Jim Cowles is out of ideas.

Everyone in this cell belongs to him.

Faintly, a semi-encirclement was formed, blocking Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "I advise you to think twice before acting and cooperate with my work."

Jim Cowles felt that he was losing his mind and going crazy: "I'm afraid you don't know the terrible situation you are in."

While Zhao Chuanxin was speaking, he put on his glasses with some obsessive-compulsive disorder and looked around, not missing any hiding place or commanding heights.

Being sniped left me with a psychological shadow.

Before this, he rarely fought with others because he did not have fighting skills and was afraid of capsizing in the ditch.

But after practicing balancing surgery, he was eager to know his strength value.

He is called the God of War every day. If it weren’t for Lu Bu’s courage and Xiang Yu’s ability, wouldn’t it be unworthy of the name?

He waved: "Come up one by one, or together?"

After saying that, before Jim Cowles could react, Zhao Chuanxin rushed out directly.

Jim Cowles didn't expect him to be so ungrateful as to launch a sneak attack and was caught off guard.

Zhao Chuanxin struck him in the face with his old fist and knocked him down with one punch.

There was a prisoner nearby who wanted to help. Zhao Zhuanxin raised his hand, and the strong wind from the Phoenix Xuanjie air cannon blew by. The prisoner flew backwards, knocking down two people.

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed Jim Cowles' neck with one hand and pushed him forward to block the attack from the people behind him.

High side kick, with Jim Cowles as the central axis, the side leg went around behind, and kicked one person in the temple.

The man groaned and fell to the ground, unable to move.

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed Jim Cowles by the neck, shouted loudly, lifted him up by the neck, and threw him as if he was throwing a sack, knocking down both of them immediately.

There were originally six people, but five fell in an instant.

There is only one left, holding up his hands at a loss.

Zhao Chuanxin kicked a person on the ground in the waist. As soon as the person raised his body, he was kicked into the air and hit the other person's face with the back of his head.

The two of them screamed at the same time.

It is true that he has never practiced fighting, but these people are not martial artists either.

Zhao Chuanxin simply took off his clothes and put them away, revealing his muscular upper body.

He paced back and forth for two steps and turned his head to look at Jim Cowles, who was struggling to get up from the ground: "You can't make a thing out of nothing, let's do it again."

When Jim Cowles was out, he organized illegal gambling, robbery, and extortion.

In the criminal history of New York, he is also a villain who has left a strong mark.

Of course, he can't be beaten twice. He lives by being brave and fighting hard.

After enduring the severe pain caused by his broken nose, Jim Cowles rushed forward again.

Zhao Chuanxin reached out and took advantage of his height and arm length to hold down Jim Cowles' forehead, instantly stopping his momentum.

In my mind, the method of controlling muscles when practicing balancing techniques came to mind.

Zhao Chuanxin did not use brute force to test, but used his clever strength to stretch his right leg and hook Jim Cowles' left leg.

Jim Cowles is independent, unstable, swaying from side to side.

Zhao Chuanxin feinted with his front hand, then swung his right leg back and jumped up with a Superman punch to hit the bridge of his nose.

Jim Cowles fell down this time and never stood up again.

A person rushed over from the side, savagely charging.

Zhao Chuanxin, who was not very skillful, pressed down on the neck with a hoop and raised his knees to push back.

Click...

Never got up again.

The remaining few people were preparing to use the crowd tactics, but someone actually made a sliding shovel and tried to knock down Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin thought of the kicking that Zhao Zhongyi often practiced and rubbed it away.

Click!

The prisoner's calf was bent.

One person hugged Zhao Chuanxin's waist from the side, and the other person raised his hand and punched Zhao Chuanxin on the cheek.

It's definitely fine, but it still hurts.

Zhao Chuanxin held down the waist hugger's back, activated the Phoenix Mysterious Ring, and bombarded with air cannons.

Boom...

The prisoner holding his waist jumped straight down, but Zhao Chuanxin raised his knee to cushion his head.

Click...

Broken spine!

The person on the right wanted to pull out his hair, but was unable to do so due to height issues.

Zhao Chuanxin flew forward and raised his elbow.

The man tilted his head, rolled his eyes, and fell to the ground.

There is only one person left.

It's the hero who just raised his fist, hesitated, and was hovering on the edge.

Zhao Chuanxin thought about it for a while, it was just thunder and no rain, it was soy sauce from beginning to end.

He smiled: "Don't be wary, what are you thinking about? I never attack people who eat melons."

After hearing this, the prisoner breathed a sigh of relief and put down his hand.

At this moment, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly stepped forward and kicked him sideways.

When the prisoner was flying in the air, the thought in his mind was: sneak attack...

"Ah... tui, you deserve to be so angry!"

Outside, the prison guard heard the clanging sound of fighting inside and said to his companions: "Don't worry, Jim will solve the dispute between them."

With that said, the two Shi Shiran left.

Sing Sing Prison is currently the highest security prison in New York and even the United States.

But you have to decide who is right.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the shadow cloak and put it on.

There was another person with open eyes in the room, the prisoner whose ankle was broken by Zhao Chuanxin's kick.

The light in the room was dim. When he saw Zhao Chuanxin put on his cloak, he merged with the darkness and was so frightened that he stopped screaming.

Zhao Chuanxin showed his face and smiled at him.

I, Cao, look like Zhao Chuanxin without his body and only one head floating in the air.

The prisoner put his hands on the ground and slid backwards dragging his useless leg.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his index finger: "You didn't see anything, you know?"

"Know."

Zhao Chuanxin took out the elf carving knife, made a mark on the door lock, gently pushed the door open and walked out.

The prisoner couldn't believe his eyes.

Andrew Miller's cell opened and an Italian walked in.

This person was very quiet, with his hair neatly combed back. After coming in, he just casually looked at Andrew Miller.

He came to the sink, washed his hands, and wiped them clean.

Then he took out a knife made of unknown metal from his waist and said with a smile: "Harry Vanderbilt asked me to say hello to you."

As he said that, he walked slowly towards Andrew Miller holding a knife.

Andrew Miller retreated again and again, and finally hit the bed frame with a "bang" sound.

He hurriedly shouted: "Prison guard, prison guard, someone wants to kill me..."

It's quiet outside.

As the Italians approached, Andrew Miller became anxious and blurted out: "Sir, I'm going to die. Please have mercy and save me."

There is a response in the dark.

The door creaked and opened a small crack.

The Italian suddenly turned around and saw nothing.
To be continued...