The hot-blooded neighborhood will eventually become king

"Click!"

the heavy prison door slowly opened, revealing the darkness inside, a large gate separating the inside and outside.

No matter how prominent and noble your status is outside, when you enter the prison, all beings are equal, everything is based on strength.

The prisoners who were imprisoned were basically vicious criminals, who were not afraid of heaven and earth, and only blood could make them afraid.

......

Inside Luo Qian Prison.

Lin Qingshuo held the futon in his hand and wore a prison uniform, and under the leadership of the guards, he walked through one iron gate after another and walked through the dim corridor.

The doors of the cells on both sides were slammed, and the prisoners kept screaming.

"Wuhu, there's a new person here

!" "Hahahaha, I'm playing again

!" "This kid looks thin and tender, but he grows so tall, he looks very tender at first glance hahahahaha!"

"Boy, don't cry in Luo Qian Prison... Because... The louder you cry, the more excited we become, oh~

" "Lord Jailer, lock him up until we see him, I will love him well, hahahaha!" The jailer

glanced at Lin Qingshuo, but he knew a little bit about him, and he also knew that this person was not a little sheep who were helpless.

The strange roar around him continued, and he looked around, looking at the prisoners who didn't know the seriousness of the matter, and secretly said in his heart.

You guys are really no match for him, so don't mess with him without knowing how to provoke him.

Lin Qingshuo's face was expressionless, his eyes were looking ahead, and he turned a deaf ear to the obscene words that came from his ears.

"Bang bang bang!"

the jailer slammed his black stick against the iron door, a loud sound echoing through the hallway.

His voice raised an octave, and he shouted and scolded: "Scream, scream, a bunch of bastards, shut your mouth for me!"

But unfortunately, his words not only did not have a deterrent effect, but instead aroused the voices of the prisoners even more, one by one they became more excited, and their speech became more and more yin and yang.

"Yo-yo, the jailer is angry, I'm so scared.

"Is the jailer angry that he wants to love me... I'm so excited

~" "Don't make people angry, everyone

~" Someone shouted with a strange smile: "We will take good care of this kid, jailer~ my lord."

"Hahahahaha"

There was a cheerful atmosphere throughout the cell, as lively as a market outside.

"Bastard, sooner or later I'll have to drag you all into the little dark room!"

the jailer cursed, whipping his stick hard against the jailer who was laughing loudest at the iron door.

Far from being intimidated, his screams provoked the ferocity of the prisoners.

snorted coldly and quickly left with Lin Qingshuo.

"Let's go inside. The

jailer gave Lin Qingshuo a few words of rules in the prison cell, opened the door, pointed to the cell and said.

Lin Qingshuo nodded, walked into the cell happily, and the jailer closed the door and left.

There is not a lot of space in the room, two double beds, a very small window.

A ray of sunlight came in through the small window, barely bringing a touch of light to the room.

I can probably see the scene in the room, a middle-aged uncle, a tall and thin man, and a chubby fat man.

While Lin Qingshuo stood in place to observe the prison cell, the other three people observed Lin Qingshuo with different eyes.

Soon, the middle-aged man took the lead in making a move.

A trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, looking at Lin Qingshuo, who stayed in place and did not react.

Pick up a plastic basin and throw it at his feet with a "clang".

"Hey, newcomer, don't know how to say hello?" Lin

Qingshuo slowly bent down to pick up the plastic basin, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It seems that he has just entered the ghost and evil high and was provoked like this, and then he made his own prestige, so no one dares to treat himself like this.

got up and slowly put the plastic basin on the table, without looking at the middle-aged man, and silently walked inside.

I found a bed that didn't have anything empty and put my futon on it.

At the bottom was the round fat man, sitting on the bed with a cowering face, with obvious scars on his face.

He sat straight on the bed, quietly looking at Lin Qingshuo's busy figure, and a trace of sympathy flashed in his eyes.

The sturdy middle-aged man and the tall and thin man sat together, and for some reason, Lin Qingshuo keenly noticed that the two of them seemed to be wrong.

"Boy, what about talking to you, did you hear that?"

"Eh, hello," Lin Qingshuo paused for a second, then turned around and showed a bright smile.

"Ma De," the sturdy middle-aged man scolded, pushed away the tall and thin man next to him, looked at Lin Qingshuo and shouted: "Lao Tzu will teach you what politeness is now

!" "Come down, kneel down, and kowtow to Lao Tzu!"

Lin Qingshuo's figure was stunned, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned his head to look at the sturdy middle-aged man

.

Fierce eyes shot at him, like a devouring beast.

The sturdy middle-aged man's face froze, and he was stared at by Lin Qingshuo's eyes, and he suddenly felt a cold sweat on his back.

"," he scolded, suppressing the fear in his heart, he had to let the newcomer know who was the boss of this house.

"Boy, kneel or not, don't kneel, you don't want to survive in this room. "

The drama of the old man in the prison bullying the newcomer?" Lin Qingshuo shook his head and smiled lightly.

"You want me to kneel?" Lin Qingshuo asked rhetorically.

The man thought that Lin Qingshuo had softened, his face was happy, he put his leg on the stomach of the person next to him, and said arrogantly: "It's not two now, now give me twenty!"

Lin Qingshuo didn't move, his eyes became more and more cold.

A hint of resentment flashed across the tall and thin man's face, and he didn't speak.

The first thing the newcomer does when he comes is to receive the old man's Liwei, or... Humiliation accepts, either... Rise up in revolt.

And he, in the face of the threat, chose to accept humiliation and swallow his anger, but unexpectedly, just because of this choice, he let himself live in hell completely.

"Get out," he turned around, staring at him for a long time, slowly spitting out a word.

Kuseto laughed angrily.

"Hehe, good, it's a hard stubble.

Kuseto got out of bed and came to Lin Qingshuo's bedside, his height barely taller than the twin bed, and his eyes were exposed.

"Boy, do you want to die!"

Lin Qingshuo unhurriedly put his pillow away, turned over and jumped off the bed, clapped his hands, and didn't care at all.

What kind of storm can a waste person with barely a dry strength set off

? Do you think you are a fish seller?

Kuseto has been ignored again and again, and the whole person has become extremely angry.

"Are you quite dragging?"

picked up his fist and smashed it into Lin Qingshuo's head.

"Lao Tzu is going to kill you,"

the fist was about to hit Lin Qingshuo, and the fat man sitting on the bed shouted intentionally, but a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

Kuseto had already raised a smug smile, seeing that his fist was about to hit Lin Qingshuo.

"Smack!"

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