Son-in-law's Romantic Life

He kicked the man hard, and the man's body couldn't take it at all. His legs broke off the ground, and he flew backwards, slamming his back against the wall behind him.    

    

Before he could fall to the ground, I suddenly stretched out my hand. I grabbed the bald man's head and suddenly let out a loud shout from my throat. With a whoosh, I smashed the head of this muscular man onto the metal frame of the bed.    

    

Just by hearing that sound, you can imagine how terrible that feeling must be.    

    

The muscular man's entire body was bent on the ground, not moving at all.    

    

The originally noisy prison cell regained its peace in the shortest amount of time. I was too lazy to do anything to this brawny man, so I just threw his things on the empty bed. I put my own things on the bed and lay there properly.    

    

It seems that recently, there has been some corruption.    

    

For me before, it wasn't easy to have a place to stay anymore. Where would I have the time to care about comfort? But now lying on this steel wire bed... Under the thin mattress, I could clearly feel the traces of the steel wire bed. His back was actually a little uncomfortable.    

    

It was still noisy outside, and most of them were probably muttering about how they were going to clean me up. They couldn't see clearly what was going on inside, so they could only guess with their voices.    

    

In just a few seconds, there was no movement.    

    

The new person couldn't be that kind of soft egg, right? He couldn't even hold on for such a short period of time. Wasn't that a little too lame?    

    

But very quickly, those people seemed to feel that something wasn't quite right.    

    

Even if the new guy was beaten up, he should at least make some noise. However, there was not a single sound inside.    

    

It was as silent as dead silence.    

    

Could he have been killed? Or was the new kid so awesome that he could actually fight back under such circumstances?    

    

I don't care about what those people outside think at all.    

    

As for the brawny man, his head was dizzy. After a long time, he stood up from the ground, shaking his head. He looked at me in fear.    

    

This guy is also a wanker. After knowing that he is no match for me, he didn't say anything. He just carried his things and went back to his bed.    

    

This was the rule, a place that was more realistic than any other place.    

    

A person who is awesome is awesome.    

    

If you didn't have that ability, then don't be arrogant. Otherwise, other than getting beaten up even more miserably, it wouldn't be of any use at all.    

    

No matter where you are, the strong will always be respected. It's the same here.    

    

Because the strength that I have displayed has also aroused the interest of the other two people in this cell.    

    

A head suddenly popped out from the upper bunk. It was a young man who seemed to be on par with a monkey.    

    

He was thin, but his eyes looked exceptionally sharp.    

    

"Hey, bro, what's his name?" The man asked.    

    

"Ye Chen." I raised my eyebrows and said.    

    

To be honest, this place belonged to the kind of lonely and lonely type.    

    

In addition, this young man is clearly the type of chatterbox. When a new person comes, once this chatterbox is opened, it will immediately be out of control.    

    

I haven't even said a few words when this fellow's mouth started cracking open.    

    

He first introduced the people in the room.    

    

The brawny man I beat up is called Lei Hu. He is a person from the underworld.    

    

This brawny man is tall and big. He is a gangster from the underworld, but in this cell, he has the lowest status. Otherwise, he wouldn't be sleeping down there.    

    

As for the man on the other bed, his name is Liu Laosan. He is a death row criminal waiting to be sentenced.    

    

The standard of a death row criminal was obviously different. His hands and feet were bound with iron chains, and even a slight movement would cause a crashing sound.    

    

As for this young man, he called himself Nine Hands.    

    

I was curious about this name. I tilted my head and asked, "Why do you call him Nine Hands?"    

    

The nine hands chuckled. Two fingers on the right hand formed a finger that fished out a wallet. "I'm doing a business with empty hands."    

    

"In our line of work, the average person is called three hands. Only the most awesome one is called nine hands." It could be seen that the nine hands were quite proud of their title.    

    

Although I feel a little weird, it doesn't seem to be something to be proud of, does it?    

    

Looking at the strange expression on my face, the nine hands hurriedly said, "But little brother, you don't have to look down on me. Although I walk this path, however, I have never attacked a common person before. A target that I have set my eyes on. Almost all of them are big bosses, or even... "    

    

He pointed to the top and the nine hands said sneakily, "Or even officials."    

    

"So awesome. How did they get caught here?" I asked. What does this guy do? It has nothing to do with me. I just want to have someone to chat with. I don't need to be so bored.    

    

The nine hands pursed their lips. "My targets are usually those officials. Why? Because it's safe to steal these people."    

    

"These people's money usually comes from the wrong path. Even if they were touched, they wouldn't dare to speak out loud. But this time, they stole it from a big man. It was an anonymous bank card with ten million yuan in it. He thought he had made a huge profit. However, he had underestimated that guy's power. That guy was not afraid at all. To be able to completely suppress this matter, damn it... Search the entire city!"    

    

"Originally, I wasn't supposed to be caught by those people, but when I was bragging to an old friend, I was betrayed." The voices of the nine hands were obviously filled with resentment.    

    

No matter where they were, being betrayed was the most infuriating thing.    

    

Truly unlucky.    

    

"In the end, he was f * cking locked up here without a trial or sentence. He was probably trying to drag me to death." He pursed his lips and said with his nine hands.    

    

"Where's third brother ?" I glanced at the gloomy middle-aged man.    

    

Perhaps it was because the death penalty was approaching, the expression on this man's face was solemn from the beginning until the end. Even though we were chatting, we didn't seem to hear anything at all.    

    

Only that pair of eyes looked at the ceiling in front of him empty.    

    

His face twitched from time to time. Sometimes, when he thought of something, his body would even tremble in excitement.    

    

My instinct tells me that something incredible must have happened to this man.    

    

The nine hands frowned slightly. "third brother ..."    

    

"He killed a person..."    

    

"A family of six, a family of six, a family of six, a family of six, a family of six, a family of six, a family of six, a family of six!"