Excessive ferocity due to caution

"Dinner's ready!"

"Stand still, everyone!"

"You fucking scum, trash, garbage! Want a bullet?!"

"Line up in a row!!"

In the bright and spacious indoor plaza, a long queue stretched out, with people holding iron plates and waiting to get their food.

These people varied in height, weight, and skin color, but they all wore identical orange-yellow prison uniforms and had special smart metal rings around their necks.

On the second floor of the square stood hundreds of fully armed gunmen.

They stood ready, their eyes fixed on the prisoners below, their mocking gazes tinged with coldness.

Zhao Yi and a thin, long-haired man stood at the end of the line.

He tested his abilities.

Everything is locked.

The metal ring around his neck even locked his soul weapon.

Now, Zhao Yi's strength has returned to a normal level because of this metal ring, but he can no longer use his soul weapon or his inventory.

Fortunately, he possesses unparalleled bloodline skills.

The power of the darkest personality can be used slightly... for example, the evil eye.

Apart from that, everything else was sealed off by the metal ring around her neck.

Zhao Yi surveyed his surroundings and saw that all the criminals in prison uniforms were wearing metal rings and were kept in captivity like dogs.

Clearly, the prisoners in this jail are not simple characters.

Zhao Yi used his Evil Eye to observe the metal ring and obtained some basic information.

[Superpower Lockdown Device: Capable of suppressing almost all forces, and extremely sturdy in itself.]

[How to open: Super Key.]

[Note: If the super-power lock is forcibly activated, the head will explode before the power returns to the body.]

...

"The lock cannot be opened by any other means; we must find the key."

Zhao Yi lowered his head and pondered.

A commotion suddenly broke out at the front of the line.

He stepped to the side and saw several burly men with tattoos trying to cut in line.

These people were initially at the front of the line. After getting their food, they handed it over to two of them to reserve seats. The rest of them cut in line and got their food again, so that each of them could eat one or even several portions of food.

According to Zhao Yi's observation—

These people cutting in line appear to be members of some powerful gang inside the prison.

Those behind them dared not speak out against their anger.

However, since these people cutting in line didn't affect their meals, none of them stepped forward.

But Zhao Yi is different.

He was the last person in the long line.

Judging from the mocking expressions of the guards on the second floor of the square and the criminal identities of Zhao Yi and his group, it's easy to conclude that the food supply was definitely limited.

Otherwise, those burly men wouldn't have cut in line to get several servings.

Those at the back of the line were mostly criminals who were relatively thin.

Because their abilities are completely sealed by the metal ring around their necks, physical stature becomes the primary standard of reference for communication within this prison.

When skill levels are similar, a larger person beating a smaller person is like a father beating his son.

Not long after, those burly men cut in line for the second time.

Someone behind them couldn't stand it anymore and cursed a few times.

Then the burly men who had cut in line suddenly turned around and stared at him. One of them was two meters tall and came up in front of him, immediately blocking the light in front of him and leaving a large shadow.

"What did you just curse at us?"

The burly man spoke in a deep, rumbling voice, his face contorted in a ferocious expression.

The blond-haired man who had spoken shrank his neck.

"I...I didn't insult you..."

The burly man reached out and grabbed the blond-haired man. Before the blond-haired man could even defend himself, he was punched hard in the face!

boom!

Yellow Hair screamed and collapsed to the ground, completely disoriented, his vision blurring, blood gushing from his mouth and nose...

However, the burly men had no intention of letting him go. They went up and kicked him repeatedly. After a few kicks, the blond-haired man was lying on the ground, urinating and defecating, convulsing and motionless...

"What utter bullshit!"

A burly man, looking at the filth on his shoes, disgustedly spat at the blond-haired man and rejoined the line.

This time, no one dared to speak.

To Zhao Yi's slight surprise, the armed men above seemed to have no intention of interfering at all.

They simply watched it all with cold, even mocking, gazes.

Those who are able to come to the Sand Sea Prison seem to be people who have committed serious crimes.

No one will feel sympathy for these people's deaths.

Not long after, a guard came in and took the blond-haired man away.

The line gradually shortened, and the food at the counter gradually decreased.

When it was Zhao Yi's turn, the six people in front of him... had already run out of food.

The four people in front collapsed to the ground, their faces pale.

They only eat one meal a day, and they have a lot of physical labor to do in the afternoon.

I didn't eat this meal, and I don't know how I'll get through the day.

