Counterfeit Hero

The fists like raindrops fell hard on the fat man. The fat man could only hold his head and face and roll on the ground. The miserable howl in his mouth had escalated to a scream. The scream seemed to have changed in pain. The torture after being put in the oil pan was so heartbreaking that all the prisoners in the D2 cell area felt as if they were in hell, and their hair stood on end.

Andre's face turned pale as he listened to the fat man's howling! Beatings of this level are not uncommon in Abnosk Prison, but this is the first time he has seen such an effect today! This fat man is simply... a bitch! Watching him wail and roll around on the ground like a shrew, occasionally begging for mercy, his arms protecting his plain face quite tightly, as if he has been relying on this face for his whole life. , even the posture in which he was beaten... looked so vulgar!

"Bah!" Andre couldn't help but spit hard! He had never seen such a person before. He mobilized a large number of people to find trouble for this fat man, which made Andre feel a little ashamed. He looked at Rex who was lying on the bed with injuries all over his body, and he really couldn't understand. Such a cowardly and insignificant fat man, even if he was sleepwalking, couldn't possibly beat Rex like this?

The fat man's screams, which were being punched, kicked, and beaten by five or six thugs, became smaller and smaller. After one thug kicked him hard in the chest, he suddenly became silent. These thugs are all experienced professional criminals. Fighting and fighting are common in prisons. They are extremely skilled in how to fight, how to beat people, and how to control the severity of the attack. At this time, when they heard that the fat man had made no sound, they all stopped without waiting for Andre's greeting. After all, beating someone to death is also a troublesome thing, and they would inevitably have to be blackmailed by the guards!

The crowd dispersed, and the fat man huddled on the ground. His prison clothes were covered with dust and footprints. He just lay there quietly, making no sound, and seemed to have fainted. Seeing the fat man's appearance, the doctor and Tou'er didn't know what was going on. They just felt frightened and their scalps were numb. Even with Andre and so many strong thugs beside them, they couldn't stop the fear from the bottom of their hearts.

In their opinion, this fat man lying quietly on the ground could get up at any time and turn into a terrifying demon! The four people retreated away from the crowd little by little, and the scene of the fat man waving his hands and yelling nervously appeared in front of them again. Just seeing this fat man sleeping makes people collapse. I wonder if people who fainted...could they be sleepwalking?

Of course a fainted person cannot sleepwalk... but a fat man can! This guy is now desperate and doesn't even know the difference between fainting and sleeping! Anyway, he had nothing to do with Bruce. Didn't others bring him in? To the charges he had listed, adding "fat people are very suspicious and go crazy when they are sick" was not a big deal!

Originally, the fat man didn't want to make the matter too big, so he just wanted to get beaten. Leave a good impression on Andre first, then flatter him with a straight face next time, and then use your other professional knowledge to please and deceive him, even if you get into the organization. Unexpectedly, even though he pretended to be in such a miserable state of fainting, he could not gain any sympathy from Andre. All he heard in his ears was his cold order: "Keep fighting!"

"continue?"

The fat man was so angry that he was filled with evil and fear. Looking at the situation like this, Andre would not be able to show his majesty without beating himself to death! very good! Are you going to beat me up, you stinky little bitch? Today I will let you see who the hell beats whom!

Just when several thugs gathered around and were about to start work again, Fatty snored. Under such circumstances, the snoring was so weird that all the prisoners looked at each other, while Tou'er and others couldn't help but let out a burst of panic. Shout: "Sleepwalking, be careful he sleepwalks!"

"Pah!" Andre slapped the closest Tou'er on the face with his backhand, sending Tou'er spinning around in a circle.

"What a fart dream!"

Andre roared angrily, turned his head and looked at the fat man on the ground, gritted his teeth, clenched his fists desperately, and said fiercely: "Are you pretending to be a ghost? I want to see what ability you have to keep pretending!" He raised his head Looking at a group of thugs, he said angrily: "What are you waiting for? Beat him to death!"

