"

Fang Ze continued to exert his strength.

With the passage of time, the redness on the bald man's face faded and gradually became: pale.

The breath of death is getting closer.

The bald man raised his hand subconsciously, trying to break Fang Ze's arm.

But the opponent's hand was like a pair of pliers, motionless.

Fang Ze said lightly: "Why don't I send you to see God today."

The next moment, the bald man felt a sharp pain that shot straight from his neck to his forehead.

He has the illusion that his neck will be crushed immediately! The color of fear appeared in his pupils.

This guy, really wants to kill him! "Wait a minute!"

"I apologize to you!"

"sorry!"

Under the threat of life, the bald man exhausted his last strength and said vaguely.

Fang Ze stared at the bald man for a while, then slowly released his hand.

"That's how it should be."

Fang Ze snorted coldly.

"cough cough"

After breaking away from Fang Ze's control, the bald man bent down and coughed violently.

"this guy"

With just one hand, the other party almost crushed his neck.

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Chapter 570 Second Commander of the Blood Gang [1]

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