I run a prison in Marvel

"It's okay, I believe you can handle it!" Xia Yan's eyes were firm.

John was stunned for a moment. A veteran driver like him would not be frightened after seeing this scene many times, but a young man like Xia Yan who had "never seen the world" could still be so calm. He admired the courage alone.

However, the experienced John still signaled the four of them to move towards the SORT team, and Xia Yan followed obediently.

Although Xia Yan looked calm, what he was thinking in his heart was: "There are still three or four minutes left before you can receive the reward, let's take a gamble!"

However, Xia Yan dared to be so calm because there were only a dozen prisoners fighting together, and more people were just making noises and shouting loudly.

There were sporadic conflicts among the onlookers, but they had not yet reached the point of fighting each other.

Without looking at the prison guards in the cafeteria, they just pulled out the electric batons and shouted to other prisoners to stay away from the conflict area.

Xia Yan can also understand that prison life is so boring. Fighting and making noises are the main entertainment activities for the prisoners. The prison administrators are also happy to let them vent from time to time.

Moreover, Xia Yan could also tell from the reactions of "veteran drivers" like John around him that this was just a trivial matter. The reason why he had to protect him and leave just now was probably because he was afraid of him.

The purpose of calling the SORT team in was to show his new boss his business capabilities.

Sure enough, the SORT team only sent eight members into the cafeteria. When the prisoners in the cafeteria who were making noises saw that the SORT team had entered, they extended their middle fingers and spat at the prison guards, showing their ruthless nature, and shut up. Back away from the conflict area and be as skilled as you can be.

The prisoners who were "happily" fighting each other glanced at the prison guards who were approaching quickly and were shocked. "What's going on? It's just a fight today. We don't even use the equipment. Why did we call timeout? I'm even sweating." Not even out?"

Although the prisoners fighting each other felt that they had not had enough fun today, they could only turn their fists into pushing palms and follow the force of each other's pushing to move away from each other.

Under the protection of four people, Xia Yan calmly watched how a "after-dinner exercise"-level prison fight was quickly quelled, and even had the time to peel an egg and eat it.

Suddenly, a scream came from a group of prisoners very close to Xia Yan, and the surrounding prisoners quickly dispersed.

I saw a black prisoner lying on the ground, his thighs covered with blood, screaming repeatedly, and next to him was a bald white man, holding a bloody screwdriver in his hand, with a confused look on his face.

The bald white man raised his head and met Xia Yan's eyes. Then he looked down at the screwdriver in his hand and hurriedly threw it away, shouting: "It's not me, it's not me!"

But the black man who was stabbed obviously had an unusual identity. Soon a group of black men rushed out. Some went to rescue him, while others rushed to the bald white man, trying to catch the "murderer."

The identity of the bald white man is not simple, because a group of white men who are also bald rushed out from behind him.

Black gangs meet skinheads!

The two sides have been grudges for a long time, and today they saw blood again!In an instant, they were fighting together, fists hitting the flesh, and blood flying everywhere.

At this time, even a veteran like John changed his mind and hurriedly called the remaining SORT members on the walkie-talkie to prepare to enter the cafeteria, and ordered the SORT team that had entered before and the prison guards in the cafeteria itself to rush here quickly to stop the conflict.

Recreational fights between prisoners are not on the same level as fights between gangs.

What is Xia Yan doing at this time?

He was staring at a young, muscular, handsome white man with short hair in the crowd.

Don't get me wrong, Xia Yan's sexual orientation is normal.

He stared at the short-haired white man because he recognized him as the one who was knocked away and then smashed onto someone else's dining table.And Xia Yan happened to see this guy next to the injured black man and the murderer's bald head.

Xia Yan's intuition told him that this short-haired white man was deliberately causing trouble.Damn it, you actually dare to cause trouble on my territory!

When I get out safely, I must give you some color to see!

The places where the two conflicts occurred happened to be at two corners of the canteen. The SORT team that had entered the canteen was more than 200 meters away from Xia Yan, and the SORT team that was about to enter the canteen was also nearly [-] meters away from Xia Yan.

The four of Xia Yan are now isolated and helpless, but relatively safe because the conflict has not affected them yet.

