Chapter 112 Responsibility for Myself

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 extremely cold.

"Brother Yong, what's the matter?"

Zhang Yong took a breath, and then he said slowly: "You can hit ten at a time, right? Awesome, right?"

"Ah, what's the matter, no..."

Yang Yi was messed up, he didn't even know what Zhang Yong meant by these words.

Zhang Yong stood up, walked in front of Yang Yi, and suddenly slapped Yang Yi on the face.

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

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

"I……"

There was another crisp sound, Yang Yi covered his left face.

Yang Yi felt a burning pain on his face.

As the saying goes, you don't slap someone in the face, even if Zhang Yong is angry about something, he shouldn't slap him in the face. Yang Yi thought so, so he said angrily: "There is something wrong with you! What are you doing!"

Zhang Yong didn't answer Yang Yi's question, he just took two steps back, then waved his hands, and after doing a Wing Chun kick, he immediately punched Yang Yi.

Yang Yi rushed to fight eagerly, but before his hand touched Zhang Yong, his chest was in pain, and he immediately stumbled back a few steps until his back hit the iron gate.

Yang Yi felt that it was difficult to even breathe, and he slowly slid to the ground, but at this moment Zhang Yong said sharply: "Stand up!"

Although he often fought against Zhang Yong before, Zhang Yong always managed to reach the end. It was the first time that Yang Yi was beaten so painfully and miserably.

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

"stand up!"

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

"Come on, come on and hit me, aren't you very powerful now, come on and hit me, 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 spare any strength in his attack, but his arm that was grabbing Zhang Yong was easily pushed aside, and then he was punched heavily in the stomach.

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

"Get up! Stand up!"

Yang Yi's painful tears and snot all came down, not because he was weak, but because he couldn't control it at all.

After a while, Yang Yi said intermittently: "Get up...not come..."

Zhang Yong let out a long breath, then squatted down, looked at Yang Yi's face, and said angrily: "Do you think you are very good at fighting now, do you think you are invincible?"

After Yang Yi stretched out his sleeve and wiped his face, he slowly turned over and lay down on the ground, then he said helplessly: "Why did you hit me so hard, Oo! I don't think I am invincible, otherwise I wouldn't Lying here! Tsao! It hurts me to death!"

Zhang Yong grabbed Yang Yi's clothes, dragged Yang Yi from the ground and hung him in the air, then he said viciously: "Then how dare you stop? Huh? I want to ask you, where did you come from?" Dare to stop with confidence and leave space and reaction time for your opponent? How can I teach you!"

Yang Yi suddenly realized that it turned out that Zhang Yong beat him only because he kept his hand when he was dealing with the Hell Angels.

"I, I..."

Yang Yi stammered: "Shoot without mercy, show no mercy, but, but..."

Zhang Yong let go of his hand, and Yang Yi immediately lay back on the concrete floor, grinning in pain and turning over again.

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

"prison."

"Do the inmates in prison have guns?"

"No, but..."

Zhang Yong said viciously: "Shut up! No but, no but, you idiot! The people you are going to face are the most dangerous group of people in the world, if you leave him a chance, you will die! You stop when your opponent yells to stop, do you think this is in the ring? If this is not in a prison but outside, what will the consequences be, he can pull out a gun and kill you with one shot!"

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

"Shut up!"

Zhang Yong became even angrier. He grabbed Yang Yi's neck and said angrily, "If you know you made a mistake, then fucking correct it! It's not a sophistry, you idiot! Make a mistake once and you'll die! Dead!"

Yang Yi opened his mouth, and then he whispered: "I was wrong, I understand, Brother Yong, I will remember, I will not do it again in the future, absolutely not!"

Zhang Yong let out a long breath, and then he said to Yang Yi with a fierce face: "Do you think it's great to beat a dozen prisoners? Let me tell you, no! They are just a bunch of scum, but they are more ruthless than ordinary people. It’s just shameless than ordinary people, and he dares to shoot if you give him a gun, that’s all! They are not experts, they are just ordinary people who dare to pick up a knife and stab someone, understand?”

"clear."

"So don't think that you are so great. If you are half-toned, you will die if you meet a master. What's more, you are just a beginner. You are not a master. Don't rush to raise your tail to the sky!"

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

Zhang Yong waved his hand angrily, and said: "You didn't apologize to me, you just didn't take responsibility for your own life, do you know how many masters there are in this world? Just because you can't see them doesn't mean they don't exist, you want to be a spy People, but you have no idea how dangerous the world you are going to be in."

Taking a breath, Zhang Yong said in a deep voice: "Master, he died because of carelessness. There are people like this every year. I don't know how many there are. You have to understand that what is powerful now is not the fist, but the gun! You can pass it as fast as you can!" Bullets? People hook their fingers to kill you! Do you think you are invincible if you can fight? Shit, a child with a gun can kill you. What’s so rare about those child soldiers in Africa shooting you to death. "

Breathing out, Zhang Yong said angrily: "If you are like this now, you will die if you meet a master. As for someone with a gun, hehe, if you don't do it, you must ensure that the opponent loses the ability to move. Never Give him a chance to pull out his gun and give you a shot! You are quite powerful, and you dare to show mercy to others when you fight."

Yang Yi said in a low voice: "I know I was wrong, Brother Yong, I promise I will never do it again."

Zhang Yong said slowly: "You don't need to promise me, just remember it yourself, you only have one life, so be responsible for yourself."