The thugs woke up from a dream. Almost at the same time as Andre gave the order, one of the fastest thugs had already kicked the fat man hard in the abdomen. The fat man who had been snoring like thunder suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were lifeless, and his dull gaze made people feel chilly. The muscles on his face were twitching, and there was a trace of drool hanging from the corner of his mouth. He was completely sleepwalking. madman.

Before the thugs could react, the fat man had already stood up. He grabbed one of the thugs in front of him and bumped him so hard that the thug's face was covered with blood. He fainted without even a grunt. The fat man's blood-stained face looked even more ferocious and terrifying. The blood flowed downwards with his trembling face, flowed through the corners of his dull mouth, mixed with saliva and dripped on the ground, making him look like a violent neurotic!

The thugs around them shouted and surrounded them. These desperadoes who are used to being arrogant in the prison will never be timid when more than twenty people fight against one! No matter how powerful this fat man is, he is not made of iron. Even if he is made of iron, they are confident of tearing him into pieces!

In addition to the previous thugs, some prisoners standing next to Andre also joined the battle group. Countless fists and flying kicks attacked the fat man like a storm, and the fat man among them was beaten up and down. Falling, like leaves in a heavy rain, they may fall to the ground at any time. Among these prisoners, there were many former army soldiers or those who had systematically learned martial arts. Ordinary people would suffer broken bones and tendons if they were punched by them. In everyone's eyes, this fat man was destined to die!

But the truth is always unexpected. Although the fat man was constantly hit by heavy punches, he still managed to remain standing. Those punches and kicks did not even cause a trace of pain to appear on his nervous expression... On the contrary, the pain appeared in his eyes. ...It is fanaticism, a kind of craziness that makes people frightened, as if being beaten is the most enjoyable thing for him. He stretched out his long tongue and kept licking around his lips, like... ***, like a slut! As the fat man's expression became increasingly excited and crazy, he began to take action.

The fat man's fists made everyone watching on the sidelines feel weak in their legs and feet. In their eyes, what the fat man was wielding was not fists, but two big hammers! Yes, one punch is enough, it is so unpretentious, it looks simple and even a bit dull straight punch, but no one can avoid it. The sound of that punch hitting someone was like a big hammer hitting a sandbag after violent windmill rotation, dull and terrifying. Every punch will definitely knock down someone. .

No one could believe their eyes, as if the sleepwalker was not the fat man, but themselves! Except for the four prisoners including Rex who had closed his eyes and Tao'er who turned his head and shivered, everyone else felt that they were experiencing a nightmare!

"Pa!" A thug who was slapped away by the fat man rose into the air and landed at Andre's feet. The poor thug was speechless, and half of his face looked like it had been hit by a train, making it almost impossible to identify who he was! Immediately afterwards, another thug was thrown out of the crowd. This guy was even worse. One of his hands was completely broken and twisted in a strange posture. His howl was even more miserable than the fat man just now. Before Andre came back to his senses, there were already very few people besieging the fat man. It wasn't that these desperadoes gave in because of fear. In fact, they didn't even have time to be afraid and avoid! The fat man in the crowd was like a monster with blood on his face, running rampant in the center. Anyone hit by him would end up with amputated arms and legs without exception!

The fat man's eyes were still fixed, but everyone could see the bloodthirsty light in his eyes. His expression was the same as before, the muscles on his face were twitching, saliva was dripping from the corner of his mouth, and a tongue was added Add to that, and the most devastating thing is that as he was slapping, Fatty, who was getting more and more excited, cried again. The kind of crying that makes people have a brain hemorrhage, it is a kind of...crying with joy...He cried while crying. He muttered to himself, and what he said were all meaningless and illogical words, as if he was arguing with someone, or crying. The people next to him could vaguely hear things like: "Old man pushing a cart... you are talking nonsense..." "Shuanglong Exploring the Pearl...you forced me...to take the lead...to catch you without mercy...to kill you..." This is a strange combination of words.

