The women at home were still making noise, and Zhang Feng was not idle either. He went into the detention center. He planned to be quiet for a few days, feel the master's level true energy, carefully study the body protection energy, etc., and further stabilize his realm.

However, the tree wanted to be quiet but the wind did not stop. As soon as he entered the class room, Zhang Feng discovered that someone seemed to be targeting him.

"Your bed is there!"

As soon as the iron gate was closed, a bald suspect pointed to the bed close to the toilet and smiled at Zhang Feng.

There were nine people in the class room, and the beds were a row of large bunk beds. The closest place to the door was the toilet squat pit. The bed the suspect pointed at was separated from the toilet by a low wall. It must feel bad when sleeping in that place.

As soon as the words were spoken, the other suspects just laughed and were about to watch the fun.

Zhang Feng stood still, pointed to the bald suspect, and said calmly: "What if I had to sleep in the bed behind you?"

The bed is by the window. Although the iron railings seal the window, it is well ventilated and has better light.

"Boy, do you know who I am?" The bald suspect stood up with a fierce look on his face.

The others immediately stopped laughing and looked at the two of them nervously.

Zhang Feng tilted his head and could see that the bald head was an "old man" in the detention center and knew very well how to establish his authority and how to seek benefits for himself.

"It doesn't matter who you are. What's important is that I want the bed behind you!" Zhang Feng smiled leisurely, not at all like confronting others, but seemed very relaxed.

"It seems you really don't know who I am." The bald suspect grinned a few times, waved his hand, pointed at Zhang Feng, and shouted loudly: "Tell him who I am!"

"Bald strong!"

The other eight suspects yelled together.

The sound was quite loud, but when Zhang Feng heard this, he almost spit out his saliva, "Bald head strong?"

"Yes, grandpa, I am bald Qiang, the name Zhao Qiang. This time, this is the fourth time I have come in. I stabbed someone with a knife. If that guy doesn't die, I might not be able to go out in three to five years!" Zhao Qiang raised his head and pointed at himself with his thumb. The more arrogant you are, the more arrogant you are.

As for armed injuries, it seems that he doesn't care.

Zhang Feng raised his eyebrows and asked seriously: "Do you know Xiong Da and Xiong Er?"

“…”

The scene was silent. The eight men squatting in front of the bunk had all had strange expressions, but no one dared to make a sound, and even lowered their breathing, for fear of making a sound to attract attention.

"Who do you say...?" Zhao Qiang scratched his head and asked.

Zhang Feng's mouth twitched a few times and said, "Xiong Da, Xiong Er!"

"ah?"

Logically speaking, Zhao Qiang should have gotten angry at this time and took action directly. Real men do it as soon as they say it, but this guy caught the bald man.

"I don't know them. Which road is on the road? Judging from the names, it should be very powerful characters. Why haven't I heard of it? Isn't it from Tangdu? "

The bald head was about to be scratched, so stupid, not at all the cruel look he had just now.

"You..." Zhang Feng pointed at him, his trembling hand indicating his inner fluctuations.

Then, he covered his stomach and squatted on the ground with a smile.

The eight men squatting beside the bed could not stand it anymore and did not dare to laugh blatantly. They all "swish" one by one, as if they saw a joke while squatting and defecating, and the shit was broken.

"What are you laughing at?"

Zhao Qiang saw that he was being ridiculed and shouted loudly. The eight men were so scared that they quickly held back, and their faces turned pale in an instant.

From this point of view, we can see that Zhao Qiang is definitely a ruthless person.

"Hahaha..." Zhang Feng was still laughing.

"Why are you laughing at?"

Zhao Qiang was furious, pointed at Zhang Feng and rushed over, grabbed the yellow vest, and brought an ugly face that had been deformed to Zhang Feng. The two looked at each other.

Zhang Feng stopped smiling and asked lightly: "Have you watched "Bears"?"

Zhao Qiang shook his head, "Movie?"

"Swish..." Zhang Feng almost choked by his saliva again, and said with a forced slap: "There is a good and bad protagonist in the cartoon. He is very ugly and named... Bald strong!"

“…”

At this moment, Zhao Qiang's face was as ugly as it was. His hideous face was cramping. He clenched Zhang Feng's clothes tightly and asked, "Xiong Da, where is Xiong Er?"

Zhang Feng grinned and said white teeth: "Two bears!"

"My mother!" Zhao Qiang was furious, swung his fist and smashed it to Zhang Feng's face.

With a powerful punch, this guy is definitely a trainer and not a real warrior, but he is much stronger than ordinary people. Perhaps five or six people are not his opponents, no wonder he was able to hurt people repeatedly and go to jail.

However, his opponent is Zhang Feng.

With a muffled bang, the fist did not fall on Zhang Feng's face, but was placed in the air by a seemingly thin arm.

"Hmm?" Zhao Qiang thought someone was helping Zhang Feng and blocked his arm. He turned his head and saw that his eyes almost fell out, "You..."

"Don't you, me, I want the bed at the window, do you give it or not?" Zhang Feng said lightly, without a trace of anger.

Zhao Qiang is also a ruthless person, so he is willing to give up so easily. In that case, where would he put the title of the boss of his class?

"Go to you!"

With a angrily scolding, Zhao Qiang used his hand to grab Zhang Feng's collar and made an uppercut.

This guy is very good at fighting and knows how to adapt to the situation.

However, this punch was empty.

The next moment, with a muffled bang, Zhao Qiang's fist hit his nose, and blood spurted out on the spot.

The reason is very simple. While Zhang Feng flashed back, he flicked his elbow and let his fist hit him.

With a few sounds, Zhao Qiang stepped back and sat on the ground. He was covered in blood and sat there looking at Zhang Feng with an incredible look.

"Brother, don't you give up the position, and you won't hit yourself." Zhang Feng shook his head and sighed.

The other eight people squatting on the ground were stunned. No one understood what was going on. Did Zhao Qiang really punch him?

Just because... he dared not to let the bed, and it was difficult to show it openly, just...

Eight people looked at Zhao Qiang with strange eyes.

Zhao Qiang's face turned green when he was seen. He wiped the blood from his face, jumped up, shouting and rushing towards Zhang Feng.

"I'll kill you!"

The shouting was scary and hysterical.

Zhang Feng was not nervous at all. He put his left hand behind him, raised his right hand, and slapped him in the face, slapped him lightly.

It seemed slow, but in fact it was extremely fast. Zhao Qiang rushed over. Before he could swing his fist, a afterimage flashed in his sight, and he flew out and fell to the place where he had just launched the attack.

"Hey, why did you fly back by yourself?" Zhang Feng asked in surprise.

Zhao Qiang couldn't answer at all, he was already dizzy.

The other eight people turned their heads together and looked at Zhang Feng with the eyes of looking at the aliens.
Chapter completed!