Bishop on the run from the Ark, but the Fourth Scourge

The voice is loud, the tone is rough, and the temper is explosive, but what Zhang Zhiqing cares about is not these, but the black crack patterns on the face of this "classmate"...no, his body.

It's pitch black, roughly extending from the chest to the neck and wrists,

It looks like it has a certain depth, it doesn't look like a tattoo...

"Evanheim, how did he get in here?"

"Our ever-hungry Ursus friend?"

Jeston rolled out of the bed and sat in the opposite direction watching the excitement,

"How would I know? This person who has always been unreasonable."

"How did he get the crack on his body?"

Habitually asked, Jeston of course didn't answer, instead he picked up the water glass on the table and dragged the bottom of the glass, as if it was a pair of goblets.

Seems like a laid back person?

But Zhang Zhiqing was not, especially when he saw the remaining black strands of Ivan Heim's withered and white hair, he felt that the truth was wrong.

Also includes natural whiteheads that can be combined with cracks that are not tattoos…

"'Colombian swearing' give me back!Or blow your head off! ! "

"Hmph, you obsessed little ones, if I hadn't been entangled in my old affairs and betrayed by a traitor! I would never have cared for the pig food in your prison!!"

As Comrade Ursas said, he ate all the "pig food" in front of the prisoners next door.After the other party saw it, he was completely anxious.

As a native of Redwood County, Columbia knows,

The provision of funds in this temporary prison is far less than that of a regular official prison. To maintain the dignity of a few people, the food for the prisoners will naturally be reduced again and again.

two meals a day,

Now I've been swallowed by a whore for nothing!Or others just swallowed it face to face!What can this be called?For a prisoner who has few things to look forward to a day, what can he call a precious meal eaten face to face?

Face to face N R ah! !

Can this be in a hurry? ! ? !

"'Colombia' foul language!You "beep -" raise it!I can't get around you!I want your "beep -"! "

"Shove him back into your asshole Ursus!!"

"Hiss!! What! What did you say Ursus?!"

"Fuck you Ursus! The bugs in the oil drums go back to playing in the mud in your snow!"

"The country humiliates my motherland! Wait for me to cut your face with a knife!!!!"

Ivan Heim shouted loudly, and grabbed the door lock with every inch of strength!It was ripped off alive!I stared blankly at the prisoners including Zhang Zhiqing,

Seeing that the situation was deteriorating and about to get out of control, the prison guards hurriedly blew their whistles, lit up their electric batons and rushed towards Ivan Heim who kicked the prison door "Bright Prison Escape".

Then he was punched back to the original place,

Watching his companion return from charging to "sweeping robot style", another prison guard immediately dropped his police weapon in fright, greased the soles of his feet, and slipped away.

"Things are troublesome."

Jeston refrained from the leisurely elegance of tasting plain water into red wine, and Zhang Zhiqing stretched his head to look around, curious in his mouth.

"Why? Isn't this beaten away?"

"I used to be a prison guard, friend, do you know what happens when a prison guard runs away if he doesn't get paid?"

"More guards?"

"Yes."

"Oh, Brother Jeston, did you ever work as a prison guard? That must be very prestigious, right?"

"...Ah (guilty)"

Zhang Zhiqing didn't think there was anything wrong and continued to look around,

Ivan Heim had already dismantled the door of the next cell in a murderous spirit. Several prisoners shivered at the foot of the wall. Compared with The Shining, the scene was very recreated.

But if, as Jeston said, the sirens sounded, the prison guards who ran away quickly brought back their companions, and several teams of armed prison guards armed with police sticks and shields surrounded Ivanheim. Prison guard, Ivan Heim twisted his thick neck, smiled grinningly and nodded.

"Punish the rebels and state affairs, you all, let's go together!"

The guards of the anti-violence prison had never seen such an arrogant prisoner, and they were a little cowardly, because in this temporary prison, they said they were prison guards, but to put it bluntly, they were also beating workers.

Wouldn't it be worthwhile to toughen this kind of prisoner just for dead wages?

But before the battle, he had to fight. He only heard an order, and all the prison guards rushed forward with shields.

The scene was once very violent aesthetics.

Watching Zhang Zhiqing's eyes glowing,

Hello, system?system?

"Report, the target partner, is recording a promotional video for Columbia's new chapter."

Fuck!Sure enough, I was spying on the screen!

"hey-hey."

The system cheats every day, Zhang Zhiqing has long since given up, squatting at the door of the prison, watching a unique and big action movie.

If the battle of the deep-sea hunter Skadi I encountered before was a deadly and beautiful hunting dance,

Then the battle of Ivan Heim was pure violence and iron blood.

Steady steps, dull momentum, coupled with a leather jacket, a proper tyrant is alive.

And what is pure violence and iron blood?

That is the absolute crushing of unpretentious standard punches and strength,

Ivan Heim broke into the group, punching one child after another, beating the armed prison guards to the point of crying, and the strong wind from the punches even blew onto the faces of Zhang Zhiqing and Jeston.

Looking at the prison guard who was knocked over by three punches, Jeston couldn't bear to look directly at him.

The first wave of prison guards was beaten to the ground, and a larger wave of prison guards arrived collectively, with more complete protective gear and newer police equipment, more professional and tougher, but Ivan Heim moved his knees as if he hadn't seen it. joints, and took the time to pull out the person who was about to be beaten just now out of the cell and beat him up violently.

