Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Chapter 847: Have a Blast Playing with Brother


Liang Jiayi stared blankly at Yang Fei.

"I don't understand what you mean?"

Yang Fei chuckled and snapped his left fingers.

"It's okay if you don't understand. There are many things better left unknown."

With that, Yang Fei exited the monitoring room and made a call to Li Shun.

"Li Shun, Jiuan County Police Station. Do you have any brothers inside?"

Li Shun is a major player in the Yannan Underground World, with roots extending far and wide.

Upon hearing this, he laughed.

"Brother Fei, I've got a lot of guys in the police station."

"Most of them are just petty thieves, gamblers, or brawlers caught in the act."

"Why, did someone offend you, Brother Fei?"

Yang Fei laughed heartily: "No one has offended me, actually."

"But tonight, two suspects are going to be temporarily detained."

"Make sure our guys inside give them a hard time, without breaking any rules."

Yang Fei explained the entire situation to Li Shun, reminding him not to go too far.

Li Shun laughed, his tone filled with amusement.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

That night, Feen Jun and Fang Tang were taken into the Jiuan County Police Station.

Feen Jun felt a secret joy over his own cleverness.

As long as he kept his mouth shut, the police would be powerless against him.

With his lawyer's arrival and some maneuvering, he believed it wouldn't be a big deal.

Fang Tang also made up his mind.

As long as he didn't speak, the police had no evidence and couldn't do anything to him.

Unfortunately, these two had no idea.

An unprecedented misfortune awaited them.

Because it was only a temporary detention, Feen Jun and Fang Tang entered the police station.

Following protocol, they were searched, handed over their belongings, and were placed in different cells.

The warden escorted Feen Jun into his cell, gave a couple of instructions, then locked the iron door with a clang and left.

Stripped of his suit, Feen Jun now wore a prison uniform, standing dazed in the cell.

The cell was fairly clean, with four bunk beds, totaling eight people including Feen Jun.

By the time Feen Jun was brought in, it was late at night, lights out.

His arrival woke the other sleeping prisoners.

All of them turned and sat up.

In the dim night, their eyes glinted with a sinister glow.

Feen Jun shivered.

He had never been in such a place with such explicit hostility.

Only now did he realize that his well-laid plans might have gone awry.

A man on the upper bunk to his left scrutinized Feen Jun, his gaze cold.

He reminded Feen Jun of a wolf in the jungle.

The man had a blue-shaven scalp, a face full of flesh, but a benevolent appearance.

He smiled at Feen Jun.

"New guy, what's your name? What did you do?"

Feen Jun shivered under his leering smile.

He obsequiously replied, "They say I stole something, but I really didn't. I'm innocent."

The man grinned, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"Everyone here says they're innocent."

"But the Government Office wouldn't wrongfully accuse a good person, so stop shouting about innocence."

Feen Jun dared not argue, nodding repeatedly.

"You're right, brother. I'm sorry for disturbing your sleep."

The big man's expression shifted, turning vicious immediately.

He jumped from the bed: "What did you call me?"

Feen Jun panicked, not knowing what he said wrong.

"We're all brothers here. When we get out, I'll treat you all…"

Smack!

The big man slapped Feen Jun hard, sending him spinning like a top, falling to the ground in a heap.

The big man grabbed Feen Jun by the hair, lifting him up.

His knee plunged into Feen Jun's chest and abdomen.

"You think a thief like you can call me brother?"

"Who the hell is your brother!"

Feen Jun's nose started bleeding from the slap.

Stars danced before his eyes, and his head buzzed endlessly.

The subsequent blows made his abdomen feel like it was being slashed.

It felt like his intestines were severed, each breath was excruciatingly painful.

For the first time, Feen Jun was humiliated and beaten so badly while calling someone brother.

He was in so much pain he couldn't even scream, tossed aside like a rag by the big man.

He curled up, feeling as if he had descended into hell.

The big man spat on his face.

"I'm a murderer, a petty thief like you doesn't get to call me brother."

"Remember this beating, mess up again and I'll kill you."

Feen Jun never thought that even in a cell, there was a hierarchy to addressing people.

His respectful "brother" had brought about his downfall.

He barely caught his breath, instinctively wanting to call for the warden's help.

Yet, the big man pressed a toothbrush handle to his throat, threat in his eyes.

The big man grinned viciously: "Go on, call for help?"

"I'm a murderer with a life or death sentence, I wouldn't mind killing one more person."

The toothbrush handle was as sharp as a dagger.

A slight push could easily take Feen Jun's life.

His scream got stuck in his throat, body trembling.

"Brother Gou, don't be so harsh, how can we play if the newcomer is scared to death?"

Then, a man from the upper bunk on the right jumped down, his voice sickly sweet.

He sashayed over, eyes on Feen Jun filled with lust.

Feen Jun could even hear him swallowing.

Feen Jun couldn't help but back away: "What… what do you want?"

"Relax, brother won't hit you."

"But you woke me up. You owe me some fun."

The man made a girly gesture with his left hand, lifting Feen Jun's chin, giving him a flirtatious wink.

Feen Jun's chest and abdomen churned, but he didn't dare to speak, only retreating.

Soon, his back hit the iron door, leaving him no room to retreat.

The man's hand gently caressed Feen Jun's chest, praising his soft skin.

"You must be a rich boy, so smooth and tender, like tofu."

The big man who beat Feen Jun earlier frowned, seemingly disgusted.

"Third Brother, if you want to mess with this kid, take him to the corner."

"I can't stand your appetite."

The man giggled, his watery eyes never leaving Feen Jun's face.

"True love is between men. No pregnancy worries."

"Brother, please spare me. When I'm out, I'll find you ten strong men."

"I have money, I can treat you well."

The man seemed unsatisfied: "You're not strong, but you'll do."

"I haven't had fun in so long, tonight you'll play with me."

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