This sudden turn of events stunned everyone.
Everyone shuddered as they looked at the obese middle-aged man who was lying on the ground and howling in pain.
Dean leaned against the cage next to him, gasping for breath, suppressing the pain in his body. There was no trace of emotion in his eyes as he listened to the miserable screams of the other party.
After a moment, the obese middle-aged man covered his eyes. He was slightly accustomed to the pain. He resisted the panic in his heart and raised his hand angrily to sweep around. He was afraid that Dean would take the opportunity to attack again. At the same time, he wanted to catch Dean and fight with him!
He knew what it meant to be blind.
Not to mention that there was another injured tiger in this cage!
"Come out! Come out! " The obese middle-aged man roared angrily. His eyes were bloodshot, and blood slid down his cheeks and dripped on his thick hairy chest.
There was no killing intent in Dean's eyes. He just silently looked at the obese man. Seeing the obese man coming towards him, Dean immediately bent down on the steel column of another cage and made a sound with his fingers.
Seeing Dean's action, the people in the other cages next to him secretly thought that he was cunning. At the same time, they faintly felt that if this kid could resist this attack, he would become an existence like a tiger in this prison in the future.
The obese middle-aged man roared and rushed over when he heard the sound. He raised his hand and fiercely hit the steel column. He immediately bent down and pounced to the left and right, but he didn't touch Dean's figure. He immediately realized that he was fooled. He didn't rush but stood still and relied on his hearing to sense the movement around him.
"Fat pig, come on!"
"On your left, on your left!"
"Are you blind? On your left. Oh, you are really blind."
Some of the people in the other cells next to him didn't have the slightest sympathy. They laughed and deliberately said in the opposite direction. In fact, Dean was on the right. However, the people living in this prison had already seen the clues. They knew that the obese middle-aged man couldn't make it. Instead of offending an injured tiger, it was better to offend a tiger without teeth.
The surrounding noise seriously interfered with the hearing of the obese middle-aged man. He angrily roared: "Shut up! Shut up! All of you, shut up! "
"Don't shout, he is going to pounce."
"Behind you."
"Be careful!"
The others reminded him, but their faces were full of ridicule. They couldn't help but laugh heartily when they saw that the obese middle-aged man had listened to their warnings and reacted to them.
Dean sat in a dark corner, expressionlessly looking at the fat middle-aged man who was like a headless fly scratching in front of the cage. The laughter around him made the coldness in his eyes gradually disappear, leaving only silence.
"Where is he!" The obese middle-aged man thought of his subordinates and roared.
They looked at Dean's position, but saw that Dean also turned his head to look at them. Through the blood stained messy hair on his face, they could still see a pair of indifferent eyes. They looked at each other and hesitated to be silent.
Among them was a young man with a sturdy physique. He gritted his teeth and said, "Boss, he's at the wall on your left."
Fatty heard his words and immediately rushed towards Dudian's direction.
Dean's eyes were cold as he immediately dodged. At the same time, he dragged his body and ran towards the sturdy youth.
"Come to me, I'm here." The sturdy youth saw Dean rushing towards him, and his face showed a bit of panic as he hurriedly shouted.
Fatty heard the words and immediately rushed towards the direction of the voice.
Dean saw that the others were hesitating. It seemed that they were ready to join forces to resist. His heart sank as he squeezed out a voice from his teeth: "Do you want to continue to mix with a waste? If you don't want to die then get out of here!"
Several people heard Dean's words, their faces changed, and one after another avoided.
Only the sturdy youth stood in the same place. His face was ugly as he said: "You bastards, if the boss dies, he will come back and clean us up."
The few people looked at each other, but didn't make any response.
The sturdy youth immediately knew their plan. He cursed in his heart and dodged to the left. He didn't dare to confront Dean head-on.
Dean panted as he forced the sturdy youth to the left corner. After all, the cell was so big, and although the sturdy youth was physically strong, but he was just an ordinary civilian criminal. He was quickly forced to the corner by Dean.
"Boss, I'm here, come quickly!" The sturdy youth hurriedly shouted.
The obese middle-aged man roared and rushed over.
Dean panted as he slowly raised his left hand to grab the sturdy youth.
The sturdy youth had nowhere to retreat. He fiercely clenched his teeth and raised his fist to hit Dean's shoulder blade.
Dean deliberately moved slowly. He was waiting for this moment. His wrist moved and pinched the fist. He turned around and threw it towards the fat middle-aged man.
The sturdy youth tried to resist, but he was horrified to find that his fist was like being strangled by steel. There was a feeling of fragmentation. Moreover, the figure who was half a head shorter than him had terrifying strength that he couldn't resist.
However, he reacted very quickly and quickly raised his hand to hit Dean's other shoulder blade.
Dean didn't stop him, and he was unable to lift his right hand. He suddenly squatted down. The sturdy youth punched the air. He was about to take back his fist and continue to attack, but his pupils shrank and he cried out: "Boss —"
Bang!
Fatty's fist suddenly hit the sturdy youth's chest, which was originally the height of Dean's head.
The sturdy youth spurted a mouthful of blood and was smashed against the wall. His face was full of pain as he groaned: "Boss, it's me. He is squatting down there."
Fatty heard this and quickly squatted down to attack.
Dean had already rolled away. His bare feet stepped on the ground, and like a black cat, he quietly crawled to another place.
Fatty pounced left and right but couldn't find him. He angrily roared: "Where did he go!"
The sturdy youth gasped and pointed at him.
Dean's face was extremely gloomy. He dodged left and right, affecting the injuries of his body. The pain made his hands and feet tremble.
Several other people saw the tragic situation of the sturdy youth. They were afraid of being accidentally injured by Fatty, so they also ran left and right in the cell. Their footsteps seriously disturbed Fatty.
After a few minutes, Fatty didn't touch Dean's body. He suddenly roared and turned to the injured sturdy youth, roaring: "Do you want to hurt me? Do you want to hurt me? "He raised his fist and fiercely smashed it.
The sturdy youth was shocked. Seeing the punch coming, he cried in horror: "Boss, don't, I didn't —"
Bang! The fist followed the sound to find his head and hit the bridge of the nose. The sturdy youth suddenly fainted.
Seeing this, the others were pale. They knew that the sturdy youth didn't believe anyone, so they didn't dare to make a sound.
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