Chapter 80 The End of the Battle

Yang Yi was walking towards the new cell, wherever he went, the prisoners would cheer wildly and shout.

"You are dead! I bought you to lose, you are dead."

"Your head will be flattened!"

"I bought you to win, and if you make me lose I'll piss on your dead body, bastard! You have to give me the win!"

With all kinds of shouts, every prisoner seemed very excited, but Yang Yi's expression was very complicated.

Yang Yi sometimes looked very excited, and sometimes looked very dazed, but most of the time, he seemed panicked and helpless.

Of course the prisoners could see Yang Yi's performance. Those who hoped that he would lose would beat him with various languages, and of course there were also those who wanted him to win. These people would try to cheer Yang Yi up, but never It is impossible to hear those particularly exciting words from their mouths, except for threats, there is only abuse, so they just changed their way to attack Yang Yi.

Finally he arrived at the new cell, and after standing at the door of the new cell, Yang Yi's eyes lit up for the last time.

There was no one in the new cell, and there were bunk beds. Buddy really did it, and he helped Yang Yi get everything he needed.

The cell door opened, and Yang Yi walked in. After the iron door was closed, he quickly turned around and whispered to the prison guard: "When will the boxing champion come?"

The prison guard looked at Yang Yi with complicated eyes. He didn't answer Yang Yi's question, and just turned around and walked away.

It was getting dark soon, and the lights would be turned off at nine o'clock. Yang Yi felt that the boxing champion would come before the lights were turned off, so he still had time, but it couldn't be too much time.

Yang Yi threw his things on the upper bunk, and then he quickly climbed up.

Climbing to the upper bunk, Yang Yi looked at the height of the bunk, and then he untied his plastic hammer from his waist as quickly as possible, took a look at the curved arc of the stick, and swung it lightly twice. After trying the feel, I didn't try to straighten the bent stick, but kept the arc of the stick.

Pulling out the three-edged thorn from his waist, he held it tightly in his hand, and then Yang Yi began to look for a comfortable and easy-to-exert posture.

Holding the plastic stick in his right hand and the triangular thorn in his left hand, Yang Yi knelt on the bed, squatted on the bed after feeling it for a while, then sat on the bed, and finally, he chose to kneel on the bed because only this The posture allows him to maintain the strength of the attack to the greatest extent.

Just when Yang Yi was still looking for a suitable posture, he heard footsteps, and then he heard the cheers of the prisoners.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Yi closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his face changed from indifferent to panic and helpless.

The boxing champion stood at the door of the cell, and then he met Yang Yi's eyes through the iron bars.

The boxing champion smiled at Yang Yi, very happily.

The prison guard opened the boxing champion's handcuffs outside, and after waiting for the cell door to open, the boxing king couldn't wait to walk into the cell.

"No one is allowed to move until I leave."

After a loud warning, the prison guard looked at Yang Yi who was on the upper bunk, then at the boxing champion in front of him, and suddenly said loudly, "Close the door!"

At this moment, Yang Yi suddenly yelled.

"Don't go! Take me out of here, don't go!"

Yang Yi shouted at the top of his lungs, the prison guard glanced at Yang Yi, but after a little hesitation, he turned and left.

The prison guard left, and the boxing champion turned his head to look at the prison guard's back, then turned to look at Yang Yi, took a long breath, and said to Yang Yi fiercely, "Are you scared?"

Yang Yi had a vicious look on his face, but his viciousness was all a posturing no matter how you looked at it.

"Don't come, don't come! I warn you not to come!"

Yang Yi yelled ferociously at the boxing champion, but the boxing champion took a step forward with a happy smile, and then he stopped again.

The boxing champion stretched his hand to the back of his waist, and then he slowly pulled out a small knife about twenty centimeters long. The second half of the knife was wrapped with cloth, and the real sharp edge was only five or six centimeters long. .

Holding the knife between two fingers, the boxing champion smiled and said: "I can kill you with my fist, do you know what this is used for? I am going to use this to slow you down after beating you so hard that you can't move." Slowly cutting around on you, are you ready to enjoy it?"

