Trafford’s Trading Club

At the door of the activity room, a man who was taller and stronger than everyone present was just fighting with his hands folded.

Although he couldn't use the word "dominance", the tall and strong man in front of him did have a status close to that.

Fatty Zhang still has a scar on the left side of his cheek, and his arms seem to be thicker than the thighs of the prisoners here.

"Yellow-haired boy, I don't know how high the sky is, how old I am... am I someone you can provoke?"

Taiyinzi did not move, Yun Danfeng gently picked up the water glass and took a leisurely sip without looking at the other person.

Fatty Zhang sneered before he walked in... He was not the only one, there were three other young and strong guys behind him, one of whom was Leidi San.

Seeing several people approaching with ferocious faces, Zhou Xiaokun hurriedly waved his hands and said: "Boss Zhang, the past is easy to discuss... My brother has been in a bad mood recently. How about I apologize to you for your loss? I'll pay, I'll pay!"

"Don't worry, I will compensate you if you want." Fatty Zhang sneered, pointed at himself and said: "I want compensation, and I also want face! This old man hit my person, he hit me in the face, I want it call back!"

With that said, Fatty Zhang smeared Zhou Xiaokun away with one hand, then reached out and easily grabbed the collar of the little old man in front of him, and lifted him up from the stool, "Old man, old fool! I took the wrong medicine. ? Dare I provoke you too!"

"You're wise, you'd better put me down and kneel down and kowtow in front of me. Grandpa, I can forgive you a lot." Taiyinzi yawned.

Fatty Zhang was not angry and laughed, "Did you hear that? This old man really has something wrong with his head! Haha, let me see what you are capable of!"

With that said, Fatty Zhang let go of the man, then clenched his fists and cracked his knuckles, "Don't say I don't respect the old and the young, I'll give you a chance... let's fight!"

"good!"

"Roar!"

"Fuck him!"

All of a sudden, the three people brought over by Fatty Zhang started to make a fuss... For the prisoners here, life is both simple and boring. Some 'games' that can regulate excess hormone secretion can relieve the restlessness in their hearts. .

Taiyinzi looked down upon it. He put his hands behind his back, made a slanted arc at the corner of his mouth, and said in a nonchalant manner: "Let me give you three moves, grandpa."

"Ouch?" Fatty Zhang seemed to be amused, his eyes widened and he said, "Did you hear that? Did you hear that? This old guy... is so damn funny! Then I'm welcome. Got it!"

Seeing Fatty Zhang sneer and take a step forward, seeing this, Zhou Xiaokun said quickly: "Boss Zhang! Don't be impulsive, the prison guards will come."

"I won't come! At least I won't come until I finish my work!" Fatty Zhang shook his head.

The three people he brought quickly walked to Zhou Xiaokun's side and directly held Zhou Xiaokun down.

"Are you ready? Old guy!" Fatty Zhang took a deep breath and raised his fists.

He has practiced boxing, and his body looks fat and thick, but it is all strong and strong muscles. How could an ordinary person withstand such a punch, let alone a thin old man?

"Wait a moment!"

Unexpectedly, before the fist was launched, the old man suddenly shouted loudly. Fatty Zhang was startled and secretly thought that the old man's shout just now was a bit scary.

He quickly calmed down his emotions, raised his eyebrows and said, "What? Are you asking for mercy so soon?"

Taiyinzi smiled indifferently, and did not look like he was planning to escape. Instead, he picked up the TV remote control on the table... He actually turned on the only TV in the activity room at this moment.

Suddenly, high-pitched music sounded in the activity room... Was it the music station that was turned on?

"What are you doing?" Fatty Zhang asked in shock.

Taiyinzi sneered: "Idiot, haven't you heard that in my BMG, I am completely invincible?"

"Fucking retarded!!"

Fatty Zhang was stunned for a moment, and then a kind of anger that had been tricked went straight to his forehead. Without thinking or stopping, he punched the shriveled old man in front of him in the face.

However, I saw the old man in front of me calmly turned aside and dodged easily. The old man said calmly: "Today's young people, pictures!"

"court death!"

Fatty Zhang struck out with a sweeping punch!

