"Who were those two people just now?" Seeing that the other party had already left, the two staff members still looked at their backs and looked at each other.

"I don't know, I seem to be quite powerful..." One of the staff members was still scared.

...

At this time, in the heavy prison.

"Boy, you, who are you?" Seeing that Ye Wuque had almost fought the prisoners in the prison alone, Yang Long's eyes widened even bigger than the bronze bell: "Who are you?"

With a "bang", Ye Wuque kicked the guy who was blocking the way and stepped up in three or two steps.

"You, you..." Yang Longgang was about to say something, his sleeves were already silently pinched in Ye Wuque's hand, and his whole body felt cold.

"Are you the boss here?" Ye Wuque smiled.

"Yes, yes... no, no!" Looking at the entire prison full of prisoners, all of whom were dying, Yang Long was obviously scared. Although his height and weight were almost better than Ye Wuque, who was weak in Wenwen before, he didn't even dare to move for a moment.

It’s not because of surprise, but because of fear. So many people can’t walk for a few rounds in his hands. Even if he is more powerful than them, what’s the use?

With a "bang", Yang Long slapped in the face. But even with such fierce oppression, the other party didn't even dare to fart.

"Yes, or isn't it?" Ye Wuque seemed to have lost his last patience.

He didn't expect that he could be the boss in such a small prison, or something, but if others were asking for trouble, he really wanted to give them a good class.

"Yes, yes..." When Yang Long spoke, he could feel his throat trembling constantly.

"Aren't you very crazy before, Brother Long?" When he saw this guy who had been scolding others for being "cowardly" before and became so cowardly, Ye Wuque felt an unprecedented sense of contempt. He glanced at Liu Kai behind him, and the other party quickly turned his head.

"That's a misunderstanding, that's a misunderstanding..." Yang Long didn't know what to do. It was a shameful thing to be in front of so many brothers. If he became the target of his sandbag training, it would be difficult to get through in prison.

Ye Wuque let go of his collar.

"Brother Long, I have a question to ask you." Ye Wuque even helped him slap the dust on his clothes.

"You, say, say... "Yang Long, who was scared by the other party at the beginning, saw Ye Wuque and even tidy up his clothes. He knew that he had nothing good, but he had no choice: "I know, I say it, it's all!"

Ye Wuque nodded with appreciation. At the next moment, he looked at the prisoners who were sitting around him or were still trembling on the ground, and then asked Yang Long, "Tell me, when did you come?"

"Ah?" The other party seemed not to understand what Ye Wuque said.

"I mean, is it a bit over the fact that a mere police station is actually imprisoned so many serious prisoners?" Ye Wuque asked Yang Long while looking carefully: "Or, is it just a show?"

"Uh, no, we are not serious criminals. We just fight and steal guns and banks, and we won't be punished until we die!" After hearing Ye Wuque say that, Yang Long was immediately panicked. While wiping the sweat beads on his forehead with his hands, he said to Ye Wuque: "This is a misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding!"

It seems that he must have thought that Ye Wuque was a prisoner of the same level as a serious prisoner.

"No wonder the kung fu is so good..." When she thought of this level, Yang Long was so scared that his legs were weak. It seemed that this ghost police station was really inhumane. He actually threw such a desperate person, a guy who was not afraid of death, and asked them to "serve". This was a rhythm that they could not survive or die!

It's terrible to think about it.

This Yang Long actually didn't do anything, but he was robbed on the street and sent here by someone. When he was on the road, he had met Huang Jie and his group of people and slowly developed his power here. Now he has become a decent prison bully. He didn't expect to meet such a real guy, which is simply dying.

"Haha, interesting, very interesting!" When he said this, Ye Wuque immediately kicked Huang Jie who was lying closest to him, and shouted loudly: "What else can I pretend to be? Get up!"

"Huh?" Huang Jie, who was still yelling there just now, heard the other party say this, rubbed his bones with his hands, and suddenly felt a sense of strangeness.

"Hey, didn't I have a fracture? You weren't..." When he said this, Huang Jie shook his hand hard again. When he confirmed that he was fine, he immediately smiled happily: "So I'm fine, I'm scared to death!"

When Huang Jie kept shaking his arms there, his eyes suddenly touched Ye Wuque's gaze and he suddenly became cautious.

"Do you really want to experience the feeling of a fracture?" Ye Wuque smiled indifferently, and said a sentence from his mouth, which seemed so light.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, big brother, no!" Seeing Ye Wuque's skills, Huang Jie didn't dare to talk back. At that time, he was very cautious and said to Ye Wuque with a smile: "Brother, what is the words, what is the words..."

Ye Wuque seemed tired. He sat down against the wall, closed his eyes, and began to rest.

The group of people seemed to have just woken up from a nightmare. They all staggered up from the ground and stayed as far away from Ye Wuque as possible. Because he was so scary, he didn't look like a normal person at all. Oh no, it should be said that in their eyes, he was not a normal person at all!

"Brother, do you want to smoke?" Seeing Ye Wuque sitting there speechless for a long time, before Yang Long could move, Huang Jie quickly approached with a flattering look on his face. At the next moment, he said to Ye Wuque: "This thing is a rare thing in our prison. It is rare in a century. Don't ask for it for nothing!"

Ye Wuque opened his eyes and glanced at him with a slanted look.

It's a pack of Red Tower Mountain.

It is indeed a good cigarette plant in prison. People outside may rarely smoke this brand, right?

Ye Wuque stretched out his hand.
Chapter completed!