Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Yang Fei sneered coldly, his arm rotating inward, entrapping the bald strong man's arm.

With a forceful twist, a cracking sound followed, and Yang Fei broke both of the bald strong man's arms.

Yang Fei flew up with a kick, striking the big man's abdomen.

The bald strong man's body was lifted more than an inch off the ground, blood spurting from his mouth as he fainted.

Inside the cell, there was a deathly silence, broken only by the chattering teeth of Liu Laosi and the other five men.

Yang Fei clapped his hands and said indifferently, "Stop pretending to sleep, get up, all of you."

Liu Laosi climbed down from the bed, his legs trembling so much he could barely stand.

He looked at Yang Fei with trepidation, "Boss, what do we do now?"

Yang Fei snorted coldly, "Get the guards over here to take them away, don't let them die in our cell."

Liu Laosi looked at Yang Fei with some difficulty.

"Boss, the guards are probably resting now, disturbing them might not be a good idea, maybe tomorrow..."

Yang Fei glared at him, "I told you to call, so call! Why so much chatter?"

In Liu Laosi's heart, Yang Fei at this moment was more terrifying than a demon.

At Yang Fei's glare, Liu Laosi nearly wet himself, and shakily pounded on the iron door.

"Guards! There's a fight!"

After Liu Laosi called a few times, a duty officer indeed arrived and yelled at Liu Laosi.

"Screaming like a banshee in the middle of the night, don't you have any rules?"

As he spoke, he opened the iron door with another prison guard.

The two guards gasped upon seeing the two large men lying on the ground.

The cold indifferent man and the bald strong man were both infamous prison tyrants known for their ruthlessness.

Today for some reason, they were suddenly swapped into a different cell.

But no one expected that on the very first night, they'd be beaten like this.

The two guards hurriedly reported to today's shift leader.

After Yang Fei saw them connect the call, he suddenly snatched the phone.

One of the guards jumped in fright, instinctively reaching for his gun.

Yang Fei glanced at him indifferently, "You better not move, I don't want to harm innocents."

The two policemen sensed a sinister red glint in Yang Fei's eyes, filled with a chilling murderous aura, and didn't dare to move.

Yang Fei spoke flatly into the receiver, "I don't care who you are or what status you hold."

"But thinking two small fries could take my life, you underestimate me, Fang Zhao. Next time, send someone better than trash."

On the other end, the shift leader breathed heavily, barely regaining composure.

"I don't understand what you mean, during your detention, fighting will only worsen your crimes. Just you wait."

After the shift leader finished speaking, he hung up the phone, and Yang Fei tossed the phone back to the guard.

"Your leader said to remove these two people, get on with it."

The two policemen looked a little dumbfounded.

Despite their low status, the guards hold supreme authority in the detention center.

Even the fiercest prison tyrants wouldn't dare provoke the police.

Yet this guy ordered the policemen around like a superior commanding subordinates, naturally authoritative.

One of the policemen reconnected with the duty leader.

After exchanging a couple of words, he turned back, transporting the two heavily injured prisoners out of the cell.

Throughout the process, the two policemen didn't say much or even glance at Yang Fei.

Yang Fei watched the policemen take away the bald strong man and the indifferent man, let out a cold laugh, and returned to bed.

Liu Laosi and the others stayed awake in fright, unable to sleep for a long time.

Meanwhile, Yang Fei's snores rose and fell, sleeping soundly.

Similarly, Sect Leader Li Yuanhe of Facing Heaven Gate, Zong Qingzhi of Qingmen, and the other two sect leaders couldn't sleep.

In the secret room of the villa at Facing Heaven Gate headquarters, Li Yuanhe, who usually wore a smooth smile, now bore a heavy expression.

He sighed, saying quietly, "The word from inside is that Bald Li and Qing failed."

"Two experts at the peak of Strength Transformation, heavily injured by the target in just ten minutes."

Zong Qingzhi chuckled coldly, "I said before, this guy is tough."

"Even our two Core Formation Elders from Qingmen couldn't stop him, sending anyone else, what's the point?"

Facing Zong Qingzhi was an elderly man with silver-white hair, his face lined with fine, dense wrinkles. His bronze skin appeared quite spirited.

The old man was none other than Chen Haisheng, Sect Leader of Sea Gate among the Four Gates.

He rubbed his nose, sighing.

"I can't believe a mere security guard is this formidable."

"But Imperial Father's orders are like mountains; we must find a way to complete the mission."

Another short and thin elder had a voice as bright as a bell.

"Regardless, since Imperial Father has commanded, we must bravely step forward."

"Since open means don't work, we'll resort to underhanded methods."

This elder was none other than Huang Mingquan, Sect Leader of Yama Gate.

Of the Four Gates, Yama Gate ran the most gray businesses, and Huang Mingquan was infamous for his viciousness.

Li Yuanhe nodded, "An open attack is easy to dodge, but a hidden arrow hard to guard against."

"Take advantage of our people inside the detention center, let that kid die in there."

"If he manages to get released on bail, the matter becomes complicated."

Zong Qingzhi nodded, "Rest assured, I already have a plan."

"No matter how skilled that kid is, he'll meet his end."

At this, Zong Qingzhi's eyes brimmed with hatred.

"I have pawns placed inside the prison; I'll set everything up. At the right time, Brother Li will see to finishing off that guy."

"Otherwise, we can't account for ourselves to Imperial Father."

When Li Yuanhe heard the words "Imperial Father," he shuddered involuntarily, nodding immediately, "Alright."

The next day at noon during exercise, many prisoners moved in small groups within the allowed area.

This time period was also when suspects settled their conflicts and sorted out Mortal World grudges.

Yang Fei wandered idly through the free zone.

He knew Old Lady Wu wouldn't let him stay there for long, but just didn't know when he could leave.

Negotiations between the General Police Department and the Hidden Dragon Nine Divisions required time.

At this moment, Liu Laosi approached Yang Fei stealthily, lowering his voice.

"Big brother, Barbaric Arhat has put the word out to deal with you, so be very careful."

Yang Fei paused for a moment, "Who is Barbaric Arhat?"

Liu Laosi stomped his foot, "Barbaric Arhat is the prison tyrant of the entire detention center."

"He had actually been released on bail, but for some reason, got arrested again last night."

Yang Fei smirked slightly, "I understand why he's in here, is this guy from the Four Gates?"

Liu Laosi nodded, "Barbaric Arhat is the first War General of Facing Heaven Gate."

"He's the Fist King of Sanhai City's underground ring; no one has ever defeated him head-on."

"You must be careful, if needed, report to the guards."

Yang Fei chuckled, "These fists of mine specifically target so-called Fist Kings."

"If he dares challenge me, I'll beat him until he shits himself."

Having witnessed Yang Fei's prowess, Liu Laosi nodded.

"I know you're formidable, but this group is treacherous and wicked, be careful."