บท 1680: Chaos in prison (9)

"Phew ... Phew ..."

As the effect of the energy booster had worn off, Zhao Yu started to pant. He knew that the side effects would make him more and more tired.

The places on his body that had been hit by the fighters were also starting to hurt.

"Wu ... Wu ... Don't hit me, don't hit me ..." He looked at the white man again. He was already dumbfounded by the beating. He shrank into the corner and cried,"you're different from me. I have a background. I won't be punished for hitting you!"

"But you've violated the rules by hitting me. You'll be sent to hell for punishment ..."

"Mm, alright!" Zhao Yu supported his exhausted body and gave her another round of kicks!

"Ah ... Ah ... Don't hit me ..." The white man had never seen such a rude person before. He quickly knelt down and begged for mercy,"I was wrong, I was wrong, big brother, stop hitting me ..."

"Hu hu ..." Zhao Yu was really tired from all the kicking, so he sat down on the bed and continued to pant.