Excessive ferocity due to caution

The temperature of the hot oil is approximately 150 degrees Celsius.

This temperature is almost incapable of causing harm to a unit with a strength value exceeding 800.

However, all the super criminals in Z City present were wearing collars, their powers were completely sealed, and all their superpowers and bloodlines were locked up.

Under such conditions, temperatures above 65 degrees Celsius can cause low-temperature burns to their bodies in a short period of time.

What's more, a can of oil heated to 150 degrees Celsius?

As Zhao Yi poured the can of scalding oil into the tattooed burly man's mouth, his face quickly turned a deep, dark liver color, and his eyes almost spit blood, but soon bulged out, turning into dead fish eyes.

Brown liquid and foam oozed from the corners of his eyes, nose, mouth, ears...

Because his throat had been shattered by Zhao Yi, he couldn't make a complete sound. He could only scream pitifully and comically while twitching on the ground like a dying fish. Before long, he stopped moving...

Zhao Yi handed the oil pot back to the dumbfounded employee who was serving food to the prisoners, and smiled slightly at him.

The latter shivered inexplicably.

These employees are also criminals in the desert prison, but because of their relatively good performance over the years, they have managed to get a job that can barely be considered a decent one.

This way, they no longer need to do manual labor day and night, and they can eat three full meals a day.

Having lived in this cage for many years, they had witnessed far too many terrible things.

People die here every day, and new prisoners come in every day. Men are beaten to death, women are humiliated to the point of despair and commit suicide, fights and brawls occur every day in this cold and desperate prison.

However, Zhao Yi's actions still instilled fear in them.

When someone is driven by passion, it's not surprising that they might do something cruel.

But if he committed such a cruel act in an extremely calm state, without blushing, his heart racing, or his hands trembling, it would inevitably send chills down one's spine...

In particular, this person had a look of pleasure on their face while doing this.

At this moment...

Everyone in the square realized the danger posed by this seemingly frail and thin man!

Looking at the half-cooked man lying dead on the ground, Zhao turned his head and stared at the group of burly men who had been so aggressive earlier, and slowly said:

"Who...who just took my food?"

His faint smile caused the burly men to take a step back!

However, they quickly regained their footing.

These men knew that there were at least several thousand people watching in the No. 3 canteen square. If they backed down when facing Zhao Yi at this moment, their gang's prestige in the prison would be greatly diminished!

No refunds!

We absolutely cannot back down!

Zhao Yi was also wearing a collar.

He's not some cannibalistic monster, what's there to be afraid of?!

The group exchanged glances and quickly decided to attack Zhao Yi!

"You son of a bitch, how dare you hit someone from our Black Tiger Gang!"

A burly man cursed angrily, seemingly to embolden himself, and then slammed a sweeping leg at Zhao Yi!

Zhao Yi took a half step back and kicked out with his right leg at a precise angle, hitting the strong man's knee almost vertically!

The sound of bones breaking could be heard.

The man's eyes widened, and before the pain could spread, he opened his mouth to scream. However, the next moment, Zhao Yi took the opportunity to kneel in a half-kneeling stance and unleashed a powerful straight punch with his left hand, striking the burly man's chin hard.

He suddenly shut his mouth, blood splattered, and half of his tongue fell to the ground!

The long-awaited screams finally erupted, and at that moment, two other people came from the side!

Their attacks are extremely tricky, not just brute force; they seem to have extensive close-combat experience from their time outside!

However, in addition to having the combat experience of many martial arts masters and veterans from the Warring States period martial arts manuals, what is more important is that Zhao Yi's evil eye ability was not sealed by the collar around his neck.

Zhao Yi observed everything the opponent did, from the speed at which the body's power flowed through the muscles to its transmission.

"The guy on the left throws a left punch, aimed at... my liver."

"The man on the right appears to be kicking, but it's actually a feint. The power is mainly concentrated in his hidden right palm, the target... my temple."

In a mere instant, Zhao Yi saw through their intentions completely.

A set of Master Ma's unique Lightning Five-Strike Whip.

Connect! Transform! Receive!

The man on the left was thrown off balance by the skillful force of the blow, falling backward, while the man on the right had his wrist seized by Zhao Yi the instant he threw a punch!

Elbow strike!

The man's strong wrist bent into a strange arc under the impact of a small force!

Joints are the sharpest weapons humans possess in hand-to-hand combat, but they are also among the most vulnerable parts of the body.

After his wrist was broken, the burly man with acne scars on his face instinctively tried to back away, but Zhao Yibin had no intention of letting him go. He tightened his grip on the man's wrist, and the man broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, forcing him to give up the idea of ​​backing away!

The next moment, Zhao Yi took half a step forward, bent his knees, and stabbed the strong man in the groin!

boom!

The burly man let out a loud howl, drool uncontrollably dripping from his mouth, instantly turning his pockmarked face a strange dark red.

Heart-piercing finger strike!

Zhao Yi gave his opponent no chance to breathe, delivering a third strike, but instead of hitting the strong man's heart, he aimed for his throat!

click -

A strange sound rang out, neither too loud nor too soft. The screams of the burly man from the Black Tiger Gang in front of them stopped abruptly. His eyes widened, and his body stiffened as he fell backward, crashing to the ground with an eerie sound.

The burly man who had been pushed aside by Zhao Yi earlier attempted to ambush him, but the half-dead, long-haired man on the ground suddenly got up, pulled out a pair of chopsticks from somewhere, grabbed the burly man from the Black Tiger Gang with one hand, and stabbed the chopsticks into the burly man's eyes!

puff!

The chopsticks were long; after piercing his eye, they didn't stop but continued all the way to his brain. The burly man from the Black Tiger Gang felt the threat of death and struggled incessantly. However, as the chopsticks continued to stir inside his brain, he quickly lost his strength...

After completing this simple combo, the long-haired, skinny man slumped to the ground, panting heavily, his hands trembling...

Zhao Yi glanced at him with some surprise.

He could clearly sense that the long-haired, skinny man was experiencing a frenzied excitement...

Several burly members of the Black Tiger Gang, who were not far away, saw their gang members die such a tragic death that the smiles on their faces vanished instantly.

Zhao Yi dusted off his prison uniform, smiled slightly as he stared at the Black Tiger Gang members at the dining table:

"I'll ask one last time."

"Who among you took my food?"

PS: First update. Starting today, I'm aiming for 80,000 words and striving for 10,000 (it might be a little filler at first, but I should be fine after a day or two). In short, there won't be any long filler posts. You all know my usual habits.

Rush! !