Reborn Noble Prisoner

He looked down, looked indifferently, and slowly pursed his thin lips while his eyes flickered.

Duan Luo didn't care about him, and was irritatedly brushing his hair. From time to time, his eyes glanced at the position where Qiao Bai Xiaosinuo was standing, but the more he looked, the more upset he became, he couldn't even stand still, and moved his feet to that side Take two steps, think about it, then take a step back, move up two steps, think about it, and then take a step back...

Come on!Don't have a face!Duan Luo was so angry that he wanted to kick someone, his eyes were red.

At the beginning of the door to the ice room, he was stupid. He rushed over and scratched the wall for a long time. Halo he dragged away.Mom, so what if everyone came out alive, Duan Luo let his brother run away!

Don't fucking say that Long Teng is his brother, Long Teng is not even a bird, Qiao Bai is his brother!Of course brothers and wives are also brothers!Aww - Young Master Bai!Xiao Bao!

Duan Luo's teeth were itching to bite.

"Come on, I'll explain to them." Anser said suddenly.

Hearing what he said, Duan Luo became angry and yelled at him: "Explain what?! How to explain?! Say I was knocked unconscious by your bitch and dragged away?! You want me to be laughed at Is the person dead!!!" Glaring fiercely, he pushed the person with gritted teeth, and walked away.

Anser stood there stiff for a long time, his fingers hanging by his side clenched unconsciously, and the muscles in his limbs were slightly sore.

He stared at Duan Luo's figure leaning against the corner of the wall for a while, then suddenly pulled the corner of his lips lightly, and the glimmer of light in his eyes did not know what kind of affection it contained, it was fleeting, and even a trace was gone No, slowly relaxed his body, turned his head to look at the place where Qiao Bai Xiaosuo was standing, pursed his lips, and then walked over.

Slave Island 037 Arena

Duan Luo is not a good smoker, but when he is irritable, he will smoke occasionally.

Dirk threw a cigarette over, he took it casually, bit it in his mouth, twirled the lighter with his fingertips, lit it with a click, and leaned there to smoke it boredly.

The man with the hedgehog head flicked the cigarette, smiled and leaned to the side, his snow wolf-like eyes glistened with green diamonds, he stared at Duan Luo coldly and smiled: "What's wrong? You're in a bad mood?"

Duan Luo snorted and laughed while biting his cigarette, turned his face and glanced at him lazily, blew a smoke ring at him, turned back, and smiled with the corners of his mouth up: "It's cool. Why are you upset? I still expect to rush out of this ghost where?"

Dirk laughed twice, stretched out his hand to pat him, grinned and said, "I said A Luo, you will withdraw as soon as Brother Long falls down, do you owe an account to the brothers in the second district?"

Duan Luo squinted his eyes, seemingly unintentionally glanced at the hand pinching his shoulder, slightly hooked his lips, caught the cigarette with his fingers, and poked the back of the opponent's hand with a snort, his skin was charred and black.

"Fuckyourmom!" As if his tail had been stepped on, Dirk was furious and punched him with a wave of his hand.

Duan Luo sneered, raised his hand and grabbed the opponent's angry fist, raised his arrogant eyebrows, punched out with his left hand, kicked the person to the wall with his foot, stepped on the opponent's chest with thick-soled military boots, and wiped his mouth. He waved at the other party, leaned over and said word by word: "Fuckmymom? Ha! Comeom, Ifyoucan!"

Dirk was aroused by him, he was a little dizzy and immediately sobered up, shook his head, stared at Duan Luo with a distorted face, spit out half a broken tooth, his strong body resisted the force of Duan Luo's legs, and suddenly counterattacked.

The large fists and kicks immediately attracted attention, and the eyes of the prisoners swished over. On the high platform, the prison guards standing guard raised their guns when they saw the fight.

Duan Luo was upset, and he was venting his anger. He didn't care that the gang of son-of-a-bitch prison guards pointed their guns at his head, grabbed Dirk and beat him violently. His fists hit his head like a storm, and the bloody feeling made him excited. Incomparably, all the violent factors were aroused at once, and just as the curtain was about to end happily, someone kicked his feet from behind and flew straight out, hitting the wall hard with a thud, almost knocking his shoulder off.

"Fuck! I'm doing it..." Duan Luo rubbed his shoulders and got up, his face was ashen and was about to growl, when he raised his eyes, half of the cursing words in his mouth were silenced, and he laughed dryly with a stiff face, and patted his hair, "... ...Young Master Bai."

Qiao Bai glanced over with emerald eyes, and smiled slightly: "Are you dry?"

Duan Luo glanced guiltily, glanced away, and saw Xiao Sinuo standing in the crowd with his arms folded and looking at him coldly. Suddenly turned his lower body, Duan Luo's eyelids twitched instantly, just moved his footsteps and stepped back abruptly, shook his bloody hand, ran to Deke who was beaten by him, and pulled him off the ground After procrastinating, the two brothers patted Dirk nicely, and said to the crowd of onlookers: "Let's break up, it's nothing to do, it's just to relieve the tension." Saying that, they carried the tall and strong Dirk haha laughed.

