Yang Yi returned to the cell, and when he returned, Zhang Yong was already inside.

Zhang Yong sat on the bed, and when he looked at Yang Yi, his eyes were particularly cold.

"Brother Yong, what's wrong?"

Zhang Yong took a breath, and then he slowly said, "You can beat ten of them now, right? You're so awesome, right?"

"Ah, what's wrong, no..."

Yang Yi was a little confused, and he didn't know what Zhang Yong meant by saying these words.

Zhang Yong stood up, walked to Yang Yi, and then suddenly took action, slapped Yang Yi in the face.

With a crisp sound, Yang Yi immediately covered his face, and then he said in extreme surprise: "What are you doing?"

Zhang Yong said with a cold face: "Aren't you amazing? Why can't you avoid it?"

"I……"

Another crisp sound was heard, and Yang Yi covered his left face.

Yang Yi felt a burning pain on his face.

As the saying goes, if you hit someone, you shouldn’t slap your face. Even if Zhang Yong gets angry, he shouldn’t slap him in the face. Yang Yi thought so, so he angrily said, “You have something wrong! What are you doing!”

Zhang Yong did not answer Yang Yi's question. He just took two steps back, then waved his hands, and made a starting move of Wing Chun, and immediately hit Yang Yi.

Yang Yi rushed to fight quickly, but before his hand could touch Zhang Yong, his chest was heartbroken, and then he immediately stumbled back a few steps until his back hit the iron gate.

Yang Yi felt that even his breathing was starting to be difficult. He slowly slid to the ground, but Zhang Yong said sternly: "Stand up!"

Although he often fought with Zhang Yong before, Zhang Yong always made a move. It was the first time that Yang Yi was beaten so painful and miserable.

But Zhang Yong still showed mercy. If he didn't keep his strength, even if Zhang Yong's punch could not kill Yang Yi, he would definitely break her bones.

"stand up!"

Zhang Yong shouted angrily again, Yang Yi gritted his teeth and supported himself to stand up with force.

"Come on, come on, hit me. Are you not very powerful now? Come on, hit me on, come on!"

Zhang Yong roared again, Yang Yi gritted his teeth and suddenly hit Zhang Yong.

Yang Yi was very angry, so he didn't keep his strength, but he grabbed Zhang Yong's arm and was easily pushed aside, and then he was punched hard in his stomach.

This time, Yang Yi lay on the ground, curling like a shrimp, so painful that he couldn't even make a sound.

"Get up! Stand up!"

Yang Yi's tears and snot were all over his pain. It was not because he was weak, but because he could not control it at all.

After a while, Yang Yi said intermittently: "Get up... won't come..."

Zhang Yong let out a long sigh, then he squatted down, looked at Yang Yi's face, and said with anger: "Do you think you are very good at fighting now? Do you think you are invincible in the world?"

After Yang Yi stretched out his sleeves and wiped his face, he slowly turned over and lay on the ground, and then said helplessly: "Why are you doing so hard? Second! I don't feel that I am invincible in the world, otherwise I wouldn't have lie here! Second! Second! It hurts so much!"

Zhang Yong grabbed Yang Yi's clothes and pulled Yang Yi from the ground and hung it in the air. Then he said viciously: "Then how dare you stop? Well? I want to ask you, how can you stop with confidence from where you are, leaving space and reaction time for your opponent? How can I teach you!"

Yang Yi suddenly realized that Zhang Yong beat him just for him to stop him when he was dealing with the people of Hell Angels.

"I, my..."

Yang Yi stuttered: "Do not take action, show mercy, don't take action, but, but..."

Zhang Yong let go of his hand, and Yang Yi immediately lay back on the concrete floor. He continued to grin and turn over again in pain.

Zhang Yong exhaled, and then he said coldly: "Where is this place?"

"prison."

"Does the prisoners in the prison have guns?"

"No, but..."

Zhang Yong said viciously: "Shut up! No, no, no, you idiot! The person you are facing is the most dangerous group of people in the world. If you leave him a glimmer of chance, then you will die! The opponent stops when he shouts to stop. Do you think this is on the ring? If this is not in prison but outside, there will be any consequences, he can take out a gun and kill you with one shot!"

Yang Yi said weakly: "But this is in prison, they don't have guns, so I stopped..."

"Shut up!"

Zhang Yong seemed even more angry. He grabbed Yang Yi's neck and said angrily: "If you know you are wrong, just fuck you will correct it! It's not a quibble, you idiot! If you make a mistake once, you will die! You will die!"

Yang Yi opened his mouth, and then he whispered: "I was wrong. I understand. Brother Yong, I remember. I will not make any more mistakes in the future, absolutely not!"

Zhang Yong let out a long sigh, and then he said to Yang Yi with a fierce look on his face: "Do you think it would be great to be able to beat more than a dozen prisoners? Let me tell you, no! They are just a group of scumbags, they are just crueler than ordinary people, but shameless than ordinary people. He dares to shoot a gun, that's it! They are not masters, they are just ordinary people who dare to pick up a knife to stab people, do you understand?"

"clear."

"So don't think you are too great. If you are half-tongued like this, you will die if you meet a master. Besides, you are just a beginner. You are not a master yet. Don't rush to lift your tail up to the sky!"

Yang Yi slowly sat up, and then he whispered: "I'm sorry, Brother Yong."

Zhang Yong waved his hand angrily and said, "You are not sorry for me. You are just not responsible for your own life. Do you know how many masters there are in this world? If you can't see it, it doesn't mean they don't exist. You are a spy, but you don't know how dangerous the world you want to be in."

After a breath of relief, Zhang Yong said in a deep voice: "Master, you die because of carelessness. There are many such people every year. I don't know how many of them are. You have to understand that the powerful thing is not fists, but guns! Can you pass the bullets faster than you? People hook their fingers and take your life! Do you think you can be invincible if you can fight? No, a child can kill you even if he has a gun. What's the rare thing in Africa's baby soldiers shooting you to death?"

After breathing, Zhang Yong said angrily: "You are like this now, and you will die when you meet a master. As for encountering a gun, haha, either don't take action. If you do it, you must ensure that your opponent loses the ability to move and never give him a chance to shoot him! You are quite powerful, and you dare to show mercy to others while you are fighting."

Yang Yi whispered: "I know I was wrong, Brother Yong, I promise not to make any more mistakes in the future."
Chapter completed!