Chapter 280: Puppets with a snare

At five o'clock in the evening, it is the vent time for prison No. 8 to release the air every day.

Therefore, at this time, almost all prisoners in the cell gather on the playground. They either play basketball or exercise to breathe fresh air... In short, everyone cherishes this opportunity to let the air go.

After everyone in Room 3 came out, they were very stylish and attracted everyone's attention.

Because of the existence of an old ghost, Room 3 has always been a taboo place that everyone is secretive.

However, today everyone did not see the old ghost, but instead a young man was brought out like stars and moonlight.

"Hey... Isn't this the guy who was sent in at night?" Someone recognized Xiao Ming with sharp eyes.

"Yes, this kid has entered Room 3 and is not cleaned up?"

"No, according to the convention of Room 3, newcomers who enter must pass the big bearded level. Look at the big bearded man who is polite to him, just like treating his own father."

The prisoners were talking, obviously a little confused by this situation.

However, the bearded man ignored everyone's gaze and kept introducing something to Xiao Ming in front of him. When he arrived at the center of the playground, there were two stone benches, and there were already people sitting on it.

The bearded man walked up and shouted loudly: "Are you blind? Didn't you see that we are from Room 3? You can sit on this stool?"

The two tall and big guys sitting on the stone bench were yelled and didn't dare to let go of one of them, so they hurriedly avoided them.

People in Room 3 will not provoke them if they can.

The bearded man walked forward, carefully wiped the stone bench with his sleeve, and then said to Xiao Ming: "Brother Xiao Ming, please sit down."

"Brother Bearded, we don't have to be so polite."

Having said that, Xiao Ming still sat on the stone bench and glanced at the crowd with sharp eyes.

From the beginning of his departure, he felt several gazes staring at him. The sixth sense of martial arts cultivator was different from that of ordinary people, so Xiao Ming tried to find out who it was.

Unfortunately... there are too many prisoners here, so I can't find out who is staring at him.

However, Xiao Ming didn't care. Anyway, he couldn't find a second martial arts cultivator in the No. 8 prison, except for the old ghost, so he had nothing to worry about.

After Xiao Ming sat down, the bearded man and several others surrounded him and moved.

This place is leaning against the basketball court, so the people in Room 3 directly started playing basketball.

What they didn't know was that from the northeast corner of the playground, three people were slowly leaning towards Xiao Ming.

These three people walk very carefully, like cats cushioning, silently.

The three of them walked and exchanged their eyes.

One of them shook his wrist and something like a soft silk slipped out from his sleeve. The other person put on that kind of fist. The last person was holding a triangular thorn in his hand.

When these three people came to Xiao Ming, they were instantly divided into three routes.

Their division of labor was very clear, and the man holding the soft silk leaned towards Xiao Ming's back, while the other two were from one left and one right.

This ensures that Xiao Ming has nowhere to escape.

I have to say that the calculations of these three people are quite exquisite. When they came to the front, Xiao Ming seemed to have not reacted yet, and was still watching the bearded man and the others playing basketball.

At this moment, the bearded man made a long three-pointer.

Xiao Ming naturally raised his neck, his eyes seemed to slide along with the track of the basketball.

Excellent opportunity!

The man holding the soft silk made a quick decision and rushed forward with a quick step, ready to tie Xiao Ming's neck from behind. The man holding the fist in his hand swung a powerful punch, hitting Xiao Ming's face.

The person holding the triangular thorn in his hand made a strange straight thorn, stabbing Xiao Ming's chest.

The cooperation between these three people was quite tacit, almost perfect.

If it were ordinary people, they would not be able to react at all.

However, they seem to have picked the wrong person.

Xiao Ming seemed to have eyes on his back, and with his hands slapped the stone bench, his body soared into the air, avoiding the attack of the gloomy triangular thorn. Then his left leg quickly pressed down and his ankle kicked the fist of the man who was clenching his fist.

And his free right hand slapped hard on the cheek of the man behind him.

"Bang..."

The man who pinched the soft silk with his hands was thrust hard, and a mouthful of blood mixed with his teeth soared into the sky, and his body flew backwards.

"Bang……"

It seemed that he was hit by a strange force, and he clenched his hand and sniffed the man with a muffled groan, took a step back, and looked at Xiao Ming in a uncertain way.

It's really terrible!

Xiao Ming only used a subconscious reaction to resolve the attack combination of these three people with a very tacit understanding. This must have a very different brain reaction speed and extremely strong personal strength than ordinary people.

Not only that, the man who had his hands squeezed his soft silk fell to the ground, motionless, as if he had been knocked out.

Xiao Ming glanced coldly at the remaining two people and said coldly: "Who sent you?"

The remaining two looked at each other, then spit out a very strange syllable, and rushed towards Xiao Ming again.

I have to say that although these two people are not martial arts practitioners, they cooperate very well. Without a long period of drilling, they would not be able to achieve such joint attack power.

Now the chemical effect between them has exceeded the effect of one plus one equal to two.

The man wielded the Sanling Army stabbing, his weapon swung like a spirit snake, and his attack speed was extremely fast. The man with a tiger stab on his fist was howling, and he kept calling Xiao Ming around him.

Under the attack of these two people, Xiao Ming did not feel panic at all, and he was like a clever butterfly.

His movements were calm and pleasing to the eye as smooth as flowing clouds.

Xiao Ming did not intend to attack at all, but avoided the opponent's attack while carefully checking out the prison guards around him. What's strange is that the prison guards who should have been watching on the side disappeared without a trace at this moment.

This is not as simple as dereliction of duty...

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Ming's mouth, and he immediately knew what was going on.

The group of people in Room 3 saw Xiao Ming suddenly fighting with someone. The other party still had weapons, so they immediately knew what was going on.

"Damn, where did this bastard come from? How dare I bully my brother Xiao Ming?"

"Brothers, let's do it together!"

The bearded men rushed over immediately.

However, at the moment they were acting, several prisoners rushed over from all directions.

They didn't say much, but surrounded the bearded man and the others, obviously they came prepared.

The remaining prisoners did not dare to participate, and they all hid on the side and watched, for fear of causing harm to the fish in the pond.

The situation became more and more intense. There were almost fifty prisoners on the entire playground, attacking Xiao Ming and the others like a tide.

Strangely, these people's eyes were empty and dull, like puppets being rigged, without any human feelings!
Chapter completed!