Dirk's face was covered in blood from his beating, and his wolf eyes could hardly be opened. He stood up and shook again and again. His face was so humiliated that he wanted to tear him apart. With the desire to punch the opponent's head, he punched Duan Luo, and before he hit Duan Luo's face, he heard a sinister laugh on his forehead, and his arm was suddenly caught by the baton.

Dirk's eyes slowly slid down the baton, and when he met Dai Singer's smiling eyes, his blood red face immediately turned pale.

"Hey, I said Dirk, who are you protesting against?" Dai Singer waved to Duan Luo, told him to go aside, picked up the big man, raised his baton and poked his eyes, "I'm standing like this Eye-catching, you can't even see it? Or are you blind from the start?"

Dirk was stunned by that overly warm smile, his pupils contracted, and he suddenly spoke incoherently: "...No, no, sir, I, I really didn't see..." After finishing his sentence, he felt something was wrong , his face became even paler, "...Oh, no, I mean, I mean..."

"You mean you are blind from the beginning?" Dai Singer nodded understandingly, grabbed the other party, and smiled sinisterly, the movement of lightly licking his lips was suddenly stained with a bloodthirsty taste, and his knee suddenly hit Germany He choked his stomach, whipped his baton in his hand, and threw it at the opponent's eyes. With a howl, the executioner kicked the person away, stepped on it, and beat him to the head and face again. He laughed while beating, "Mom! People! How dare you make a mistake on such a glorious day! Just see that I have itchy hands today, don’t you?”

The blood flowed into a thin stream, the skull burst, and the yellow-white brains burst out. A group of prisoners surrounded the surroundings. The smell of blood made them restless, but they all put on an indifferent face. A little bit of laughter, because no one wants to be their next turn.

On the high platform, the prison guards had their guns in their hands, and the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at the bottom. Once there was a riot, shooting was the best way.

Dai Singer was refreshed, he took off his gloves and threw away the baton with blood and brain matter in his hands, he took the new gloves handed over by his subordinates and slowly put them on, crossed his fingers, and waved for someone to dispose of the corpse.

His eyes swept across the audience quietly, and he seemed to be quite satisfied. He kicked on his military boots, pulled the tie loosely hanging around his neck with his fingers, narrowed his topaz-colored sullen eyes, and said with a smile at the corner of his mouth: "Okay, I'm in a good mood , you are also happy, the farce is officially over, and you have to do what you have to do."

Everyone laughed twice with stiff faces.

"Hey, Ah Luo!" Dai Singer walked to Duan Luo leisurely with fox trot, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "You said you can't catch my pigtail once?"

Duan Luo wiped the wound on the corner of his mouth and laughed dryly: "Your hands are too strong, I'm afraid you'll get bald just once."

Dai Singer grinned, rubbed his fingers habitually, put his hands behind his back, looked at Duan Luo and said, "Forget it, whatever you say with your mouth is like farting, although this fart is quite fragrant, every time They always call me Wenxiang Zhuma.”

The corner of Duan Luo's mouth twitched, and his eyes swept away. Everyone seemed to be holding back their laughter to the point of internal injury.

Young Master Duan was instantly embarrassed.When did the old virgin joke advance?

Dai Singer played a few words of Dai's humor casually, and then he led the people away with satisfaction.

Duan Luo watched the person walk away, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.Mom, the perverted aura is really extraordinary, not strong, but it is so cold that it froze him to death.

Flipping my hair, I suddenly remembered something, my eyes swished around, and my mood fell down again in an instant.

"Damn! It's gone!" Duan Luo cursed angrily.

"Here." Xiao Sinuo glanced at Duan Hongmao who hit the wall, folded his arms and curled his lips lightly, and greeted.

Qiao Bai leaned on the side, raised his chin and glanced at Xiao Si Nuo with a smile: "Didn't you say that he didn't care whether he lived or died?"

Xiao Sinuo cut his voice, turned his face away: "It's none of my business. It's not my brother."

Duan Luo didn't have the face to go there at first, and looked at him pitifully for several times, but when he heard Xiao Sinuo's words, he immediately flew over and rubbed against him: "Oh! Xiao Bao! Brother! We are Iron Man! Dude!"

"Get lost!" Xiao Sinuo gave him a cold look, and kicked him away.

Young Master Duan scratched the wall unwillingly and hummed: "Xiao Bao...Xiao Baobao...Xiao Meiren..."

Qiao Bai raised his fingers and rubbed the center of his brows, with a look of unbearable expression, he punched him with a wave of his hand, and smiled gently: "Shut your farting mouth. Wen Xiang Zhuma Dai is not here."

"..." Duan Luo's lips trembled, his momentum lost, he paused for a while, and said without confidence: "...Bai Shao, it is wrong to bully others."

Qiao Bai raised his eyebrows, and said calmly: "My wife is used to hurt, and my brother is used to bully."

"You forget righteousness when you see color, you forget righteousness when you see color...