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"Oh, I thought it was some kind of hero who was in trouble, but after a long time of trouble, I turned out to be a living man who licks sticks!" The scar-faced man belatedly shouted, and the prisoners in the room burst into laughter.

"What stick licking? He is a husband for an eunuch. How can he have a stick to lick? I think he is the one who stabbed people with a stick."

"Speaking of you country bumpkins, you really don't understand anything. If he was the one on top, why would he want to steal a man behind his back and risk his death?"

Amidst the roar of laughter, someone kicked Ling Xun fiercely on the side, half of his body that had managed to support himself fell back to the ground after all his previous efforts had been lost.

"Grandma's grandson, don't touch my bed!"

The skinny and bearded man who was talking to Scarface slammed over and pulled the haystack pressed by Ling Xun into his arms. Looking at Ling Xun with a painful face, he looked like an old hen in its nest, heartbroken. Look at the pile of weasel shit in the den.

"Hey, Mr. Ruan, why are you so uninterested? The little beauty is eager to roll into your bed, and you still push her outside?"

"Bah! Mr. Ruan, I only love big-breasted little girls, and I don't care for this kind of dead sleeve who can't tell the difference between male and female!"

Ling Xun listened to all the prisoners talking to each other, and was about to get up from the ground again, but someone grabbed his hair and lifted his head, instantly turning into a live chicken in the vegetable market , Let people turn it over and over to check things.

"Not to mention, this young man is really attractive, or we'll make fun of him today."

From the corner of his eye, Ling Xun caught a glimpse of the speaker, who was actually a kid who was about the same age as Fang Ke and Fang Jue.It's okay for a rough guy to talk dirty, after all, men are born with no good things.But if you don't learn well at a young age, and have so many bad things in your mind, how can you be okay when you grow up?

Probably because he was used to pulling a few monkey cubs at home, Ling Xun's "loving father" heart for raising children popped out at this time very inappropriately. Hearing the half-grown boy who was holding his hair, he let go of his hand with a cry of pain.

Ling Xun grabbed the boy's skirt with his backhand, like grabbing a chicken, and dragged him to a position where he could get his hands on. With a crisp slap, he slapped him across the face. After the slap was not counted, his nose was not his nose and his eyes were not his eyes, cursing: "Little bastard, you don't even know farts, and you still want to learn how to fuck like an adult. Is your hair all grown?"

Five distinct fingerprints instantly appeared on the skinny young man's face, his wolfdog eyes widened in surprise, and he was blinded by the beating. When he realized how much he had suffered, he immediately struggled hard, but that A thin white claw was wrapped around his wrist, and without much effort, it was like a pair of iron clamps, and he couldn't break free at all.

The young man reacted quickly, baring his small white teeth, raised his leg and kicked Shang Lingxun's face head-on.

What Ling Xun was waiting for was his little hoof, and the other hand quickly retracted, grabbing the boy's ankle with his chest, crossed his hands, and flipped the boy to the ground like twisting twists, and then turned over and bounced up, sitting on the boy's buttocks. On the stomach, the furry boy was pressed so that his eyes turned up, and his intestines were almost squeezed out.

"Good skill!"

Not only were the prisoners not annoyed by Ling Xun's violent outburst, they clapped their hands together strangely, judging by the situation, if they could find two coins in their arms now, they could throw them out as a reward.

"Ah, yay! Have a few tricks, come here and practice your hands with me!" The scarred face was covered with dark and firm flesh, like a strong cow rolled in mud, panting and screaming, he rushed forward, as if he was about to go to the kang. Pounce on daughter-in-law.

Someone next to him spit at him: "Hei Scar is so fucking shameless, Ah Cheng is young, and it is not shameful to make gestures, but you are well-rounded, and you have fought with a cripple, are you afraid that you will lose your old face when you go out in the future?"

The scar-faced copper bell stared wide-eyed, and roared angrily: "Scream! This gentleman can't move his legs and feet. At worst, I don't need my legs either. Let's play lame with him!"

Ling Xun didn't expect that his way of teaching the brat was like throwing a stone into the water, stirring up the stinky fish in the room, especially when he heard the words of these people, they seemed to be very familiar with each other. It's not just the friendship in the same prison, but it's very surprising.

The scar-faced man did exactly as he said, when he arrived in front of Ling Xun, he sat cross-legged on the ground, fixed his lower body, and grabbed his palm as big as a cattail fan, trying to snatch him from Ling Xun's hand.

The young man who was treated as a small bench was immediately moved with tears in his eyes, as if he was not willing to be like a fish, he writhed and struggled again, making Ling Xun who was sitting on him sway along with him.

The scar-faced man's moves are mediocre, but his palms are like the wind, which obviously contains good internal strength. Ling Xun did not deal with it easily, and he was sitting on a stubborn donkey who refused to obey him, which affected his moves even more. Caught by Scarface's palm wind, Ling Xun aimed at an opening, and swayed past the acupuncture points on the boy's body. Finally, taking advantage of Scarface's slashing approach, he combined his hands to block, and took advantage of the situation. With the inconspicuous handprints, the boy immediately calmed down, and became a cushion under Ling Xun's body.

Without the worry of sitting down, Ling Xun could focus more on dealing with Scarface. The two were only limited to fighting in the upper three lanes, and even after more than ten rounds, there was no victory or defeat.Ling Xun was more and more appreciative from the bottom of his heart, feeling that although this scar-faced man had a vicious face and vulgar words, there was no crooked way in his moves, and he was quite upright. If he met in another situation, maybe he could be persuaded to work under him.

This feeling of cherishing the king when we met each other late, fell on Ling Xun's face that looked like a bewitching monster, and it turned into a tender feeling with flirting eyebrows.

The scar-faced man lived nearly three years old, and lived a life of licking blood with a group of rough men all the year round. He had never seen such a soul-stirring evildoer. The dark thick skinned face was a little red from being burned.

Ling Xun's patience, which had been soaked in bad water, was almost worn out, and he was too lazy to entangle this man with positive moves, so taking advantage of the scarred man's unpreparedness, he poked both fingers between his legs, and a monkey poked Peach.The scar-faced man probably has never seen such a shameless person. He is still cross-legged, the door is wide open, and he is about to face the crisis of losing his children and grandchildren. He hastily withdrew his palms to protect his crotch in shock.

In this way, he fell into someone's tricks, but he didn't know that it was just a false move, Ling Xun's poke was only halfway, taking advantage of his scarred face to guard the Yangmen, he leaned forward with his upper body, and grabbed his scarred shortskin with both hands. Lifting the hem of the clothes upwards, it is actually directly picking up other people's clothes.But he didn't take it all off, he just covered Scarface's head with a hood, and at the same time stretched the sleeves, quickly wrapped the sleeves around his armpit, tied them again, and tied them into a beautiful knot.

Scarface was tied up in his clothes, and he couldn't push his head out, and couldn't move his arms away. He wriggled like a worm, causing the audience to roar with laughter.

Scarface lost this round. Obviously, he is the best fighter in this group. Since he didn't take advantage of it, the others would not easily come out and make a fool of themselves, so they looked at Ling Xun more. A bit of probing, amidst the commotion, the rogue nature was aroused, and they were actually winking and preparing to come in groups of three or four to fight.

Ling Xun was not afraid of these people going up together, he was trying to recall the few formations he had mastered, and weighed which one was available, when he heard a person in the corner of the cell say: "Calm down, don't you?" Didn't realize that this little brother is an old friend of ours?"