Chapter 76

Yang Yi was not locked up, but was released directly, as if nothing had happened.

It was still time for a break, and the prison guards directly threw Yang Yi onto the playground.

The boxing champion was almost sent back to the playground with Yang Yi, but the boxing champion was welcomed by his younger brothers, while Yang Yi was alone.

As long as he finds an opportunity, the boxing champion can't wait to intimidate and threaten Yang Yi, as well as deal a psychological blow.

"Boy, have you figured out how to die? You are dead! I assure you that you are dead, even if I will go to the heavy prison area, you are dead!"

Ignoring the clamor of the boxing champion, Yang Yi's chest and stomach still hurt, so he walked alone to a corner with no one around, and found a place to sit down.

He let out a long breath, and felt a tingling pain in his chest when he exhaled.

"Everyone here is an asshole!"

Gritting his teeth and muttering in a low voice, Yang Yi began to rub his stomach.

A cage fight is inevitable, and Owen will arrange it.

Owen was very happy to see Yang Yi die. In this way, it would be easier to conceal the fact that Li Daitao was stiff. Although the real Benjamin might be a little troublesome, it was once and for all for Owen and the entire prison.

Yang Yi was looking at the boxing champion.

The boxing champion's figure is very strong, his neck looks almost as thick as his head, and even without a trace of fat on his body, his physique still looks very large.

Basically, what is the physique of Tyson, what is the same as the boxing champion, except for the difference in appearance, the rest of them are like carved out of the same mold.

Looking at Yang Yi again, although he is not short, he looks too thin in comparison. If the boxing champion is a heavyweight, then Yang Yi is a lightweight.

One heavyweight and one lightweight. A heavyweight boxer weighs more than 201 pounds, and a lightweight boxer weighs 135 pounds, which is about 61 kilograms. It looks similar, but in fact there is a big difference Eight, because heavyweight is the highest grade and lightweight is the ninth.

If this was a boxing match, it would be impossible to fight at all, because the gap between the two boxers was too great, and Yang Yi was at an absolute disadvantage. He didn't even need to fight to know that he would lose, so there was no one in such a match. look.

Fortunately, this is not a game, and there are no rules, whoever survives is the winner.

Or both are losers, but there will never be two winners, because only one can come out alive if they enter the cage.

On the whole, from all angles, Yang Yi is doomed, because he can use weapons, but the boxing champion can also use weapons. No one stipulates that the boxing champion can only use fists. Anyone with a normal IQ Everyone will buy Yang Yi to lose.

And the betting has indeed begun.

Buddy is the person who collects the bets. I don’t know if he is the banker, but a lot of prisoners surrounded Buddy, scrambling to bet on Buddy, and Buddy used a pen to write a book on a small book. write.

As if watching other people's affairs, Yang Yi sat on the ground and watched with cold eyes. At this moment, Chris, who had been deliberately staying away from Yang Yi, came over, and then he sat beside Yang Yi.

He took out the triangular pyramid hidden in his clothes and quietly handed it to Yang Yi. After hiding the triangular pyramid again, Yang Yi whispered, "Thank you."

Chris said softly: "You're welcome, you owe me a favor."

Yang Yi smiled and said: "Yes, I owe you a favor, and I will pay it back if I have the chance."

Chris sighed, and said: "I don't think you will have the chance to pay back. Although you are indeed very good, you shouldn't fight the boxing champion cage. You can still do him if you find a chance, but cage fighting You are really dead, your brain is the best, why did you choose to fight with a professional boxer?"

Sighing, Chris shook his head and said in a low voice: "You are about the same age as my son, I don't want to be nosy, but I really think of my son when I see you, so I don't want to see you die Yes, but I can't help it, I can only wish you luck."

Yang Yi smiled and said: "You can see your son after you go out, or did your son not come to visit the prison?"

Chris took a deep breath, and whispered: "He can't come, because he died, he died when he was twelve years old."

Yang Yi put away his smile and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Chris shook his head and said, "No need to apologize, I brought up the topic."

Yang Yi didn't know what to say, so he didn't say anything, and after a moment of silence, Chris said in a low voice: "I used to have a good job and a happy family, but a drunk My son died and everything was ruined after the little bastard drove his car into my yard, I took the gun and killed the bastard who drove the car, but I regret it now, I regret it very much, I should have put the car in Killed all four of them! I should have killed them all!"

Yang Yi said softly: "You killed the driver, so you came here, right?"

Chris nodded and said softly: "Yes, of course, I did what an angry father should do, but I didn't finish it. I just killed the driver before the police arrived, because I thought it was one man doing the other thing and I shot whoever drove the car but I was wrong, I was wrong, I went to jail and the remaining 3 bastards came into my house and they shot Killed my wife."

Yang Yi clenched his fists and said in a low voice, "How could this happen! What happened later? What happened to those three people?"

There was a helpless smile on Chris's face, and then he said in a very ethereal voice: "The police caught them, but they were all minors, and then the longest one of them was sentenced to ten years in prison, the shortest One of them was only two years old, and now they're all out of prison, and I'm still here."

Yang Yi shook his head and said in a low voice, "Damn..."

Chris shrugged his shoulders and said: "Of course they deserve to die, but this will have to wait until after I get out, sorry, I can't die, and I can't extend my sentence, you are a very polite young man, this reminds me of my Son, but I'm sorry, but I still can't help you."

After speaking, Chris patted Yang Yi on the shoulder and said with a smile: "All I can do is bet on you to win, two packs of cigarettes, this is the only place I can support you."

Yang Yi smiled and said: "I don't think it's support, well, just treat it as spiritual support, tell me, how to bet, and what are the odds?"

Chris smiled and said: "Oh, you may be disappointed, because you will be the one who buys to death, bet on a pack of cigarettes to start, you win, and a pack of cigarettes can become twenty packs, and you lose A pack of cigarettes pays for one, because the bet is cigarettes, so the odds can’t be lowered.”