Taiyinzi crouched slightly and swept his arms across his head without damaging him at all. I saw his arm stretched out like a snake, his fingers twisted into water chestnuts, and he quickly hit Fatty Zhang on the waist.

This seemed to be a soft and powerless move, but unexpectedly, Fatty Zhang made a miserable sound like killing a pig. He immediately covered the injured area, his face suddenly turned pale, and he broke out in a cold sweat from the pain!

Taiyinzi raised his foot and kicked Fatty Zhang directly. He actually kicked him away by more than two meters.

"Ouch, it hurts me to death..." Fatty Zhang covered his stomach, weakly grabbed something and climbed up, yelling: "What are you doing standing still! Come on together! Beat this old man to death!" !”

I saw several other people trembling violently, quickly letting go of Zhou Xiaokun, and all rushed towards the withered old man.

"You know nothing about power! Humph!"

Only a cold snort was heard.

Maybe he moved too fast, or maybe something happened that others didn't know about. The prisoners in the activity room only saw a few people rushing towards them, and then in the blink of an eye they all fell back and fell to the ground almost at the same time.

I saw this always low-key 'good old man' Lao Feng. At this moment, he spread his hands one after another, and took a big horse step with his legs. "Let you see what real power is! Ah da da da." !!”

Lai Li San was the first to squat in pain, and Taiyinzi's version of Lao Feng got first blood!

Another young man then lay on the ground wailing, Taiyinzi version of Lao Feng got a double kill!

Ouch! A cry that was painful to hear rang out, Taiyinzi's version of Old Feng had dominated the battlefield!

"Don't... don't slap me in the face!" Fatty Zhang squatted down in fear with his head in his hands! Taiyinzi version of Lao Feng is already super awesome!

"Hmph, do you want to come again?"

Taiyinzi waved his sleeves and showed his strength proudly.

Fatty Zhang and the other two hurriedly shrugged their heads, shook their heads tremblingly, and said in horror: "No, I'm not coming."

Taiyinzi nodded, turned around with his hands behind his hands, and said calmly: "Listen, from today on, I am the only boss here! Do you listen?"

"Listen, listen carefully..." Everyone nodded quickly.

"Hmm...Okay, grandpa, let me continue my story...Huh? Where did I just say that?"

"Brother, you just said you haven't mentioned Marquis Wen's appearance yet..." Zhou Xiaokun swallowed his saliva and reminded in a low voice.

Taiyinzi nodded, took off his slippers, sat down slowly, and slapped the table with his slippers.

Another alarm-like sound sounded.

"Speaking of which, at this time, Marquis Wen..."

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With just one click of the scissors, the most suitable size is cut, which is accumulated by experienced tailors over decades.

It was made of the best silk and satin that Lao Feng could find.

But Lao Feng is really old and his eyesight is not good. Just threading a thread took him a lot of time.

His fingers were no longer as sharp as before.

Although the sewing machine had been oiled, Lao Feng did not dare to use it too quickly. This is something that requires the most effort in his life.

He can't tolerate any mistakes.

Turning on the desk lamp on the workbench, it was already past dusk from morning to now, and Lao Feng had been working like this all day.

He knew that his hands and feet were not as flexible as they were more than ten years ago. Without the speed of those years, he could only use more time to make up for this shortcoming.

Except for a lunch break and a bathroom break, he rarely left the workstation.

It seemed to be raining again outside, and the weather in the city began to become abnormal again. But Lao Feng didn't notice because he was lying on the workbench unconsciously.

He still held the sewing needle in his hand, but his eyes had been closed and he fell asleep from exhaustion.

This is an instinctive reaction of the body, and Lao Feng cannot reverse it.

Bang bang, rain hit the window, and it was about to wet the furniture in the house. At this moment, the window door closed gently.

The owner of the club has always been here.

Looking at the old man under the desk lamp.

Luo Qiu closed the window and waved his hand to make the pouring rain evaporate and disappear instantly.

He then went to the tea cabinet and added some water to the kettle for boiling hot water.

The water will automatically boil and then switch to the heat preservation state, so that when the old man wakes up, he can take a sip of hot water.

Lao Feng had never noticed these small movements, and it was even less likely that he would care.

Because of him, he had already forgotten his meals and sleep. (To be continued.)