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The next morning, Fei Hu got into a police car in the yard as arranged by Ni Ling. There were five men in the car with him, all sitting in the back seat of the Iveco. Through the glass window, Fei Hu noticed that there were iron bars added to the windows. It seemed that everyone who entered this place had an inseparable connection with iron—iron gates, iron windows, iron chains—he pressed his hands against the iron bars and looked outside.
"Hey! Brother, what did you do?" Just as Fei Hu was eagerly watching the outside, someone gently tapped him.
Fei Hu turned around and saw a man in his thirties with a somewhat handsome face sitting behind him, smiling at him. Fei Hu couldn't figure out the man's intention and coldly replied, "Murder."
Upon hearing that Fei Hu was a murderer, the other men quickly turned their heads to look out the window, not daring to glance at Fei Hu again. However, the man behind him showed no reaction; he chuckled lightly and said, "Brother, you really know how to joke. Murder has nothing to do with you. Look at you, you have a bodhisattva look; you only save people."
Fei Hu suddenly felt that there was something interesting in this man's words, but he couldn't quite grasp it. He didn't dare to be careless; after all, he was here for a reason. If he messed up accidentally, Ni Ling might think he was deliberately slacking off.
After thinking for a moment, Fei Hu turned his head slightly and quietly asked, "Brother, can you tell fortunes? Can you help me figure out what I'm most compatible with?"
"Ha ha! Don't rush; once we get inside, there will be plenty of time for that. I'll take my time to calculate for you," the man said as he closed his eyes tightly, acting as if he were in another world. Fei Hu couldn't help but curse inwardly; this guy was talking to him one moment and then went silent the next—what kind of person was this?
The Iveco carried Fei Hu and the others through the bustling city and headed toward the suburbs. At that moment, Fei Hu's mood was at its lowest point; he felt like he was being taken far away to be discarded. After about an hour of driving, the car turned onto a small road and entered between some hills. Just as Fei Hu was feeling surprised, the car took another turn, and suddenly before him appeared a large courtyard built against the mountain, its high walls blocking all views from within.
As the vehicle moved forward, the words "A City Third Prison" came into view on the heavy gate. Oh my! It seemed he really was going to spend some days living as a prisoner.
As the heavy iron gate was pulled open with a creak, Fei Hu saw guards holding steel guns standing on both sides of the courtyard. A chilling and imposing atmosphere rushed toward him. Fei Hu felt as if he had entered a dream; everything seemed unreal.
After several people completed their handover procedures, they were taken to a changing room where they changed out of all their clothes and handed over all personal belongings. Then they were brought to a barbershop where they were all shaved bald. Fei Hu felt heartbroken; this was Sun Li's designed hairstyle for him! Life is full of unexpected turns—from having long hair that touched his shoulders to now being left with nothing but a bald head. This truly was unpredictable.
They were separated into five groups, and unexpectedly, the man who had spoken to him in the car ended up in the same dormitory. As the prison guard led them back to their room, it was during the lunch break. The guard opened the door and shouted, "Newcomers have arrived! These two are from Room 106. No one is allowed to bully them." After saying that, he slammed the door shut, as if locking it from the outside.
Fei Hu quickly scanned the dormitory. There were ten single beds, and only the two beds near the door were empty. The others had sat up, glaring at them with wide eyes, as if they wanted to devour them.
Fei Hu didn't pay much attention to what was happening around him. He placed his bedding on the bed assigned to him and slowly made it up. Just as he was about to lie down for a rest, he noticed several feet in oversized shoes slowly moving toward his bed.
The scene from a movie finally unfolded before him; it seemed real and not fake at all. Fei Hu immediately looked up and saw five men—three tall and two short, two fat and three thin—staring at him with their arms crossed over their chests, their eyes fixed on him as if he were their sworn enemy.
Strangely enough, among these five men, the two shorter ones were both fat, while the taller ones were surprisingly thin. Fei Hu could see the veins bulging on their arms. One of the fat men, who had a scar on his face, stepped forward and spoke in a low voice, "You think this is a sanatorium? You come here and just want to sleep? Do you understand the rules?"