No one could describe their feelings. ***, is this fat man having a nightmare or an erotic dream?

Andre didn't know what the fat man was dreaming about, he only knew that he was having a nightmare! The fat man in the crowd has already begun to chase and kill. Anyone standing in his sight is the target of his crazy pursuit. When the fat man grabbed a tall prisoner, jumped up and bit him on the shoulder, the prisoners completely collapsed. This fat man was so terrifying. Not only was he unconscious no matter how hard he beat him, but he was as bloody and crazy as a demon, making all the most vicious prisoners A feeling of powerlessness arose from the bottom of my heart! For the first time, they felt so powerless and vulnerable! They are not afraid of people who are more violent than themselves, but they are afraid of madmen, who cannot be defeated no matter how hard they fight! If you can't defeat him, it means that you will be hit in the face by this guy, have your hands and feet broken, or have a large piece of flesh bitten off by him!

Human beings usually have more courage when faced with fights between companions. However, when these unarmed people find that they are facing an angry polar bear, any courage will disappear. Now, the fat man in this fight looks like a crazy polar bear to the prisoners in cell D2 and the crowded corridors. Those fists and kicks falling on him were like throwing a handful of salt into the sea, and this guy's face was even scarier than a polar bear.

Andre's hands and feet were cold and his heart was chilling. He didn't expect that he would suffer such a heavy blow so easily. If the fat man is allowed to continue fighting like this, after today, he may no longer have a foothold in Abnosk Prison! Those lying on the ground and those being chased by the fat man in circles are all the basic strength of his own strength! Losing them, even for just two or three days, will make you unable to stand up forever! Other forces will never just watch a great opportunity slip away from their eyes. Maybe at this time, some people have already begun to make plans for themselves!

"Stop!" Even though Andre was ashamed and angry, even though he wanted to slap himself twice, and even though in everyone's eyes, he was toasting instead of eating as a penalty, he still shouted this word.

The fat man didn't stop. A man in a crazy state would not listen to his opponent. He continued to chase and beat the prisoners, making the prisoners jump like dogs! Andre swore that when he shouted to stop, the fat man glanced at him. That look... there was an indescribable murderous look in his eyes... That look made Andre's heart sink to the bottom. This fat man is already murderous!

The fat man was chasing, but the scope of his pursuit was only in cell D2. Some of the smarter prisoners had already run to the corridor, leaving only a few prisoners still wandering around in the cell stupidly. Andre's voice made him focus all his attention on Andre. Seeing the fat man walking towards Andre in a dull and crazy way, all the prisoners were at a loss!

The most unavoidable choice is Andre. If he retreats at this time, he will never be able to raise his head again! But... when he faced this demonic fat man, the uncontrollable fear in his heart made him feel cold all over again. The dilemma made Andre fall into a daze. He just stared blankly at the fat man walking up to him, baring his blood-red teeth and raising his fist... until... Rex's voice sounded: "Don't fight. stop!"

Andre, who had closed his eyes, did not wait for the expected fist. When he opened his eyes, he saw a trace of struggle on the fat man's face. His face was twitching rapidly, and the fist raised to his ear could not help but tremble. .

Everyone held their breath. The fat man obeyed... Oh my god... The fat man listened to Rex...

Seeing that it was working, Rex shouted anxiously: "Brother...stop it...stop fighting!"

The fat man's face twitched, and his body trembled nervously. He finally put down his fists, fell blankly on the bed next to him, and fell asleep.

As the fat man snored, Andre found that his back was completely soaked in cold sweat. He was glad that he had escaped death and that he had made the right choice! At that time...as long as I take a step back, from now on, I will no longer have a place in Abnosk Prison!

For a moment, the entire room and corridor were silent. Everyone couldn't hide their shock when they looked at the fat man lying on the bed. Everyone has the feeling of waking up from a frightening nightmare. The heartbeat is still fast, but it feels like a heavy burden has been lifted off Qianjun. In their hearts, there is only one thought: "Never! Never! Don't mess with this scary fat man!"