The skinheads suddenly exploded, and the black gang was pushed back. Behind them were Xia Yan and other prison guards.

One of the black men was unsteady on his feet and fell over with a crash. Brian, Wood and Ricardo, who were protecting Xia Yan in front, subconsciously wanted to push these people away.

But the black men were already on top, and suddenly they realized that the ones pushing them were some white men, including a bald man. They thought he was being outflanked by skinheads, so they punched him without thinking.

Of course, maybe the black man just wanted to take the opportunity to vent his anger on the prison guards who usually "oppressed" him.

Although Brian blocked the punch, he was involved in the conflict.

Although the three people except Xia Yan were rich in experience, their number was too small and they were dispersed in an instant. The handsome Xia Yan was bundled into a group of vicious prisoners.

"Fuck you! Non-chiefs shouldn't bet!"

Xia Yan, who was coerced into the prison, now felt very regretful. In just a few seconds, he received five or six elbow blows and his feet were stepped on several times.If it hadn't been for the strengthening of a wave of "pole dancing" before, which made his body much stronger, he might have been knocked down long ago.

Xia Yan didn't dare to fight back at this time, because once he fought back, he would probably be focused on, and he could only squeeze out as hard as he could.

Suddenly, Xia Yan felt his buttocks being pinched hard. When he looked back, he saw a middle-aged white man with a big body and a round waist ogling him!

A fat man who looks like he weighs over 300 pounds is ogling you. Is there anything scarier than this?

Have!

The fat man took advantage of Xia Yan's stunned moment and firmly grasped his right shoulder with his left hand, while his right hand directly grabbed his crotch!

Xia Yan only had one thought in his mind at this time: "Am I going to become the worst time traveler?"

Complete the inspection mission (2/9) and receive the reward: Introduction to Wuming Boxing (Level [-])

etc!I still have a system!

The next second, Xia Yan raised his left knee like lightning, knocking the fat man's right hand away. Then he put his left hand on the fat man's right hand, accurately grasped the fat man's index fingers, and gently broke them.

The 300-pound fat man's face instantly turned red in pain, but it aroused his fierceness and slapped Xia Yan hard with his right hand.

Xia Yan's right hand came up to block the blow, and his arm went numb. This fat man was really strong, so it would be unwise to bear it hard.

In the next second, Xia Yan let go of the opponent's fingers with his left hand and held the opponent's right arm with his left arm. He retracted his right hand to punch and punched the opponent's nose.

Blood instantly flowed from the fat man's face, and he subconsciously moved his hands to protect his face, thus completely exposing the space on his chest.

A move flashed through Xia Yan's mind. He stretched out both arms, with the middle finger, ring finger, and little finger of his left and right hands touching the palms of his hands. The sides of his index finger and thumb were like pliers to clamp the two heads on the fat man's chest.

Then twist it outwards hard!

Ga. . .The fat man screamed out in pain. The sound was so loud that the prisoners fighting around him were so frightened that they stopped fighting each other.

The prisoners saw a Chinese young man with a handsome face grabbing the head of a fat white man weighing more than 300 pounds and twisting it wildly.

Xia Yan was also confused!Why should I twist the other person’s head!Moreover, why did this fat man's eyes start to look different, as if he still had a little bit of enjoyment in the pain?

Xia Yan was so frightened that he quickly retracted his hands!Then he saw a flash of disappointment in the fat man's eyes.

Gan!I'll beat you to death, you pervert!

Xia Yan's legs flew into the air with force, his body turned half a circle in the air, and his right leg swung out in a sharp arc and kicked the fat man's neck hard.

boom!The fat man fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

Xia Yan, on the other hand, landed steadily, standing tall and straight!

At this time, Brian and others took the opportunity to rush out from the surroundings, surrounded Xia Yan in the middle again, and moved together towards the approaching SORT team.

Perhaps they were shocked by Xia Yan's handsome and ferocious movements, so none of the prisoners moved.

At this time, Xia Yan, who was being pushed forward, suddenly asked John: "Did I not disgrace my uncle just now?"

John paused, "In such a situation, Mr. Xia will leave immediately."

Xia Yan:......