"Hey, hold it right there!" Johnson's furious roar came from behind Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng, who was walking towards the recycling bin with his plate in his hand, paused for a moment, but then he continued to walk forward on his own.
"You bastard!" Qiao Sen cursed angrily. He stepped on the dining table chair and jumped over the edge of the dining table. He then crossed his legs and attacked Jiang Cheng's back!
In the blink of an eye, Qiao Sen appeared behind Jiang Cheng. Before he reached Jiang Cheng, he had already sent a flying kick towards Jiang Cheng's lower back.
The surrounding people gasped. If the kick landed, Jiang Cheng would definitely be sent flying a few meters and fall onto the marble floor of the canteen.
Jiang Cheng, who was originally striding forward, suddenly stopped where he was. Hearing the rapid footsteps behind him, he slightly turned his head and glanced back from the corner of his eyes. He found Qiao Sen was kicking towards him. He immediately frowned and his pupils shrank. He stamped his foot on the floor, turned around quickly, leaned his body to the right, and kicked Qiao Sen who was flying towards him. He kicked him hard in the stomach!
Johnson's expression changed when he saw Jiang Cheng's swift kick. However, it was already too late for him to stop in mid-air.
"Pa!" Jiang Cheng's kick landed on Johnson's stomach.
Qiao Sen, who was about to pounce on Jiang Cheng, was forced back by the kick. His body flew back two to three meters before he landed on the ground. His feet kept retreating, and it was only after he retreated more than ten steps that the impact dissipated. He raised his head and looked at Jiang Cheng in shock. A casual kick from Jiang Cheng actually had such great power!
Due to the recoil from the kick, Jiang Cheng took two steps back. He looked at Qiao Sen with a trace of surprise. Before the kick landed on his stomach, Qiao Sen had already blocked it with his hand. Otherwise, Jiang Cheng would definitely be lying on the ground and unable to get up.
Anthony and the other prisoners looked at Jiang Cheng in shock. As long as they weren't blind, they could tell that Johnson was at a disadvantage in the short exchange between him and Johnson. Johnson had taken the initiative to attack, but he was repelled instead. This was a failure!
In an instant, the canteen's atmosphere turned cold as everyone's eyes were focused on Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng looked at Qiao Sen, who was looking at him with a horrified expression from afar. Qiao Sen did not charge at him again and smiled. He slowly straightened his body that was originally in the Horse Bow Stance. His eyes swept over Qiao Sen and Anthony's faces and said indifferently, "Don't provoke me. I don't want to cause trouble, but I'm not afraid of trouble!" After saying that, he walked towards the recycling bin with the tray.
In the exchange earlier, Jiang Cheng didn't spill any of the food on his tray. His hands were steady, so Johnson wasn't able to move him.
Gulp. Jiang Cheng threw the plastic tray into the recycling bin and calmly walked out of the canteen under the shocked gazes of the other prisoners.
After Jiang Cheng left the cafeteria, it took a long time for the atmosphere to return to normal. Many people were discussing the short fight between Jiang Cheng and Qiao Sen as they ate. Their words were filled with admiration and admiration for Jiang Cheng, but they all kept their voices low. After all, if Qiao Sen heard their words, he would definitely be in trouble.
Qiao Sen slowly walked back to the dining table and sat down. His expression was gloomy and ugly. He sat in his seat and didn't say a word. All he did was bury his head in his lunch and eat quickly. He kept scooping spoonfuls of food into his mouth and chewing with all his might.
Anthony wanted to mock him when he saw him like this. But after thinking about it, he decided against it. Johnson must be on the verge of exploding right now, so it was better for him not to be picky.
Anthony poked at the food with his fork and pretended to be nonchalant as he asked, "Johnson, what do you plan to do with that Asian?"
Johnson stopped eating and looked up at Anthony. After a while, he put the food on his spoon into his mouth and chewed with big mouthfuls. "I'll definitely teach him a lesson! But Anthony, after that guy kicked your face until it's swollen, you look much better than usual … "After saying that, he picked up his plate and left the table. He was already full.
Anthony, who was originally laughing, suddenly had an ugly expression on his face. He started to feel the burning pain on his face again.
Not long after, the bell that signaled the end of lunch rang. Prisoners had to leave the canteen regardless of whether they had eaten or not. Of course, some of them would stay behind to clean up the canteen, such as cleaning the tables, chairs, and plates. Speaking of which, the prison's chefs and staff were also prisoners. It seemed like they were on duty in rotation.
The prisoners gathered at the field again and moved their bodies a little. They heard from the other prisoners that there would be different kinds of work in the afternoon.
Suddenly, the loudspeaker hanging in the corner of the prison office building sounded. It was the deep but cold voice of a middle-aged man.
"Johnson, Johnson, someone is visiting you. Hurry up!"
