Taoist Quick Wear

House No. 4 has an even number, and House No. 3 is opposite. There are numbers printed on the prison uniforms on the right chest of each person.

No one said anything, everyone chose their opponent.

In front of Si Qingyan was a bald man covered in scars, with a ferocious smile and no weapons.

A fist as big as a casserole came at him, but Si Qingyan easily dodged it.

The bald man hit again, but Si Qingyan tried to hide again.

Others used their bodies to catch him, or their arms, or their palms, but they didn't avoid it like Si Qingyan did.

The bald man didn't hit or get angry, but instead grinned.

Bai Limo walked towards this side with a whip in hand, looking at Si Qingyan,

"No. 188 is out."

Si Qingyan glanced at the back of her hand and said, yes, that's right.

Si Qingyan is very relaxed and has a natural posture.

In Bai Limo's eyes, this attitude was undoubtedly contempt.

Contempt for the rules of the Black Court.

"Ten lashes." Bai Limo's voice was as cold as ice, and even the surrounding temperature dropped a lot. He has an ice talent. If he is too strong, his power will overflow if he is not deliberately controlled.

Si Qingyan didn't have a particularly close relationship with his roommate. When Zhao Ritian, Ye Liangchen and Lu Mao saw him being called out by Bai Limo, they felt unmoved and even wanted to watch the fun. Lu Mao was still feeling regretful in his heart. If Lang Mie was injured, he might be weak and weak when he hits him, which would affect the effect.

Si Qingyan didn't speak either. Now he has a feeling of saltiness from the bottom of his heart, and wants to do something to relieve himself of all the work in the black court. From now on, he will watch other people suffering and suffering while he drinks tea, cracks melon seeds and so on. His wishes are so plain and simple, easy to satisfy, and have lower requirements than those of retired veteran cadres. He has never thought about salary at all.

The onlookers are looking forward to a bloody feast.

Warden Bai seems to be in a bad mood today. He usually only gives five lashes.

Generally, with one whip, the crispy skin will break into two pieces. If it is a little stronger, even if it is whipped five times, blood and flesh will fly everywhere, exposing the beating internal organs and bones inside. That kind of abundant, straightforward and vivid vitality is undoubtedly pleasing to the eye.

Their lives are too dull and routine, and they need a little freshness. They are all a group of heinous prisoners with no morals at all and a disregard for life. If this novelty is about Warden Bai and death, it will undoubtedly be more worth looking forward to.

They were eager to see the scene where the silver whip was whipped and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

A sound broke through the air——

Si Qingyan stretched out her hand to catch Bai Limo's whip indifferently.

His current body has not yet been strengthened to its maximum extent. A whip mark was cut on the palm of his hand by the force, and the bright red blood was repelled by the stance around the silver whip and dripped to the ground.

Bai Limo was stunned. He didn't expect No. 188 to be able to catch the whip.

The whip is not light in strength, and it also comes with his own ice ability.

No. 188 seems to be completely unaffected.

For the first time, he began to take a closer look at No. 188.

Young and beautiful.

The word "beautiful" seems inappropriate to describe a man, but No. 188 has an indescribable temperament that makes people want to get close to him. Furthermore, his appearance is really outstanding, not the kind of dazzling beauty, but the kind of gentleness and comfort.

Bai Limo was actually in a trance. It was not like this on No. 188 last time.

"A fight?" Si Qingyan held the whip and pulled it.

Bai Limo let go and the silver whip came out.

Si Qingyan was stunned as she held the silver whip. He just wanted to pull it, but he didn't expect it to be snatched away.

For a moment, the entire training ground was suffocated.

"Are you provoking me?" Bai Limo was surprised.

He doesn't think No. 188 has the strength to fight with him.

If a fight really breaks out, he will definitely hit hard in order to maintain his dignity.

