Hong Kong film: Rise of Prison Break

A glint of light flashed in Da Mi's previously lifeless eyes, but a mocking sneer appeared on her face, and her voice was hoarse: "Your boss? Heh... I thought you, Crocodile Bro, had suddenly become so 'bone-minded' and wanted to go solo."

"Integrity? Can integrity feed you?"

The crocodile man scoffed, making no attempt to hide his reality.

"Enough with the nonsense, we all know each other well. So, are you going to do it or not?"

His gaze swept across the crowd and locked onto Robinson's hunched back as he slowly made his way to the queue for Warehouse Number One, a fierce glint in his eyes.

Da Mi followed his gaze to Robinson, then glanced at Zhang Wenjie, who was separating from Sha Biao and heading towards the queue not far away, her mind racing.

He didn't care whether the boss behind the crocodile guy paid him afterwards—it was better if he didn't, because that meant he could use it as leverage to squeeze more money out of him.

"Sure! Crocodile Bro is going to make me rich, how can I refuse such a good thing?" Big Mimi licked her chapped lips, then changed the subject, "But..."

"But what? Spit it out! Hurry up!" The midday sun made the crocodile man extremely irritable, and he urged impatiently.

Da Mi's cold gaze turned to Zhang Wenjie's back, her teeth clenching involuntarily as a deep-seated hatred and fear surged up.

"I can help you deal with that old geezer... but I need you to get rid of that annoying pretty boy first!"

He practically spat out those words through gritted teeth.

"Pshaw! I thought it was something big!"

The crocodile man curled his lip in disdain, twisted his thick neck, making a cracking sound, and his fleshy face trembled.

"That pretty boy? I could crush him with one hand! Have your men cooperate and create some chaos!"

He's a man of action, always ready to do what he says.

He immediately gave a wink to several familiar and equally fierce prisoners beside him, and then nodded to the wounded soldiers who were still following Big Mi's men.

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"Fuck you! Why did you hit me?!"

"Damn it! What are you glaring at me for?!"

"You good-for-nothings from Hung Hing, what are you looking at!"

Several deliberately raised provocations and angry shouts suddenly erupted in the relatively densely packed area where people were queuing!

The crowd, which was already somewhat restless due to the end of their exercise period, was ignited by this sudden conflict.

Several prisoners who were prepared immediately started pushing and shoving each other, hurling insults at each other.

Chaos spread rapidly, like a drop of water thrown into a pan of oil!

"Avenge Brother Mi!"

"That bastard from Tung Sing, beat him up!"

More prisoners, either incited or with pre-existing grudges, seized the opportunity to join the fray.

The scene instantly spiraled out of control! The sounds of fists and kicks, angry shouts, and screams filled the air.

The prison guards trying to maintain order shouted and brandished their batons, but the chaos spread like ripples and became difficult to control.

Crocodile Guy moved swiftly through the chaotic crowd like a slippery eel, aimlessly approaching Zhang Wenjie, who was following the edge of the No. 1 warehouse line and seemed somewhat "blindly" looking towards the center of the chaos.

Just as he approached within two or three meters of Zhang Wenjie, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes!

"Zhang Wenjie!!!"

With a thunderous roar, the crocodile man's massive body lunged forward, his bowl-sized fist whistling through the air as it slammed powerfully toward the back of Zhang Wenjie's head!

If that punch lands, it could knock someone unconscious instantly or even worse!

However, just as the fist was about to strike, a figure suddenly rushed out from the side and stood directly behind Zhang Wenjie!

It's Wendi Qian!

He had somehow gotten close to this side, and at this moment, he used his not-so-strong back to shield Zhang Wenjie from the crocodile man's long-planned heavy blow!

With a muffled thud, Qian Wendi was knocked forward, his face turned pale, and a trace of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. But he gritted his teeth, half-squatting to steady himself, and did not fall completely.

Robinson, who was just about to make his move, saw this scene and his eyes flashed with undisguised astonishment.

This new kid... actually took a punch for Zhang Wenjie?

Do they know each other?

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"You bastard! How dare you block my way!"

The crocodile man was enraged when his attack was blocked. Seeing that Qian Wendi was still half-crouching in front of him, he didn't think twice and kicked him hard in the waist and ribs!

"Ugh!" Qian Wendi groaned in pain as he was kicked and rolled to the ground, unable to get up for a moment.

Having cleared the obstacles, the crocodile grinned maliciously, took a half step back to adjust his center of gravity, and unleashed a powerful left punch, ignoring Zhang Wenjie.

In his eyes, Zhang Wenjie seemed to be "frightened" by the sudden attack, and his iron fist swung directly at the stomach of Robinson, who seemed to want to help but was old and weak!

"You old geezer! Brother Zu told me to give you a 'good' greeting!"

"You...!" Robinson felt a sharp pain in his stomach, as if his internal organs were being twisted together. He had difficulty breathing, and could only gasp for air with his mouth wide open. His body curled up.

In the blink of an eye!

Just as the crocodile man's attention was being diverted from Robinson and he was preparing to deal with the "terrified" Zhang Wenjie again...

A pale yet steady and powerful hand, like an iron clamp, suddenly reached out from the side and precisely grabbed the ankle of the left leg that Crocodile Man hadn't had time to retract before it kicked Qian Wendi down!

It's Zhang Wenjie!

He had turned around at some point, and there was no trace of being "stunned" on his face.

His eyes were cold and sharp, like a hawk eyeing its prey!

"Such a good leg, it's such a pity to break it." Zhang Wenjie's voice was eerily calm, as if he were commenting on an object.

With his left hand gripping the crocodile man's ankle tightly, his right hand, with its five fingers curled together like a tiger's claw, swiftly reached for the crocodile man's crotch!

"Anyway, you probably won't use this thing much anymore," Zhang Wenjie said with a cruel smile. "I'll help you out, so it won't be a burden!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly clenched his right hand, twisting and turning it violently!

"Awooo—!!!!!"

A piercing scream, so shrill it was inhuman, burst forth from the crocodile man's throat!

His face contorted instantly from indescribable pain, his eyes bulged, veins on his forehead throbbed, and all his strength seemed to be drained away by that one grip. His legs buckled, and he was about to kneel down.

However, his left leg was still firmly held by Zhang Wenjie.

"Broad back and thick waist, but not much stuff... Anyway, it's all useless, what's the use of keeping this troublesome leg?" Zhang Wenjie commented indifferently, and released his right hand.

The crocodile man's screams abruptly stopped, turning into a suffocating, gasping sound. His body arched up from extreme pain, like a boiled shrimp, collapsing forward helplessly.