chapter 81 The Invincible Man

Everyone's eyes were on the table at this moment. In Wind Hutcherson's hand, the bamboo chopsticks could actually pierce through the solid wooden tabletop. This was not a prop, nor was it a magic trick performed by a street performer.

"Boy, don't be so arrogant. In the death cell, no matter how powerful you are, you have to abide by our rules!"

Just when everyone remained silent, the thin guy whose cigarette butt Wind Hutcherson had flicked into his mouth just now jumped...