Lin Qiye walked to the fixed equipment, found a horizontal bar at the edge, stretched his arms and legs, and started doing pull-ups.

This year of deep sleep had made his body extremely weak, with his strength being less than one-third of what it used to be. If he wanted to complete his prison escape plan, he had to restore his body to its best condition.

While he was doing it, the prisoners around him secretly glanced at him out of the corner of their eyes. Seeing that he only did more than thirty in one breath, contempt appeared in their eyes.

Most of them have been trained, and without using the forbidden area and relying purely on physical strength, doing thirty pull-ups in one breath can only be considered as an absolute lower level.

After doing eight sets of pull-ups in a row, Lin Qiye sat aside to rest. Sweat dripped down his cheeks to the ground and his breathing became heavy.

Just then, three burly figures stood in front of him.

Lin Qiye raised his head and saw that the man in the lead was nearly two meters tall and sturdy. On his thick arms were tattoos of evil spirits with green faces and fangs. His pair of fierce little eyes were staring straight at Lin Qiye with a sneer.

"Kid, are you new here?" the crew-haired younger brother behind the burly man asked in a sharp voice.

Lin Qiye glanced at him calmly, "What's the matter?"

"Oh, you're so arrogant!" The crew-haired boy smiled and pointed at the burly man in front of him, and continued, "You're new here and don't know the rules, so let me introduce you to Brother Meng! This is Brother Meng! The boss of our Black Dragon Gang! From now on, you belong to Brother Meng, so why don't you call him Brother Meng?!"

"Black Dragon Gang?" Lin Qiye's eyes swept over the three people and he said quietly, "The Black Dragon Gang you are talking about, isn't it just the three of you?"

Ah Meng's expression froze. He leaned down, grabbed Lin Qiye's collar, stared into his eyes, and said viciously: "Boy, I advise you to be sensible. With your small body, you are not enough for me to toss a few times!"

Brother Meng grabbed Lin Qiye's collar and pushed him hard, trying to push Lin Qiye to the ground, but Lin Qiye just took a few steps back and stabilized his body.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of murderous intent emanated from them.

Seeing that this move failed to teach Lin Qiye a lesson, Brother Meng simply took a step forward, clenched his right fist, and swung it fiercely towards Lin Qiye's profile, with a powerful fist whistling!

Lin Qiye seemed to have completely predicted A Mengge's move. He took a half step back nonchalantly. A Mengge's fist just brushed past his nose and swung past. The wind from the fist blew up a few strands of black hair on Lin Qiye's forehead, revealing a pair of deep eyes.

Before Brother Ameng could make any move, Lin Qiye took a step forward like lightning, pushed Brother Ameng's arms apart with his palms, and at the same time bent his right elbow and hit Brother Ameng's jaw hard!

Bang--!!

With a crisp sound, Brother Meng fell backwards on his back, with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

The two younger brothers next to him were horrified and were about to help, but Lin Qiye turned around and kicked the man with the crew cut in the neck, knocking him to the ground. At the same time, he grabbed the other man's wrist with his other hand and twisted it downwards. The crisp sound of a broken bone and a wail of severe pain resounded through the sky.

Lin Qiye casually threw him aside, patted his loose hospital gown, walked to Brother Meng who was lying on his back on the ground, and put one foot on his chest.

Brother Meng, who originally wanted to fight, was kicked back by this kick. Before he could make any move, Lin Qiye punched him hard in the right eye.

Lin Qiye withdrew his fist expressionlessly, and A Mengge's eyes were already purple.

"Brother Meng, you are so awesome, right?" Lin Qiye stepped on Brother Meng and said calmly, "Who asked you to test me?"

Brother Meng was stepped on in public. He didn't know whether it was because of being beaten or because of shame and anger, but his face turned red. He said angrily: "Damn it, you sickly bastard, don't be so arrogant here, I just..."

Bang--!

There was another muffled sound, and Ah Meng's left eye socket turned purple. His eyes, which were already small to begin with, narrowed into a slit and he couldn't open them anymore. He covered his eyes in pain and wailed.

"Who asked you to test me?" Lin Qiye's calm voice sounded again.

Brother A Meng turned his head to the side, avoiding Lin Qiye's gaze, clenched his teeth and said nothing.

Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his right hand, bent the knuckles of his index finger, pressed it against Mengge's throat, and gradually applied force...

A painful groan came from A Mengge's throat, and his neck became redder and redder. He could clearly feel that if Lin Qiye exerted force again, his Adam's apple would be broken!

"Yes, yes... Han..."

"It's me."

At this moment, a voice came from the basketball court, and a dozen ferocious prisoners slowly walked towards here. The leader, Boss Han, had a gloomy face and stared at Lin Qiye with a pair of gloomy eyes.

Not only these dozen people, the moment Boss Han opened his mouth, most of the prisoners who had gathered in the fixed equipment area stood up and surrounded Lin Qiye with unfriendly faces.

In just a moment, several circles of people had surrounded Lin Qiye, and their burly bodies blocked Lin Qiye inside like a thick wall.

Nearly 60% of the prisoners in the activity area are here, and these are all from Boss Han’s forces.

Lin Qiye loosened his knuckles that were pressing against A Mengge's throat. He slowly stood up and stared at the figure in the lead, his eyes full of calmness.

"I asked him to come. Do you have any objection?" Boss Han said coldly.

Lin Qiye looked around and said, "It seems that you are the real boss here, but your power is less than I thought."

Boss Han glanced at the few people standing still beside the equipment, a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes. He turned back to look at Lin Qiye and said with a sneer:

"Boy, you don't have to try to start a fight. I admit that you are really good at fighting. Your moves are simple and sharp, and as fast as the wind. Are you a Night's Watchman?"

Lin Qiye's brows raised slightly.

"We don't have many night watchmen here, but not too few either. There are also some who are better than you, but do you know why I am the boss here?" Boss Han raised a ferocious arc at the corner of his mouth and spoke word by word:

"Because I am stronger than them!"

He walked up to Lin Qiye step by step, staring fiercely into his eyes, like a wolf eyeing its prey, slowly baring his fangs.

"Here, talent and forbidden ruins are useless. Whoever has stronger power and more people is the stronger one!

"With just you alone, no matter how good you are at fighting, can you defeat these forty-odd people?"

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