He clearly remembered the origins of every prisoner in the Black Court. No. 188 was born in a very short time. As an experimental subject, he had a high IQ but deliberately concealed it. When the research institute planned to use him to conduct a dangerous experiment, No. 188 escaped and remotely controlled the entire research base to self-destruct. Then he showed great aggression and seriously injured many law enforcement officers. The charges were too serious and the death penalty was more than enough, and he was eventually thrown into a black court.

The highest level of combat power shown by No. 188 is only B level. He seems to have some physical defects. Logically speaking, this kind of artificial object cannot have too strong combat power. Bai Limo suddenly hoped that No. 188 would admit his mistake and that he would use less force with these ten whips. The two of them would each take a step back and let the matter go safely.

"Yes. If I win, let me become a special case of the Black Court. I will go to the battlefield recruitment, and other matters will be exempted." If Si Qingyan was not too salty, he might have brought up the idea of ​​becoming the warden.

"Yes, if you lose, you will die." Seeing that No. 188 did not realize the seriousness of this matter, Bai Limo reminded him.

"I won't lose." Si Qingyan smiled.

He is now like a level 1000 super super super boss who is about to compete with a level 80 "boss". Thinking about how to do it, so that the level 80 "big guy" can lose more naturally.

"Here, still?" Seeing that No. 188 was determined to commit suicide, Bai Limo said nothing more.

He will hold back and save No. 188's life.

"Anything is fine." Si Qingyan has a very Buddhist mentality and just wants to live in peace and quiet.

"That's it, you go first." Bai Limo pursed his lips slightly and didn't pay much attention to this battle.

Today was just a slightly less peaceful day in the dark court for him. Compared to the thrilling moments on the battlefield, the moment seemed insignificant.

"Um."

Si Qingyan threw Bai Limo's silver whip back.

Bai Limo caught it and continued to wait.

Si Qingyan saw that he had to be modest, and in his heart he felt the good character of this young man, and the frost in his hand condensed into a long sword. There was no need to take out the Flower God Sword in this small scene. After several battles, he had begun to feel that the sword was the most handy, and he had abandoned his previous habit of hitting people with heavy objects.

Bai Limo saw that he condensed a frost sword, the hilt and the blade were very beautiful, and even the lines were clearly visible, and the details showed the truth, so he couldn't help but be more serious. Even if No. 188 awakened his ability and broke through to Class A, what would happen? He still turned his hand and suppressed.

On the training ground, everyone was paying attention to this battle.

They all guessed in their hearts how No. 188 would die. Was he frozen into a statue by the warden, instantly turned into red snow powder, or was he directly whipped into two pieces by a whip?

Everyone had seen Bai Limo on the battlefield. He was a killing machine. He was called the "Frost Tyrant" by the alien race and ranked tenth on the must-kill list. Even assassination was rewarded generously, regardless of success or failure.

As soon as Si Qingyan drew her sword, everything was over.

That sword seemed slow and even lazy to everyone, but everyone felt that they were being targeted by the sword and could not dodge.

Bai Limo's eyes flashed with a trace of ice-blue light because of astonishment. The sword at his neck seemed to be as exquisite as a work of art, but it contained a terrifying power. A sense of fatal threat rose in his heart, and he dared not move after this sword.

Many conspiracies flashed through his mind in an instant, for example, this was a spy from an alien race. For example, this was a traitor of the human race, who was assassinated for a high reward. Everything was premeditated.

Otherwise, why would such a terrifying strong man appear in the Black Court and make such an invitation in public?

The conditions proposed by No. 188 now seem like a joke.

"Is it okay? My hands are a little sore."

Si Qingyan saw that Bai Limo still did not admit defeat, and took the initiative to remind him.

Bai Limo moved out and looked at Si Qingyan seriously. There was no murderous intent in his eyes. His voice was hoarse:

"Let's talk."

"Okay." Si Qingyan looked easy to talk to.

"Stay where you are." Bai Limo turned around and gave another instruction.

Bai Limo brought Si Qingyan to his private reception room and even poured her a cup of tea. He asked:

"Can I know why you are here?"

"You are not inferior to any king."

"Wait for someone. Wait for Si Qingheng."

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