The cold-blooded president chased his wife to the crematorium after the divorce

The man sat leisurely in the chair, half of his outline submerged in shadow, his eyes slightly closed, his dark eyelashes pressing heavily against his eyelids, his thin lips tightly pursed under his high nose bridge, and he exuded an aloof and indifferent aura.

As long as he sat there, he was like a king, with a natural aura all over his body.

He just sat there, and just staring at his handsome face was enough to make one imagine a lot.

He is as exquisite and beautiful as a fine work of art carved naturally by Nuwa, God's favorite, noble, handsome and charming.

Almost all the people in their prison are serious criminals or criminal geniuses who are under state surveillance, and Li Jingxing is like a little white rabbit who accidentally broke in.

The little white rabbit is still so cute.

Brother Biao felt that what Monkey said was right. He walked towards the empty area in the middle and looked at the handsome man.

"Boy, how did you get in?"

"How many people were killed?"

More than a dozen people surrounded Li Jingxing. Before Brother Biao went to prison, he was a great tyrant in Southeast Asia, Europe and the United States. He was capable of murder and arson.

Even the warden had to save some face in front of him. Although he was in prison, the forces outside were still consolidated and it would only take a few minutes to kill someone.

Brother Biao looked at the little white rabbit with a scrutinizing and threatening gaze. There were no women in the prison, and people like him couldn't get out. If he couldn't see women for a long time, he could only think of men.

Penghu Island is surrounded by the sea and is an isolated island. It is heavily guarded on all sides, and it is extremely difficult to get out.

A place in the Asia-Pacific region specifically for holding special criminals.

The people above would rather kill everyone in this prison than allow them to escape!

"Hey, kid, my brother Biao is talking to you! Didn't you hear me!!!" The monkey was used to taking advantage of the power of others. With the support of brother Biao, he wanted to take it out on Li Jingxing, the pretty boy, when he thought about being beaten up.

Before his hand could touch the person, he was kicked away!

Gu Shuangshuang hid in the dark with one eye open, stunned.

He is dead!

He is absolutely dead!

Anyone who dares to provoke Brother Biao will definitely die. Gu Shuangshuang could not imagine what would happen to this man.

The monkey was kicked away and lay on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Brother Biao's face suddenly darkened. He stared at the young man in front of him with a fierce and terrifying look in his eyes: "Young man, don't be so reckless."

"Didn't your father teach you how to be a man?"

Li Jingxing's sinister eyes hid a bloodthirsty smile. He stared at him coldly with contempt and indifference.

This man's cold and indifferent attitude is simply hateful!

Brother Biao laughed angrily. He gave a look to his men. He looked at Li Jingxing coldly, with disdain and contempt, and his eyes were fierce: "Teach him how to be a man."

"Yes! Brother Biao!"

Brother Biao looked at his men surrounding Li Jingxing and sneered with contempt.

Here, he is the boss.

There are always a few troublemakers among the newcomers who are unwilling to obey orders, but they will become well behaved after a few beatings.

Brother Biao sat leisurely on the chair, waiting for the young man to be beaten into submission.

Brother Biao sat on a chair with one leg bent and crossed over the chair, his eyes fixed on Li Jingxing. Someone massaged his shoulders consciously. Brother Biao enjoyed watching the little white rabbit-like man fall into despair, and looked forward to seeing despair and fear in his eyes.

Gee tut.

That kind of look is really pleasing and fascinating, especially when a person is desperately begging for mercy and crying before dying, which makes Brother Biao enjoy it very much.

They play with people's hearts and treat them like prey and pets. To this group of people, human life is the least valuable thing, while guns, ammunition and drugs are the top-quality goods.

When Brother Biao was at his peak, he dominated Southeast Asia, Europe and the United States, and he had countless "piglets" imprisoned under his command.

No matter how stubborn and unyielding a man is, he will have to be tamed once he enters the room.

What's more, he is just a pretty boy with some good looks.

Li Jingxing was surrounded by a dozen strong men, like a lamb among a pack of wolves.

There was only the sound of a fist hitting flesh, followed by the loud crash of a chair being smashed.

Gu Shuangshuang covered her eyes and dared not watch the bloody scene that followed.

Before Brother Biao could come to his senses, he saw wailing everywhere on the ground.

The man he wanted to teach a lesson was holding a bloody chair in his hand. His forehead was broken and blood was still dripping down. The man stood there, staring at him with bloodthirsty eyes.

That look was like looking at the god of death.

More than a dozen men failed to kill a man.

Brother Biao sat stiffly in the chair and swallowed hard.

Who is this man?!?!

The sound of fighting attracted the attention of the warden. The engine suddenly started to roar and a group of uniformed personnel carrying electric batons rushed in.

Brother Biao looked at Li Jingxing in front of him with an expressionless face and bloodshot eyes staring at him. He felt creepy and terrified, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

Brother Biao has always had a terrible intuition about danger, otherwise, he would not be alive today.

Brother Biao's intuition told him that he might have provoked a madman who was not afraid of death.

Li Jingxing would fight to the death, with a ruthless heart and no mercy. He did not take his own life seriously. When fists hit him, he seemed not to be afraid of the pain. Those lying on the ground were either missing arms or legs.

Li Jingxing's arm was also broken. He twisted the broken part with one hand and heard a "crackling" sound. The man connected the bone without any pain or groan, and there was no trace of pain on his face.

He was like a killing machine, cold and terrifying.

Seeing this fearless man, Biao Ge's men around did not dare to approach him.

Brother Biao's expression suddenly changed, and he felt uneasy.

He saw Li Jingxing rushing towards him with a chair dripping with blood. Brother Biao's face changed instantly, he became flustered and terrified.

Brother Biao hurriedly shouted: "Quick, quick, quick! Stop him for me!"

After shouting, Brother Biao ran straight towards the prison administrator.

Li Jingxing chased after him with a bloody chair in his hand and a sinister look in his eyes. He would kill anyone who dared to stop him.

The man was like a killer god. Even with blood on his forehead and broken head, his eyes were still filled with terrifying and cold murderous intent and hostility.

Such a fearless and desperate killer makes people stay away from him!

When Brother Biao heard the footsteps behind him, his heart rose to his throat and he began to yell for help: "Warden!"

"I'm telling you, don't mess around, this is a prison!"

Li Jingxing gave Brother Biao a bloodthirsty smile with sinister eyes, with scarlet blood on his forehead: "I'm already in jail, and I'm still afraid of death?"

Brother Biao's body trembled slightly, and he shouted fiercely: "Dean! Dean!!"