Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

As the screams filled the air, the other four guys were horrified to discover.

Their fists, unbeknownst to them, had swollen and shone brightly, like two big meat buns, extremely painful to the touch.

They had no idea that while these guys were beating Yang Fei, Yang Fei had activated Dark Force for defense.

With every punch and kick, Dark Force penetrated their skin, the heavier they struck, the stronger the recoil.

Fortunately, these people were just ordinary folks; if they were Mingjin Masters, a single punch could shatter their bones through Yang Fei's Dark Force defense.

This is the realm after Strength Transformation and Core Formation to Divine Communication.

Not a feather can be added, not a fly can land!

Yang Fei looked at the group leisurely and said calmly, "So, do you still want to beat me?"

The Prison Tyrant fell to his knees with a thud, bowing to Yang Fei.

"I dare not, I dare not, immortal grandpa, please spare us."

The other four also knelt, begging bitterly.

All five looked at Yang Fei with eyes full of awe.

These people understood nothing of Martial Arts nor had any education.

Seeing Yang Fei, without moving, making them suffer their own actions, they all thought they encountered the legendary immortal.

Hearing this guy babbling about immortal grandpa, Yang Fei chuckled.

"Alright, alright, come over, I'll help treat you."

The Prison Tyrant crawled two steps forward on his knees, reaching Yang Fei.

He raised his fist, swollen like a meat bun, high up.

At that moment, he couldn't touch anything, even opening his hand was impossible.

Yang Fei used his fingernail to cut open the skin of his fist, letting the congested blood flow out.

The Prison Tyrant felt his palm, which was about to burst from the pain, hurt much less immediately.

Yang Fei then went on to bleed the other four guys.

In less than ten minutes, these five became Yang Fei's lackeys.

Prison is the strangest place in this world.

Besides discipline, violence is the only order.

The Prison Tyrant personally made Yang Fei's bed, serving him with nods and bows.

The other four were also shivering, holding three parts of fear.

Yang Fei chuckled, familiar with such a place, knowing these small fry's thoughts.

He pulled out cigarettes, tossing one to each.

The five were overjoyed, smoking while chatting with Yang Fei.

During the conversation, Yang Fei learned that the Prison Tyrant's name was Liu Laosi, a butcher, previously a tyrant at some vegetable market.

This guy was so used to being domineering outside; naturally, he became the Prison Tyrant once inside.

At that moment, the metal door of the cell banged open.

A man with a face like iron and another Big Bald, standing a full 1.9 meters tall, walked in.

As the two entered, there was a feeling of lions and tigers entering a mutt's den.

Big Bald's explosive power and massive Qi-Blood flowed like the Yangtze River, his Essence Qi scorching Yang Fei's skin.

Yet, Yang Fei knew the other silent one, without any Essence Qi movement, was even more terrifying.

These two were masters among masters!

Yang Fei laughed heartily, knowing his trouble had arrived.

The Four Gates were deeply rooted in the Sanhai Tree; if they wanted to take action against him, the detention center was undoubtedly a suitable place.

Prison violence was never avoidable; almost every year, inmates were beaten to death or disability.

Yang Fei squinted, looking at the two, shouting loudly.

"You two newcomers, got any good stuff to contribute to me?"

The two men lowered their eyes, standing quietly without a word.

The Prison Tyrant Liu Laosi immediately rushed forward, energized, shouting loudly.

"Didn't you hear our boss talking?"

"Hand over your stuff for the boss to keep, understand the rules?"

Yang Fei chuckled, thinking Liu Laosi was utterly blind.

Anyone could see these two were extraordinary, yet he dared provoke them?

The other inmates, just like Liu Laosi, couldn't see through these two's strength.

All four, along with Liu Laosi, surrounded the two men, threatening and intimidating them, making a ruckus.

Bald Strong Man appeared furious, seemingly wanting to act, but a glance from the man beside him made him instantly quiet.

Liu Laosi wouldn't dare lose face in front of Yang Fei.

Seeing the two ignoring him, he got furious and waved his hand.

"Beat them up, teach them to behave!"

All five charged at the two new inmates, engaging in a group fight.

This time, all five learned their lesson, pulling wooden sticks from under the bed, with rags tied around, smacking the new inmates with crackling sounds.

The two inmates said nothing, standing straight, without fighting back.

Countless sticks struck their bodies, producing muffled sounds.

After beating for a full seven or eight minutes, Liu Laosi, panting like an ox, retreated to Yang Fei's side.

"Boss, two silent gourds came, what now?"

Yang Fei squinted, chuckled.

"Strip them, flick their Ding Ding, I don't believe these two can endure."

Liu Laosi gave Yang Fei a thumbs up.

"Boss, you truly are wise and mighty, my admiration for you is like the rush of the Yangtze River."

He waved his hand, ordering the four inmates.

"Boss orders, strip them and flick their Ding Ding."

The four were overjoyed.

This detention center was terribly boring, having something this entertaining was a mischievous pleasure for everyone.

Yang Fei still wore a mischievous smile, but the look in his eyes turned cold.

"Let's see you keep this act up!"

Big Bald roared angrily, about to make a move, but was held back by the man beside him pulling his sleeve.

The man took out a big stack of cash from his chest, placing it on the table silently.

Seeing the money, Liu Laosi was overjoyed.

In prison, money was a treasure, it could buy cigarettes and meat, and there were endless benefits.

He rushed over, cradling the money back.

"Boss, we hit the jackpot."

Yang Fei chuckled: "Keep the money, search them more, see if there's anything good."

Hearing this, Liu Laosi was overwhelmed, almost moved to tears.

So much money, and the boss handed it to him without even counting.

This trust moved Liu Laosi so much he felt like dying for someone who knows him.

He energized himself, personally searching the two, but found nothing.

Liu Laosi, greatly disappointed, returned to Yang Fei's side, sheepishly.

"Boss, these two silent gourds are dirt poor, besides the money, nothing else."

Yang Fei squinted, glanced at the two.

"I'm taking a rest, you continue, teach them the rules."

Liu Laosi was overjoyed, last time he taught Yang Fei the rules, he ended up humiliated; this time, he had to make up for it.

Liu Laosi had some tricks for handling new inmates.

Intimidation, along with a bit of violence, occasionally with a few empty promises of benefits, to make connections.

Even the toughest inmates had to back down.

However, these two prisoners remained silent and submissive throughout, like wooden logs.

Liu Laosi found it quite boring, looked back to see Yang Fei had fallen asleep, snoring loudly.

With a bitter smile, he ordered the other four inmates to stop work and sleep.