"So, you an Nakashima told you to make a move?"
David said angrily.
"I don't know any Nakashima. Everyone, get up there and kill him for !"
Ines Evil said coldly.
Then he waved his hand, signaling the henchn around him to attack Yang Tian and David.
These henchn had been in prison for a while and were not kindhearted. They often bullied others in prison. Seeing that Yang Tian and David were newcors, they figured that even if they beat them to death, no one would care, so they all flocked over, surrounding Yang Tian and David completely.
"Here's sothing to watch!"
The prisoners around were already quite bored.
At this mont, seeing Ines Evil's people surround Yang Tian and David, their eyes lit up, and they naturally gathered around.
"Hit them to death!"
"Make them pay protection fees!"
"They're new here, they should kneel to us old-tirs!"
Shouts rang out.
The crowd cheered, shouted, and encouraged, and so even threw clothes, scraps of paper, and garbage from the cells towards Yang Tian and David.
Yang Tian waved his hand, and a Divine Talisman was deployed.
The Divine Talisman turned into a gust of wind, sweeping all the debris to the other side.
"What's going on here?"
Everyone was stunned, "How could there be a strong wind inside the prison?"
"My master, Yang, is a Martial Arts Master from Huaxia. He knows Kung Fu. You'd better kneel down and apologize if you're wise, or you'll be the ones crying today!"
David said smugly.
"Since when did I beco your master?"
Yang Tian asked.
"Yang, you agreed to take as your disciple a long ti ago. Did you forget?"
David shot him a look.
Yang Tian shrugged, "Oh, if you want to be my disciple, then be my disciple."
"Did you hear that? I'm David, a disciple of a Martial Arts Master. Let's see who dares to bully now!"
David said smugly.
"Martial Arts Master? Kung Fu?" Ines Evil sneered mockingly, "You think this is a Kung Fu movie? Ridiculous! What Bruce Lee, what Jackie Chan, they're all fake. If there were a real fight, they'd be begging on their knees for rcy!"
He paused and shouted to the crowd, "What are you doing standing there? Get up there and kill them for !"
"Yes!"
In an instant, the prisoners lunged towards Yang Tian and David.
"Yang, I'm relying on you..."
Although David was a cop, he had been dismissed, and seeing everyone pounce on him, he was so scared that he retreated, his face pale.
But Yang Tian's figure flashed, moving forward.
At this mont, he had no concerns whatsoever.
Although these prisoners were big and burly and had committed various cris outside, here they were nothing but trash. Yang Tian didn't even need to use his full strength. Even using just ten percent of his Martial Power, he could easily take them all down.
Heaven-shattering Palm Technique!
Yang Tian mobilized the Spiritual Breath, concentrating it in the palm of his hand and struck at the group of n in front of him.
Bang!
After a loud boom.
The group of n was sent flying, heavily crashing to the ground, spitting blood from their mouths, their faces turning extrely pale.
"What's going on?"
Ines Evil was stunned.
But Yang Tian didn't give him any ti to think and flashed forward again.
He mobilized the Spiritual Breath within his body, concentrating it in his palm, quickly transforming it into Spirit Talismans.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Suddenly, these Spirit Talismans swiftly flew towards everyone around.
Crackle!
These Spirit Talismans hit the crowd, quickly exploding and turning into a surge of electricity.
Although the electricity couldn't kill people directly.
It was enough to knock them unconscious.
In less than a mont, more than a dozen of Ines Evil's n were all knocked to the ground, convulsing, and foaming at the mouth.
"Oh my god! What kind of fight is this?"
The crowd let out cries of astonishnt.
David, standing beside Yang Tian, lazily laughed and stepped forward confidently, shouting, "Did you see that? That's the terror of my master; he's a Martial Arts Master and knows Kung Fu. How could you trash be his opponents? Kneel down and apologize imdiately!"
"Really a Martial Arts Master? Is there really kung fu?"
Everyone fell into silence.
At this mont, Ines Evil shouted deeply and coldly approached Yang Tian: "I damned well don't believe you're a Martial Artist, you must have used so technology!"
Yang Tian didn't waste his breath.