Moreover, their superpowers are sealed, so they can't compete with those strong men. They didn't eat enough yesterday, and they're extremely weak right now. If they don't eat soon, they might die here if they have to do strenuous physical labor this afternoon!

The thin, long-haired man in front of Zhao Yi came to the food serving area, looked carefully, and after confirming that there was no leftover food, turned around and walked towards the burly men who had cut in line.

Those tall, burly men looked at them, these poor, starving wretch, with mocking eyes, chatting and laughing.

But as the long-haired man approached them, the eyes of these burly men, each the size of an ox, underwent a subtle change.

"Look!"

"A new dog has come here begging for food, hahaha!"

A burly man pointed with chopsticks at the long-haired, skinny man walking towards him and laughed loudly.

His smile immediately drew laughter from the group of people around him.

"These new dogs don't know the rules and they're unlucky; they were last in line for food. Poor thing!"

"Haha, I can't wait to see what they'll be like working this afternoon!"

These burly men mocked Zhao Yi and his companions for not having eaten, completely ignoring the long-haired, skinny man getting closer and closer.

He was so thin.

He was so thin that he posed little real threat to others... at least not before he made his move.

However, when he reached the burly man closest to him, the situation reversed.

Amidst the incredulous gazes of the others, this skinny man suddenly jabbed two fingers into the eyes of the burly man who was eating in front of him!

Perhaps because he was so thin, he was incredibly fast, and the strong man couldn't stop him!

Squeak!

A sound that made your eyelids twitch violently rang out.

The strong man's eyes were gouged out by the bamboo pole man!

Blood gushed out, and he covered his bleeding face, screaming in agony!

The fully armed guards upstairs remained unmoved.

They only deal with large-scale riots and don't concern themselves with interactions between prisoners.

Upon seeing the blood, the other burly men at the table couldn't hold back any longer. Their eyes flashed with ferocity as they strode menacingly toward the long-haired, skinny man!

"New stray dog, you will pay a heavy price for your foolish actions!"

A burly man lunged forward and threw a punch at the skinny man!

The stick-pole man had no time to dodge and had to block with both arms, but his weight was not enough to block the punch. He fell backward in a sorry state, and his arms were in excruciating pain!

"You bastard, you're asking for it!"

The burly man kicked out again, and the bamboo-pole man dodged in a sorry state.

At the same time, the other tall and burly thugs surrounded the skinny, stick-thin man!

The bamboo-pole man surrounded by others showed no fear in his eyes, only gloom and excitement.

"You can't escape now, you new little stray!"

"Since you dared to gouge out Xiong Tie's eyes, today you'll have to use your own eyes to feed him!"

These burly men surrounded him and knocked the bamboo-pole man down with a few punches and kicks, then proceeded to beat and kick him relentlessly!

The man with the bamboo pole was clearly experienced in combat, unlike the blond-haired guy who was foolish. He covered his private parts with his hands and curled up.

Under the relentless blows and kicks, blood gushed from his mouth and nose, his body felt like it was falling apart, and his consciousness gradually faded...

Just as his defenses were about to crumble, a lazy voice came from not far away:

"Hey...who took my food?"

The group of fierce-looking, tattooed men turned around, their brutal eyes fixed on Zhao Yi, who was standing by the food counter.

It was he who spoke.

"You bastard, are you tired of living?"

"Didn't you see your grandfathers are busy?"

"Are you in such a hurry to die?"

A burly man, blood rushing to his head, stepped forward, ready to attack Zhao Yi as well!

However, just as he threw a punch, Zhao Yi suddenly changed his posture, not only dodging his attack with a skillful angle, but also striking the strong man's throat with his palm strike, shattering his Adam's apple!

All of this happened almost instantly!

Although Zhao Yi's power was sealed, many combat experiences recorded in the Warring States Martial Arts Manual remained in his mind!

Zhao Yi is now a veteran who has experienced countless killings!

I wouldn't say I could take on ten, but easily taking on five or six wouldn't be a problem!

Before the others could figure out what was going on, they saw the burly man who had punched Zhao Yi kneel down, clutching his throat with both hands and making strange noises.

"Hmm...uh..."

Zhao turned around, calmly and slowly rolled up his sleeves, took the oil can for frying crispy pork from the food counter, and, to the astonishment of the others, grabbed the burly man's hair and poured the scalding hot oil into his mouth...

PS: Second update.

I'll start live-streaming my writing tomorrow and won't be using my phone anymore.

Thousands of days! !