Fei Hu shook his head internally, thinking to himself that he didn’t care about their rules; he was here on a mission and wasn’t going to let them bully him.
"Big brother, this kid knows nothing. Let's just search for something good to offer our big brother," Scarred Face whispered to another fat man behind him.
Fei Hu quietly stood up and finally got a clear look at the man they called big brother. He appeared to be in his thirties; although he was fat, his muscles seemed tightly coiled, unlike Scarred Face whose muscles appeared relaxed. The big brother's eyes were sharp and penetrating when he looked at people. He nodded slightly before turning back to his own bed.
Scarred Face suddenly turned around and said quietly to Fei Hu, "Get over by the wall. If you don’t want to get beaten up, just behave." With that, he waved his hand, and the three thin men behind him pounced like hungry wolves onto Fei Hu's bed, tossing everything around and even throwing his toothpaste on the floor where it was stomped on until it squirted everywhere.
Watching this unfold made Fei Hu's fists clench in anger. Suddenly, the man who had come with him gently pulled him back and shook his head at him, signaling him not to retaliate.
However, some things are unavoidable. Scarred Face came over after failing to find anything useful and cursed under his breath: "You poor loser! Get over there and squat!" With that, he threw a punch at Fei Hu's chest.
At that moment, Fei Hu felt like he was about to explode with rage. They thought he was an easy target; not only did they want to humiliate him but they also wanted to hit him. Fei Hu drew a half-circle with his left hand in front of his chest and lifted his right foot to stomp hard on Scarred Face's stomach. There was a loud crash as Scarred Face flew backward into the wall where toiletries were scattered everywhere—basins and toothbrush cups flying all around from the impact.
Three tall and thin individuals were momentarily stunned when they saw Fei Hu's fierce demeanor. After exchanging glances, they simultaneously lunged at him, attacking from both the lower and upper positions. It seemed they were quite experienced in such confrontations. However, their tactics were a bit too simple for Fei Hu.
As they approached him, Fei Hu suddenly sprang into action, pushing off the wall behind him with his feet. His fists struck out like lightning, sending the two thin individuals flying like kites with their strings cut, crashing onto the bed across the room in a chaotic heap.
The guy who had attempted to attack from below lost his balance and fell to the ground after Fei Hu barely exerted any effort to kick him down. Four against one, and yet all four ended up on the floor. This left everyone in the dormitory shocked; they all sat up, eyes fixed on Fei Hu. The one who had been called "big brother" by Scarface looked at Fei Hu in disbelief, scanning him from head to toe several times.
Just then, the door swung open with a loud bang as a guard entered, wielding a baton and shouting, "What’s going on? What was that noise?" His gaze swept over Fei Hu.
The person who had come with Fei Hu quickly stepped forward and smiled, saying, "It's nothing, just a misunderstanding. Everyone should go back to sleep now."
"Alright then, you all better behave. And you, Li Si Niu, since you're new here, if anything happens, just report it directly to me," the guard said before closing the door and leaving.
This guy was named Li Si Niu, a rather rustic name. Fei Hu immediately felt a sense of familiarity with him; they must both be from rural backgrounds.
Li Si Niu appeared to be quite clever. Once the guard left, he squatted down to help Fei Hu tidy up the mess caused by those few individuals earlier. A few timid people from the dormitory also came over to assist. Before long, Fei Hu's bed was organized again. Li Si Niu smiled at him and said, "Calm down and take a rest."
Fei Hu nodded and lay back on his bed, feeling much more relaxed. The frustration he had bottled up over the past couple of days was released all at once after that encounter. Instantly, he felt drowsy; he hadn't slept well for two nights and had only experienced nightmares whenever he did manage to sleep. Now he needed a good rest.
Indeed, those skilled often act boldly; within moments in this environment, Fei Hu began to snore rhythmically. Everyone else in the dormitory dared not sleep but sat on their beds waiting for the next storm to arrive.
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