When Johnson heard the sound from the loudspeaker, a trace of confusion appeared on his face. After thinking for a while, he ran to the prison office building. It had been two to three years since someone had visited him. He really couldn't think of who it could be.
Johnson arrived at the police office building and was brought to the visiting room by the police officers. Friends and family members who came to visit from the outside had to be searched carefully. Apart from the clothes they were wearing, they were not allowed to bring in anything else. This was to prevent dangerous items from being handed over to the prisoners.
When he arrived at the visiting room, Johnson saw a black man sitting at a table. He was smiling and waving at him.
The black man was in his thirties. He was tall and had a fierce face. He wore a black knitted hat, a black T-shirt, and blue denim shorts. There were a few gold earrings hanging from his fat ears and a thick necklace around his neck. He was from the Martin Gang, Martin Luther's underling, Graham, who had ordered Rice's death.
Jonathon frowned as he looked at Graham. He frowned at first, revealing a trace of doubt. But after a moment, he remembered Graham, but he didn't seem very happy. He had been in prison for six or seven years. Apart from the two or three visits from the Martin Gang at the beginning, no one had ever come to visit him.
Today, Graham had suddenly come to visit him. What was he planning? In short, he definitely wasn't just here to visit him.
When Johnson was in the Martin Gang, Martin Luther had just become the gang's leader. He and Graham were part of the gang's leaders. If he hadn't been sent to prison in an accident, his current position wouldn't be any lower than Graham's. However, ever since he was sent to prison, Martin Luther had completely forgotten about him. He had never visited him, which made him very disappointed. He also had a lot of credit for Martin Luther becoming the gang's leader!
With that thought in mind, Jonathon slowly walked to the table opposite Graham and sat down. He politely squeezed out a smile and asked straightforwardly, "Graham, why are you looking for me?"
Graham smiled and shook his head gently. "Johnson, how are you doing here?"
Johnson frowned. He thought to himself, "You're enjoying yourself outside, but you came to prison to ask me if I'm doing well. What's the meaning of this?" Although he had been in prison for seven or eight years, he was well aware of the Martin Gang's current development. With the Martin Gang's current strength, if they went all out to rescue him, they would definitely be able to get him out. After all, the case from back then had long faded away.
Johnson adjusted his prison uniform and looked at Graham mockingly. "Do you think I'm doing well like this?"
Graham revealed a trace of awkwardness, then he forced a smile and said, "Actually, I'm here this time to rescue you from prison."
Johnson's expression shook and revealed a look of ecstasy. He nervously looked at Graham and asked, "Really? When will it be? "
"Well, it'll be soon. But before that, you have to do something for us first." After hesitating for a moment, Graham said with a smile.
"Do something?" Johnson frowned and looked at Graham in confusion. He was now in prison. What did he need him to do? Was there anything he needed him to do? So he thought for a moment and asked, "What is it? Be more direct and say it. "
Graham was silent for a moment, then he looked at Johnson and asked, "Did a newcomer come to prison these two days? He's an Asian called Jiang Cheng. "
"Indeed."
Graham lowered his voice. "Kill him! As long as you do this, we'll get you out of here. "
Johnson suddenly understood. It turned out that he wanted him to kill Jiang Cheng. But he frowned and thought about it. If he did this, would the Martin Gang really do as Graham said and get him out? He wasn't so sure. If he had just entered prison, he might have agreed without hesitation. But today, seven or eight years later, he wasn't so stupid. If he killed Jiang Cheng and the Martin Gang didn't do anything, not only would he face a lot of punishment, but he would also have no hope of getting out after killing someone while serving his sentence. But Martin Luther didn't suffer any losses and didn't have any scruples. So he asked after thinking about it. "Who is he? Why do you want me to kill him? Tell me everything. "
Graham frowned and looked at Johnson. He said awkwardly, "Johnson, it's not convenient to say these things, and you don't need to know them. As long as you kill Jiang Cheng, we'll get you out of prison. It's that simple."
Johnson sneered in his heart. If he killed someone without knowing anything, he would be caught and sentenced. If the Martin Gang didn't do anything, he wouldn't be able to do anything. Only if he knew the inside story and a lot of secret information could he expose all the inside information when the Martin Gang didn't care about him. That way, they would have some scruples and obediently get him out.
Johnson waved his hand and shook his head. "If you don't tell me anything, I won't do anything." He refused straightforwardly.
Graham looked at Johnson with an ugly expression. He didn't expect Johnson to become so smart after seven or eight years. After a moment of silence, he said, "Well, I can only tell you a little." Then he thought about it and said slowly, "Jiang Cheng is the boss of the Lung Hing Society. Although the Lung Hing Society isn't famous in France, it's a big gang with tens of thousands of people in Huaxia. The one who wants his life is not the Martin Gang, but their sworn enemy in Huaxia — — Tianxia Hui. This is a deal between the Martin Gang and Tianxia Hui …"
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