Chapter 1257 (1/2)

Zhang Qiang is going to teach the new prisoner a lesson.

He has been in Jingshan prison for nearly ten years and has never seen such an arrogant prisoner.

”You two, get him!” Wang Qiang shouts to the two people around him.

When they heard him, they immediately approached Li Su.

The two of them grasped Li Su's arm with both hands. They must not lift his arm up.

But strange things happened. No matter how hard they tried, Li Su's arm was tightly hanging down, motionless, just like two iron hands welded together.

”Hold on, what are you doing?”

See his younger brother efficiency so underground, Wang Qiang's face suddenly some hang up.

”Old... Old, I can't move.” A person shivers of say.

”Waste, it's good for you to say that you are a murderer?”

Then he stepped forward and punched Li Su in the face.

Wang Qiang used to be a social monger, and fighting was even more common. He came to prison because he hacked a man on the opposite side in a fight.

So he is very confident in his punch. He has even seen the tragedy of Li Su being beaten down by him in advance.

But none of what he expected happened. The man standing in front of him didn't fall down. His fist didn't even touch anything.

Li Su, of course, won't be beaten in vain. Facing Wang Qiang's fist the size of a casserole, he stretched out his left hand and grasped Wang Qiang's wrist.

He didn't fight with such street gangsters for a long time. He thought it was something new.

Everyone was shocked by his action, including Wang Qiang himself.

Li Su began to slowly clench his left hand. He was ready to exert some pressure on Wang Qiang, so that he would not bother himself in the future.

At the beginning, there was nothing. Now Wang Qiang can feel the pain from his wrist.

The pain continued to intensify, and he clenched his teeth tightly.

He is the boss of the prison. Due to his face, he is too embarrassed to ask his younger brother to help.

But he couldn't help it at once, because if he continued like this, his wrist would break.

”Give it to me!” Wang Qiang called out.

Hearing his order, several other people rushed to Li Su at the same time, punching and kicking Li Su.

Li Su had to let Wang Qiang's wrist go first to avoid the attack of others.

The actions of those people are no different from slow motion playback in his eyes.

He used the hand to stir up casually a few times, those a few people fell on the ground in all directions, complain incessantly.

Wang Qiang knew that he had encountered a hard stubble, so he clenched his hands and made a very amateur boxing gesture.

Just then, the voice of the prison guard came from the door: ”what's the noise? What are you doing?” The head of the C.O. appeared from the small window on the door. He saw several people lying on the ground, but he didn't open the door.

”Brother C.O., they are hip-hop dancing to welcome me.” Li Su replied.

The C.O. laughed and said, ”there are a lot of tricks, but you should be quiet, or you will be invited to the dark room for a cup of tea.”

Hearing the three words of the little black room, he fell to the ground. Several people got up one after another. One of them said, ”it's over. There won't be any more noise.”

After the prison guards left, several of them were still staring at Li Su, but now no one dare to make any action.

A few of them suffered losses just now, and they still had some pain. They didn't dare to do anything in a short time.