Yang Yi gasped for breath, and the boxing champion smiled and said, "Why don't you talk, aren't you very good at talking? Oh, I will cut off your tongue in the end, and you still have a chance to talk."

Yang Yi was like a child hiding on the bed, he only had to cover his head with the quilt, he backed up on the upper bed, all the way to the edge, and then he shouted hoarsely.

"Fake Oil! Fake! You ballless sissy, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

The current Yang Yi is just a poor guy who seized the opportunity to scold a few more words before he died, so he can only hurry up and make some money on his lips.

But the boxing champion was still irritated.

The boxing champion suddenly threw the knife in his hand to the ground, and rushed towards Yang Yi.

It was only two steps away, and the boxing champion grabbed Yang Yi as soon as he stretched out his hand.

Yang Yi raised his modified hammer and smashed it down on the boxing champion's face.

The boxing champion used to be a professional boxer. Although boxing is not allowed to use legs, the boxer's footsteps are very flexible. If he stood on flat ground, Yang Yi would not be able to escape the continuous heavy punches of a professional boxer, nor would he be able to limit his strength. He lives in the footsteps of a professional boxer, so he needs to have a commanding advantage, so he is looking for a cell with bunk beds.

Yang Yi's hammer fell down, and his condescending advantage was brought into play. The boxing champion wanted to reach out to grab him off the bed, so he lost his nimble steps.

The boxing champion stretched out his left arm to block Yang Yi's hammer, and turned his wrist to grab the stick in Yang Yi's hand, but the chili sauce wrapped in a thin plastic sheet flew smoothly under the impact of gravity. spilled out.

It is an ordinary person's reaction to close your eyes when you see something flying towards your eyes. A professional boxer will never close his eyes, at most he just dodges.

But the chili sauce still failed to splash into the boxing champion's eyes, because the boxing champion reacted too quickly and just tilted his head and leaned back to avoid the chili sauce attack with too small splash area.

However, Yang Yi didn't fully expect the chili sauce to make a difference. When he smashed down with the hammer, his whole body had already thrown forward and downward.

The boxing champion's head was thrown back, and Yang Yi jumped out in the air. The boxing champion's right hand grabbed Yang Yi's pants, but Yang Yi threw himself on the boxing champion's face, and fell to the ground with the boxing champion's heavy weight.

The two fell to the ground together, but Yang Yi turned over and stood up immediately.

The three-edged thorn was still held in Yang Yi's left hand, but only half of it was left, and his three-edged thorn was broken.

The rest of the triangular thorn went into the champion's neck, right next to his Adam's apple.

The fear and panic on Yang Yi's face completely disappeared, leaving only indifference.

The boxing champion struggled to get up from the ground, and he quickly staggered to his feet, but instead of rushing towards Yang Yi, he stumbled back.

With a big mouth, the boxing champion was full of panic, his mouth made a whoo-ho sound, his two hands were frantically grasping at his neck, and then he grabbed the short triangular thorn that was exposed, He tried hard to pull out the triangular thorn in his neck.

When the triangular thorn was pulled out halfway, the boxing champion fell to the ground again.

The boxing champion was dead, and with his entire neck pierced, he couldn't have survived.

With a slight breath, Yang Yi threw half of the triangular thorn in his hand to the ground. He felt his legs were a little weak, so he really wanted to sit down slowly against the wall.

Finally, finally, he killed someone. He killed a person with a homemade plastic weapon at close range. Now Yang Yi felt that he was going to collapse, but he didn't feel scared at all. He just felt very tired, that's all.

In a clean and neat way, Yang Yi killed a boxing champion who was much stronger than him.

This battle lasted only one second from the beginning to the end, and the moment Yang Yi jumped forward from the bed decided the outcome.

But the real time of the battle is not the moment when Yang Yi swung the plastic hammer out, but the moment when Yang Yi challenged the boxing champion in the restaurant. There are bunk bunk cells, which allow him to go in first to take advantage of the height, and it started when he provoked and humiliated the boxing champion again and again, when he had just acted towards the boxing champion for a long time.

Therefore, when Yang Yi swung the plastic hammer filled with chili sauce, it was not the beginning of the battle, but the end of the battle.