He approached swiftly and struck Ines Evil's chest with a palm.
This palm was a complete burst of power.
Boom!
After a rumbling sound, Ines Evil was seen being heavily sent flying, crashing into the iron door on the second floor, producing a loud crashing noise.
Silence fell all around.
"Co on, let's go back to our room."
Yang Tian patted David on the shoulder and returned to cell 608. Along the way, everyone was very afraid of Yang Tian, consciously stepping aside to make way.
Yang Tian returned to the cell, didn't lock the door, and sat on the bed to ditate.
He noticed that the prison was filled with a lot of hostile energy, which could be fully utilized, so he hurriedly absorbed this hostility, converting it into Spiritual Breath, gathering it in his Dantian.
After this commotion, the prisoners in the prison kept a distance from Yang Tian and David.
Yang Tian continued cultivating, and when he opened his eyes again, half an hour had passed.
Although the prison was full of hostility, he couldn't absorb too much; moderation was necessary.
"Yang, you're awake!"
David quickly said when he saw Yang Tian stand up.
"Let's go out for a walk."
Yang Tian patted David on the shoulder and walked out of the cell. As soon as they appeared, the bustling prison hall suddenly fell silent, with each prisoner watching them with wary eyes.
As Yang Tian and David walked forward, everyone they passed instinctively stepped back, keeping their distance.
"Yang, they're rejecting us!"
David said.
"Rejecting us?"
Yang Tian chuckled lazily. He saw a few n sitting ahead playing poker, unaffected by him, so he walked over. It was only upon approaching that he realized these n were all Asians, each with yellow skin and hair.
"The devil is here, why aren't you leaving!"
A shout ca from behind.
The several Asian n looked up, saw it was Yang Tian, and didn't feel much tension. Instead, they felt proud that this Huaxia person ca here, earning their respect.
An older man among them said to Yang Tian, "Young man, do you play poker?"
"How do you play?"
Yang Tian sat down.
"Blackjack, whoever wins gets all the cigarettes!" the older man said with a smile. "In our prison, cigarettes are the only currency. Here, there's no money, no bank cards, no gold, nothing, but there might be cigarettes; a small pack of cigarettes is worth a few als!"
"Oh?" Yang Tian laughed, "Alright, let's give it a try!"
"Welco, welco!"
The older man warmly welcod Yang Tian, but for so reason, as he looked at Yang Tian's face, he paused and suddenly asked, "Young man, I feel like I've seen you sowhere before, is this your first ti in Milan Country?"
"Indeed, it's my first ti in Milan Country, why? Do you know , Uncle?"
Yang Tian asked with interest.
"No…" the older man waved his hand, "I probably haven't t you, maybe you just resemble soone I know."
"Oh? Who do I resemble?"
Yang Tian asked.
The older man fell silent, while the man next to him shouted, "Alright, alright, stop talking, let's start gambling. Kid, although you taught Ines Evil a lesson, if you don't have cigarettes, we won't allow you to gamble!"
"Cigarettes?" Yang Tian felt his pockets, "Indeed I don't have any cigarettes."
"Then step aside and don't disturb us!"
A mocking voice sounded, and a grotesque man stepped out. It was none other than the second bully in the prison, Fujate.
Fujate had just witnessed Yang Tian and Ines Evil's fight and had so apprehension about Yang Tian's strength.
But he absolutely couldn't allow such a terrifying figure in this place.
So he was always thinking of ways to severely teach Yang Tian a lesson, to show him that besides Ines Evil, he, Fujate, was a dominant figure here in the prison.
Now seeing Yang Tian trying to play poker without cigarettes, Fujate seized the opportunity to mock Yang Tian harshly.
"Cigarettes?"
Yang Tian sneered coldly, "I have lots, thousands of packs!"
"You have cigarettes? Then show us now!"
Fujate sneered coldly.
"I am a magician, I can conjure them!" Yang Tian pretended to perform like a magician, and with a flick of his hand, packs of cigarettes rained down like raindrops.
Of course, these cigarettes were all taken from the Demon Tree.
But the people around all changed their expressions: "Oh my god, is this really magic?"
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