The seventh district was located deeper into the Wolf Smoke Mountain Range. There were more Mountain Rock Monsters and the chances of finding Red Steel Rocks were higher.
The number of prisoners here was no less than the number of prisoners in the 68th district. In fact, there were even more. Apart from the prisoners of the Great Xia Dynasty, there were also captives from the Barbarian Tribe. They were at least at the level of a top-level Martial Soldier. The chains under their legs were larger than the ones in the 68th district. Without the strength of a human, it would be difficult to break free.
The prison guards here were all under the Black Gorilla Gang. One of the seven bosses of the prison, Black Gorilla, was in this district.
It wasn't that the seventh district was weaker than the other districts. It was just that the prison slaves in the other districts were about the same, except for the first and second districts.
Black Gorilla was able to become one of the seven bosses of the Mountain Prison. It was easy to imagine how strong he was.
After Yang Wu was brought to the seventh district, he saw many burly prison slaves digging around. Their movements were much faster than the prison slaves in the sixty-eighth district. The mountain rocks were being dug up and sent flying everywhere. Their strength was not to be underestimated.
Many of the prison slaves looked at Yang Wu. Each of them had a playful look on their faces. It seemed that they were extremely disdainful of this newcomer.
"This kid looks very young. I wonder if the Back Flower Gate has been opened before. If it hasn't, let me have a taste."
"Old Man Huang, don't scare him with that toothless thing of yours. Let me have a taste before you give it to him."
"You guys be careful. This newcomer who was brought to our district must have a belly full of tricks. Don't fail miserably."
"This is our territory. It doesn't matter if he's a dragon or a tiger. If he doesn't have some fun with us, then let him die!"
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These prison slaves were all perverted and there was no lack of people who were lustful. Their words were extremely dirty.
"He is Yang Wu from the sixty-eighth district. He is also the youth who killed Centipede and injured Li Futu. Remember to 'take care' of him in the future!" The prison guard sneered. After saying this loudly, he turned and left.
Yang Wu frowned and turned to look at the jailer, his killing intent surging.
He knew that he wouldn't have a good ending if he was sent to the seventh district, but the jailer had openly set him up, which made him very angry.
"Is it really Meng Helang or Lie Ziying who did this?" Yang Wu clenched his fist and thought to himself.
At this moment, a few prison slaves surrounded Yang Wu with gloomy sneers on their faces.
"Kid, did you kill that pitiful little centipede? Then do you know that he's a member of our Black Gorilla Gang? Even if he's just a small fry, it's not up to you to kill him! "The leader of the prison slaves said with a mouthful of yellow teeth.
Yang Wu looked at the yellow-toothed prison slave and the other prison slaves with a fawning expression. "Brothers, please don't listen to those rumors. How could I have the strength to kill someone? I was just framed. Brothers, can you let me go?"
"Hehe, it's not impossible for us to let you go. Hurry up and take off your clothes so that we can open the back door for you. We're all brothers in the future, so we won't make things difficult for you." The yellow-toothed prison slave laughed.
"That's right, Old Huang is right!" Another prison slave agreed.
Yang Wu said, "Sorry, I don't have the hobby of running around naked. If you guys have this hobby, why don't you show it to me right now so that I can broaden my horizons?"
"Hmph, are you trying to act dumb in front of me?" The yellow-toothed Prison Slave snorted coldly, then waved his hand at his companions and said, "Whoever strips him naked first will have his Rear Flower Door first. You must make him wish for death first!"
"Let me go first. I haven't had sex for a long time!" A skinny prison slave shouted first and pounced on Yang Wu. His movements were quite agile, like a monkey. In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Yang Wu and grabbed at Yang Wu's chest.
This move, the Milk Dragon Claw, could be said to be used to perfection.
Just as this move was about to reach Yang Wu's chest, Yang Wu's hands reached out as fast as lightning and pinched the opponent's wrists in his hands. He said faintly, "I'm a man, not a woman. You're grabbing the wrong place. These hands should be broken!"
As soon as he finished speaking, an imposing aura surged from his body. He exerted force on his wrists, and two crisp sounds of bones breaking could be heard. Then, a blood-curdling scream like a pig being slaughtered was heard, completely breaking the silence of the seventh prison.
Yang Wu staggered the prison slave's arms, swung him up and threw him away heavily, causing dust and gravel to fly in the distance.
The yellow-toothed prison slave licked his lips and said angrily, "As expected of the little guy who could break Little Centipede's leg. You're really something. Let's take him down together, take off his pants and rape him!"
"I guess Black Gorilla is as perverted as you. I'll have to wake you up completely!" Yang Wu took the initiative and said.
At this moment, the battle intent in Yang Wu's body surged. He wanted to make a name for himself in the Seventh District. Whoever dared to bully him, insult him, scold him, beat him, or kill him, he would bully, humiliate, scold, beat him, and kill him!
