Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia.
A prison escort vehicle was driving on the desolate road. In addition to a few prison guards from the gun-toting era, there were nearly twenty female prisoners.
These guys have different skin colors, some are bright and bright, some are sexy and enchanting, some are strong and determined, or some are gloomy, just like an alternative picture of flowers.
They sat on the hard seats, stretched their hands forward, and leaned on the steel pipe welded on the back of the seat in front of them. The movable space was no more than thirty centimeters.
Ruolan was sitting by the window, wearing a long red dress, exaggerated and colorful makeup, and the low-quality rose perfume on her body was extremely pungent.
She had been looking at the scenery outside the window with an indifferent expression.
Sitting next to her was a female man who was about 1.9 meters tall and weighed more than 200 kilograms. He was wearing a fattened denim suit, with big arms and big fists, especially his huge chest, which was unbelievably big.
She has short shaved hair and a tattoo on one side of her temple. Her eyes seem to be a bit unruly when she looks at people.
At this time, she was staring at a skinny woman with sunken eyes next to her, looking her up and down with undisguised sarcasm and ridicule.
The woman didn't pay attention at first, but as time went by, her brows gradually wrinkled.
She turned around and looked at the girl with fierce eyes: "Do you want to cause trouble?"
"To you?" The female man raised the corner of her mouth disdainfully: "I don't even bother to bully an unlucky guy who may die at any time! You can tell by the look on your face that you are addicted! You will feel better when you go to jail. Yes! People inside like two kinds of toys the most, one is the kind of good girl who is superior, and the other is a bitch like you who is willing to degenerate. I can’t wait to see you lying on the ground licking your shoes! "
The skinny woman was furious: "What did you say, you bastard?"
This guy has a bad temper, and before his roar ends, he will rush at him.
However, with handcuffs on his hands, he only moved a few dozen centimeters before being dragged back with a clang.
Even so, she didn't give up and kicked him over with her leg.
There was only an aisle between the two of them, which was only fifty or sixty centimeters. This kick happened to hit the female man's waist.
This time he came out with anger, and the force was so strong that he staggered when he kicked him.
She was stunned for a moment, then became furious and struck back without hesitation.
There was a huge difference in physique between the two. One was tall and powerful, while the other was skinny and trembling as if he might die suddenly at any time. Their fighting power was not proportional at all.
Moreover, the female man is tall and has long legs. If he kicks him, the woman can't even dodge, so she is kicked in the face.
She leaned back violently, pressing down on the drowsy blond woman in the seat next to her, and hit her head against the glass.
There was a bang and the glass shook violently.
The female man was unyielding, pulling the handcuffs to the extreme with both hands, and kicked them one after another. The woman tried to fight back at first, but after struggling for a while, she couldn't stand up.
Instead, under the force of the other party, he crashed into the glass or wall again and again.
Originally, the atmosphere in the carriage was very dull, and everyone was drowsy. But suddenly there was such a big excitement, and everyone became energetic and looked over in unison.
The prison guards on guard also noticed the situation immediately. Several people came forward with guns in hand, blowing whistles vigorously, warning the two loudly, and ordered them to stop immediately.
The prisoners were watching a good show, and they couldn't let the prison guards disrupt it. They moved their bodies in unison, blocking their way insignificantly.
Some brave ones even blocked the guards' guns with their bodies, preventing them from shooting.
Upon seeing this situation, the other prison guards who stayed behind did not dare to watch anymore and rushed forward to help.
They struggled to separate the restless prisoners, squeezed in next to the man and the woman, and tried to suppress them by force.
Just when a group of people got entangled and made a fuss.
Ruolan suddenly lowered his head, spit out a piece of wire from his mouth, pretended to be scared, and opened the handcuffs at lightning speed.
She turned her hands, broke free of the handcuffs, stood up and performed a roundhouse kick.
The prison guard who was approaching Zhichi was kicked out directly. Before the prison guard could land, Ruolan snatched the spray gun with quick eyes and hands, turned on the safety, loaded the bullet, and fired in one go.
With a bang, the prison guard's chest exploded, and his body seemed to have been hit by a battering ram. His whole body turned into a human cannonball, flying from the middle of the carriage to the front and hitting the iron fence heavily.
The prison guards had actually noticed that something was wrong, but before they could react, Ruolan had already completed a series of designs.
A series of bullets sprayed out, like they had eyes, calling names one by one.
The prison guards had blood sprays exploding on their heads or bodies. They fell to the ground and died without even leaving any last words.
When the driver saw this scene, he was furious. He slammed on the brakes and put the car directly on the road. He pushed the car door, jumped out of the car and ran towards the city.
Ruolan's expression remained unchanged, he just pointed the gun in the direction of the driver, and then pulled the trigger.
Bang!
There was a loud noise, and the bullet penetrated the glass, crossed a distance of dozens of meters, and penetrated into the driver's waist.
The driver fell to the ground, wailing in pain and struggling, but his legs had lost all feeling.
The prisoners were stunned by this sudden scene. They all stared at Ruolan with wide eyes, vigilant and expectant, but no one dared to speak.
Ruolan observed the surroundings vigilantly, then threw down the empty gun in his hand, and picked up the other two guns, one behind his back and the other squatting in his hand.
The female man was also full of surprise. She first looked at the prison guard who was still staring and said, "Is it necessary to go to this point?"
"Killing them will buy us as much time as possible!"
Ruolai didn't explain too much, he just quickly found the key and threw it to the female man.
The female man took it, unlocked the handcuffs a few times, and threw the key to the skinny woman next to him.
In fact, the woman's head was covered with blood and her body was covered with footprints, but looking at her numb expression, it was obvious that she was indifferent to her injuries.
Even if he got the key, he only slowly unlocked it and then threw it to the blond woman sitting next to him.
But the blond woman subconsciously threw the key out as if avoiding a snake or a scorpion, which immediately caused a commotion among the prisoners in front.
Some people took the initiative to avoid it, but more people rushed to fight for it, trying to get the keys and gain freedom.
Ruolan ignored them and walked directly to the front, in front of a young woman wearing a brown women's suit who looked very dignified.
"Miss Cheng, it's time for us to go!"
