Lu Yuan looked at the man, a fierce glint in his eyes. He had only planned to stay here for a few days until Zheng Yi had settled things, then he would go out with them to find his family and try to escape. But he never expected to be imprisoned. This outcome was clearly beyond his expectations.
Moreover, the man in front of them was of medium height, but he was very strong, and the half-blade in his hand gleamed in the darkness.
Just as he was about to make his move, a shout came from behind him.
A prison guard in a gray police uniform tapped on the iron bars with his baton and said, "You all better behave yourselves! This guy can't die! If anything happens to him, Fifth Brother will kill you all in a minute, you hear me!"
The man holding the razor blade quickly put his hand behind his back, smiling obsequiously, and said, "Don't worry, how could we possibly kill him? We're just playing a little game with him, don't fret!"
The prison guard then turned to leave with his hands behind his back, a strange smile flashing in his eyes as he stared at Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuan knew that this person had only given him a warning because he was afraid of him dying. He didn't care about anything else. As long as he didn't die, it didn't matter.
Looking at the men who resembled ravenous wolves, Lu Yuan felt a pang of sorrow. These men were about to be killed, yet they were completely unaware and even dared to try to kill him. It seemed they had no intention of living.
The man took two more steps closer to Lu Yuan, only to see Lu Yuan standing there motionless, not even moving his hands. He immediately burst into laughter.
"It seems this little boy is quite sensible; he hasn't wet his pants from fear, unlike the others before him!"
The men behind him urged, "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and get on with it! I'm waiting for you, it's been so long since I've been with a woman, hurry up!"
"Look how impatient you are! This is what makes it fun!"
A man then pulled out half a razor blade from behind his back, ran it lightly across his fingers, and said in a deep voice, "Kid, are you going to do it yourself or should we do it? But I'd rather you fight back; that would make things more interesting!"
Lu Yuan remained silent, leaning against the iron railing as he looked at the people in front of him, a slight smile playing on his lips.
His provocative expression immediately provoked the man's anger. He felt that his harsh words had been challenged, and with a grim face, he slashed the blade fiercely at Lu Yuan's shoulder.
Lu Yuan was waiting for this moment. Just as the other party stretched out his hand and it was still in mid-air, Lu Yuan struck out like lightning. With a crack, a sound like bones breaking rang out in the darkness. Then the man screamed and fell backward, clutching his hands.
The blade in his hand was firmly gripped by Lu Yuan.
Just as he screamed, the sound suddenly stopped. Lu Yuan transformed into a ghost in the night, his footsteps constantly weaving through the surrounding crowd. Before the people could even see his movements, they felt a sharp pain in their throats and then collapsed to the ground.
The screams immediately attracted the attention of the prison guards, who simply coughed lightly and then tapped the edge of the bars with their batons.
"Keep it down! I told you, no fighting! Didn't you hear me? If you dare fight in there again, I'll lock you all in the dark room!"
After he finished speaking, the prison guard turned on the lights. However, the scene in the cell immediately made him tremble with fear. His legs were too weak to stand, and he leaned against the wall, his mouth wide open but unable to make a sound.
Recently, the entire cell floor has been covered in blood. Several people have had their vital organs cut open, and some are even desperately trying to stop the bleeding by clutching their arteries, but to no avail.
Lu Yuan sat quietly in the chair by the window, holding the razor blade in his hand and silently hanging his fingernails.
"You...you killed them all!"
The prison guard suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. The smile that flashed in Lu Yuan's eyes made him feel like he was a demon from hell.
"Well, I prefer to be alone in my room. These guys are disturbing my rest, so you don't mind if I take them all out, do you?"
The prison guard swallowed hard, then felt his palms were sweating profusely, and he could barely hold the baton. After a while, he straightened up, no longer daring to look Lu Yuan in the eye, and could only turn and leave.
Thanks to the prison guard's propaganda, Lu Yuan's reputation spread throughout the prison in an instant. Everyone knew that he had killed more than ten people here, and these more than ten people were notorious guys in the entire prison.
The news quickly reached Zheng Yi's ears, and he looked on with a hint of fear, as if he couldn't believe it.
"You mean he took down more than ten people all by himself? How is that possible?!"
The warden held a clean handkerchief and gently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. It was already below minus ten degrees Celsius, but he still felt sweating all over. Just thinking about the scene Lu Yuan had caused in the cell made him break out in a cold sweat.
"These are photos I took in my cell. You can see them; they're his masterpiece all by himself!"
Zheng Yi took the photo and glanced at it, feeling his stomach churn. The floor of the cell was covered in blood, and more than a dozen people were lined up on the ground. Most of them had been stabbed in the throat. Although their deaths were different, each of them had a look of fear on their face.
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