Yang Wu felt that he was holding a grudge, but he was not a saint, was he?
Yang Wu stood like a dragon, with his back like a tortoise. He was ready to fight against the two prison slaves who rushed up first. They did not waste time talking nonsense with Yang Wu and smashed the crowbars in their hands at him.
Yang Wu was quick to react. He grabbed one of the crowbars and pushed it to the side. The two crowbars hit each other and sparks flew everywhere.
With his back as heavy as a mountain, Yang Wu leaned forward and knocked one of them flying away while vomiting blood. With another swing of his tail, the other person's face was crooked and he flew away.
Another three prison slaves came from the left and right. One attacked from the top, one hit from the bottom, and the last one attacked from the bottom. They cooperated well and made sure that Yang Wu would not have a chance to turn the situation around.
Unfortunately, their attacks were full of loopholes in Yang Wu's eyes. How could they hurt him?
He swung the crowbar in his hand, and a dark cloud covered the sky and hit them violently.
Ah ah!
As the prison slaves were beaten to a pulp by Yang Wu, the yellow-toothed prison slave shivered. He knew that this seemingly harmless young man was really tough.
Yang Wu carried the crowbar on his shoulder and looked at the yellow-toothed prison slave who showed fear. He smiled and said, "Don't be afraid. I am not interested in lowly slaves like you. Take me to Black Gorilla and let me reason with him. Let's see who is more suitable to be the boss of the seventh division. I have always won people over with my virtue."
Then, without waiting for the yellow-toothed Prison Slave to reply, the crowbar had already swept towards his yellow-toothed teeth. His yellow-toothed teeth fell out and blood splattered everywhere. The yellow-toothed Prison Slave was in so much pain that he screamed like a pig being slaughtered.
None of the prison slaves who had reached the Advanced Martial Soldier level were Yang Wu's match.
Yang Wu carried the crowbar and walked forward. He saw dozens of prison slaves surrounding him. There were many who had reached the Beginner Warrior level.
"Kid, you really think you are a dragon crossing the river. In our Black Gorilla Gang's territory, even if you are a dragon, you will have to coil up. Even if you are a tiger, you will have to lie down!" A prison slave who had reached the level of a warrior shouted as he raised a thousand jin rock and threw it towards Yang Wu.
The Advanced Martial Soldier had the strength of ten stones. It was not difficult to lift a thousand-pound rock. However, it was difficult to throw a thousand-pound rock. It was difficult for a non-warrior to do so.
The rock rolled and fell at an alarming speed.
"Let me test the power of the Wave Splitting Palm!" Yang Wu muttered to himself. His eyes were like lightning and his palm force was like thunder. He hit the rock that was coming at him.
Twelve meridians, one extraordinary meridian, and forty-five opened acupoints shone at the same time. Profound Qi rushed through his body like a rushing river and gathered in the palm of his hand to hit the rock.
Bang!
In an instant, the rock was split into pieces.
It was also at this moment that many prison slaves surrounded him. Some threw rocks, some swung crowbars, and some even played with wooden stakes.
These prison slaves did not care about one-on-one combat. As long as they could beat someone down, it was considered a victory.
"Ever since I became a warrior, I haven't had a good fight. Today, let me see if the seventh district is really a tiger's den!" Yang Wu gripped the crowbar in his hand. He circulated the Supreme Nine Mysteries Formula and combined it with the Dragon Tortoise Water Suppression Stance. Like a fish in water, the Torrential Spear Art crazily struck out.
After consuming the Earth Spirit Spring, Yang Wu's body had undergone a round of Marrow Cleansing. His five senses were extraordinary, and he could clearly see all the attacks coming at him. He weaved through the openings, and wherever the crowbar went, there would be a Prison Slave falling to the ground, displaying his extraordinary fighting strength.
One prison slave after another was knocked down. Not only did it not make the other prison slaves afraid, but it also aroused their fierceness. It was as if they wanted to tear Yang Wu apart.
Yang Wu was not an invincible master. Under the siege of so many people, he also began to suffer. First, his back was hit by a crowbar, then his shoulder was hit by a rock. If he had not reached the level of Profound Qi defense, he would not have simply grimaced in pain.
Swift and decisive!
Torrential rain!
Yang Wu became more and more powerful as the battle went on. The Torrential Spear Art was displayed even more exquisitely by him. Clouds of Profound Qi were released from the crowbar. The overbearing power of the crowbar broke the heads of the prison slaves and made them bleed.
On a mountain peak in the distance, a burly man who looked like an iron tower saw everything clearly. He smiled faintly and said to himself, "If this kid can kill his way to the foot of the mountain, he'll be qualified to fight with me, Hei Gu!"
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