Seeing the seriously injured prisoner lying on the ground with one hand stretched forward, Zhang Zhiqing was shocked.

As if some instinctive reaction had been triggered, he quickly rushed out of the cage regardless of the safety of the surrounding battle.

"Hey!"

"what are you going to do?!"

Turning a deaf ear to Jeston's warning, Zhang Zhiqing quickly rolled over the fallen prisoner, revealing a blood-stained, miserable face with the whites of the eyes turned up and the bridge of the nose smashed.

When he was in the Deep Sea Church, Zhang Zhiqing was mostly responsible for the rear affairs, researched experimental dissection, dealt more with antiseptics and surgical knives, and probably had a little bit of medical skills.

Although he can't be called a doctor, Zhang Zhiqing still has confidence in himself when judging the most basic trauma.

For example, the person in front of me, who received such a punch in the front, must have broken teeth and scattered fragments...

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk... all the teeth fell out, it's too miserable."

Opening the prisoner's mouth, Zhang Zhiqing sighed,

With such a punch in the front, the teeth must have been broken and fragments were scattered everywhere... But the gold teeth are soft, and at most the whole mouth can be knocked off.

Just pick it up by hand.

"?????What are you doing???"

"What do you mean?"

Eyes full of "gold, gold, gold" amidst the chaos, Zhang Zhiqing calmly explained to Jeston, holding the gold teeth.

"May I ask who else in this prison is a good person besides you and me? It's all ill-gotten wealth, why can't we take it? A gentleman loves money, why can't he love himself? Why can't he take pleasure in it?"

"------"

After some words, a galaxy of stars flashed through Jeston's mind, and then he moved quickly, rushing into the chaotic formation,

The two had fun with the sky—happy to lick all the "bags" that Ivan Heim made.

Volume 4 Columbia Chapter: Chapter [-] Take it and return it for you

The wind of the fist waved, the protective gear and shield armor were broken and shattered, and soon there were "corpses all over the field",

Some prison guards were actually knocked down by Ivan Heim,

Part of it is that after seeing his companions being knocked down, he decisively turned into a group performer and fell to the ground to participate in the atmosphere group.

On one side, the sunset on the battlefield,

On one side, urban supermarkets,

"Brother Jie, can I take this?"

"Take it, take it, you can take it."

"Thank you, Brother Jie!"

The two Li Boli shuttled back and forth on the "battlefield", searching for bags and licking their pockets, taking away everything except their clothes.

Peng!

Ursus battle cry!The last armed prison guard who had the courage to charge was thrown onto the iron cage next to him and decisively pretended to be dead. In order to show that his acting skills were real as if he had really fainted, Zhang Zhiqing turned around decisively.

"Gold necklaces! wallets! spectacles!"

"Dao Le! Prison key... Oh, this is worthless!"

Throwing the densely packed keychain aside, Zhang Zhiqing and Jeston immediately ran back to the cell when they heard new footsteps approaching.Sit down honestly.

Stopping in his footsteps, Ivan Heim slanted sideways with a murderous look, and turned to the trembling prison guard who was holding the document.

"Um--?"

"I, I, I, I'm here to call someone!!"

"Humph!"

With a snort, Ivan Heim turned his head and went back to the cell, stepping on the bloodstains from the beating, leaving a string of bloody shoe prints with the words "Ursus",

Holding the file, the prison guard leaned against the wall, his legs were limp, his face turned pale, and he was so scared that he didn't pee out of fear of this "Ursus version of the tyrant".

He beat his heart continuously, unfolded the file, cleared his throat weakly,

"Miss William Allen? Who is Miss Allen?"

"Thanks to Brother Jeston's help, I was able to be safe and sound in the melee!"

Back in the cell, as soon as he sat down firmly, Zhang Zhiqing began to hug Jeston warmly,

There seems to be no reason. Anyway, I feel that I may not be able to stay here for a long time. I just need to brag about it. I will deal with a wave of interpersonal relationships while it is hot. Many people may not be acquaintances and friends, but they must not be enemies.

And Jeston is also a narcissistic person. He was a little confused at the beginning, so he was at a loss, but his character, and the fact that he had reminded Zhang Zhiqing intentionally or unintentionally to avoid it in the chaos just now, so one side asked for another, and the strange exchange So it started.

"Just like Brother Jeston said before, you were defeated by ten punches just because you disobeyed your former boss. In my opinion, this kind of thing is completely unreasonable!"

"Heh heh heh... I have to admit that there are indeed fewer people with knowledge like you."

"After that day, please..."

"Miss William Allen! Who's Miss William Allen?!"

Just halfway through the boastful words, Zhang Zhiqing recalled in a daze,

As if you were Miss "William Allen"? ?

So I stood up and raised my hand,

"I am Miss William Allen!"

The prison guard, who had shouted dryly for half an hour, saw the "Liboli rough man" standing up, and his face turned pale again with fright, and the latter was immediately dissatisfied.

"What? What kind of expression do you have, you even assume my gender?!"

"puff!!!!"

Jeston, who was pretending to be elegant, sprayed plain water as red wine in one gulp.

The prison guard looked like a ghost, shaking his head in horror and saying, "No, no, no."