The prison director and the deputy prison director both stood in the monitoring room with cold eyes, looking at the two gangster inmates who were swarming out of the cell, and if others did not understand their relationship between the open and the covert, they thought that they had a good relationship between superiors and subordinates, or a good cooperative relationship with managers. But, in fact, these are what those who don't know think. Through this gangster fight, the responsibility was shifted to the other party and the other party was ousted. Although there are still a large number of patrol guards outside, they are not like the morning and afternoon, they all pretend to maintain stability, so they close their own doors and hide in the building to avoid the cold wind. And those prison guards, in fact, when they saw so many prisoners holding those silver glittering fruit knives and those thick and long iron pipes, they, ordinary prison guards, they were still a little scared, if they were allowed to abuse those ordinary prisoners, it would be okay. But if they were to stop so many prisoners from fighting, they wouldn't have the ability, and the upper management wouldn't give them a death order.

The cold wind outside was blowing stronger and stronger, but at this time, there were almost no prisoners in the prison who could sleep, especially the sound of the two major gangs of prisoners coming out of the prison, which made them all look nervously and frightened outside, especially those prisoners who were more and more fond of violence, and when they saw so many prisoners picking up those weapons, they almost began to boil their blood and wanted to go out. Fighting kills people, but it seems to happen every day since ancient times. In addition to conflicting interests, many of those leaders are simply militants. And now these prisoners, in addition to competing interests, are more likely to be militants at all.

From the direction in which the prisoners were walking, it could be seen that the direction they were going was the big hillside. And after the prisoners had gathered for half an hour, the whole prison seemed to suddenly fall silent, and everything seemed to be calm again, like the calm before the storm.

Hua Feng warned the person in charge of the Black Panther Gang to supervise them and not let the prisoners out, he quietly left the prison with three or four people and walked in the direction of the hillside. Those two literati, since last night's bloodshed, they no longer care about following Hua Feng out. And they also know that there will be a fight tonight that will be much more than the number of people who died last night.

The four Hua Feng people who came to the big hillside were hiding under a tree on the hillside, watching the prisoners of the two gangs from a distance. Looking at the big hillside, the number of people on the two sides looked similar, and Tang Qian, the boss of the Eagle Gang, and the boss of the Blood Wolf Gang were standing in front of the two groups of prisoners. And Hua Feng couldn't imagine that this fat Donald looked timid and afraid of death, and he couldn't have imagined that he would be a violent and bloody element. He knew that he had underestimated the two bosses again.

"Tang Fatty, tonight I will make your blood a sacrifice for the little single blood, and those eight dead brothers, their blood will not be shed in vain." Tyrone looked at Tang Qian on the opposite side fiercely and said loudly. Although his words are not as good as the songs sung by those female singers, his words completely stirred up the blood of the prisoners of the Blood Wolf Gang.

"Tai skinny, you're not a good thing either. Back then, if you hadn't stabbed your eldest brother in the back, would you be able to be the boss now? In my life, Tang Qian hates this kind of anti-bone boy the most. Xiaosu's blood will not be shed in vain, so they must cut off the head of the thin man and give blood sacrifice to his dead brother. "Although Donald's words are not as sharp as Tyrone's, with a northeastern accent. However, his words were so encouraging that even the prisoners on the side of the Blood Wolf Gang looked at Tyrone in confusion after hearing this.

"Tang Fatty, it's ridiculous, I blocked a knife for my eldest brother back then, but the eldest died in the end. Although I didn't fulfill my responsibility, but the few knives back then were all slashed by you on me and the boss, and the last knife that the boss died was because of you. Tang Fatty, today I want to avenge the boss. Tyrone shouted hoarsely, picked up the fruit knife in his hand and rushed towards Donald on the opposite side, and the fight between the two sides began to erupt violently at Tyrone's first slash at Tang Qian.

And Hua Feng, who had been hiding under the tree with the four of them, couldn't imagine that so many things would happen to the two bosses back then, and from the tone of the two, what the two said could be the truth. However, Hua Feng felt that what Tang Qian said was more credible. originally thought that because of the passage, the two would have such a big conflict. However, in fact, the two have a great hatred in the first place. If both of them did disgraceful things back then, especially people like Tyrone, if they killed their boss in order to get to the top, if they let their subordinates know, there is no doubt that his road will not last long. Therefore, if you want to guarantee such a secret, you will undoubtedly kill the other party's insider, because the dead will not tell the secret.

"Ahh The sound of fighting and fighting resounded all over this big hillside, and those prisoners who were weak or did not know martial arts first fell to the ground in pain**, and those who did not die immediately were quickly picked up by the other party with a long fruit knife and added a knife to his stomach or throat. The fight continued, and the prisoners fell to the ground and continued to get up and join the fight. It was only at this time that Hua Feng understood what the underworld was. And these prisoners are even more desperate than those underworld outside, for them, they are prisoners who have been sentenced to life imprisonment, or prisoners sentenced to more than ten or twenty years in prison, they just stay in this world, and feel that death is almost the same as life, so when the two sides fight, they are even more desperate. Blood was sprinkled all over the green grass and the white prison uniforms of the other party. At this time, there were no white prison uniforms, but blood-red prison uniforms full of blood. Hua Feng was not as excited as Lu Qing and the others, but took out his mobile phone from his body and stole all the hazy scenes of the fight, of course, he took it out now, took pictures openly, and no one would stop you, because those prisoners were constantly fighting. Of course, Hua Feng's eyes have been paying attention to Tang Qian and Tyrone.

When Tyrone, who was holding the fruit knife just now, rushed towards Tang Qian, Tang Qian, who was holding an iron rod, blocked the sharp fruit knife over there, and because the prisoners around both sides were basically people who knew martial arts, so the prisoners who were supposed to protect the two bosses immediately launched a fierce attack on each other when they saw each other, attacking each other's weaknesses and fighting to the death. So now it seems that those prisoners who can do martial arts are fighting more ruthlessly and even more desperately. The hooligans who know culture are terrible, but the underworld elements who know martial arts look even more terrifying!