God-Level All-rounder Expert

Chapter 473: Chapter 507: A Comfortable Prison Life

"Big Brother, spare my life, please! I didn’t recognize Mt. Tai before my eyes; I was wrong, spare me..." The bald man was truly terrified.

He hadn’t even gotten a clear look at the few people just moments before, yet they had subdued him effortlessly; he was no match for them at all. It seemed better to submit quickly, to avoid any unnecessary pain.

Many prisoners were looking over, and although the bald man felt disgraced, it was better than getting beaten up. Moreover, the gap between them was too vast; he was simply no match.

Ma Xiaoliu, who was nearby, saw the bald man begging for mercy, and when he looked at Fang Yi again, his eyes were filled with shock and fear.

Even the toughest bald brother in the prison had shown submission. If Fang Yi turned his attention to Ma Xiaoliu, who had encouraged the bald man to come over, what could Ma Xiaoliu do? He was in a tough spot.

However, what Ma Xiaoliu didn’t know was that Fang Yi hadn’t even bothered with him. Looking down at the bald man kneeling and begging for mercy, Fang Yi squatted down and asked, "Are you the Prison Bully around here?"

"Yes... no no, definitely not..." The bald man nodded first, then shook his head.

"Oh," Fang Yi said indifferently, giving nothing away.

"Now Big Brother, you’re the Prison Bully, you’re the boss here, what you say goes," the bald man hastily expressed his loyalty.

Fang Yi responded indifferently, "I have no interest in being a Prison Bully; you carry on with it—just send me a storybook later."

Although he had no idea where to get a storybook, the bald man quickly agreed, promising to find one for Fang Yi later on.

After the post-meal activity ended, Fang Yi and his fellow inmates returned to their cell, and before long, a guard tossed a storybook inside. A scrawny man got off his bunk, picked up the storybook, and handed it to Fang Yi; Fang Yi rewarded him with a cigarette.

Hmm, this was indeed a storybook, a fairy tale storybook at that. Fang Yi made do and read it.

needed money. Bribing a guard with money was the way to go; even though one couldn’t be released, getting certain

the fairy tale storybook, all he was missing was a cup of hot tea by his side.

He was new here.

was formidable, with a cold, fierce light in his eyes. Where he stood, no

looked around, then

and glanced at the man. He was a stranger; Fang Yi did not

approached and whispered, "Are you

"Yes."

looking for you," said the

"Looking for me?"

you if that family of five was really murdered by

your relationship with that family of

elderly couple has no relation to me, but that middle-aged woman is my sister, that middle-aged man is my brother-in-law, and that child calls me uncle. So, did you really kill those people?" A hint of ferocity suddenly

a once-over and suddenly said, "You’re not their relative, you have nothing to do with

was taken aback, not

man then realized what was happening but before he could react, a thin blade of a razor appeared in his mouth as he

the man began to fight, causing a significant commotion. The other prisoners tactfully cleared a space for them to

battle might be grueling for Fang Yi, but for him, this man was hardly a formidable

Fang Yi deflected the razor with a flick of his fingers, then closed in on the man, delivering a punch to his chest. The man staggered back, his back hitting the wall. He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, fortunately, Fang Yi had pulled back his hand in time to not

in pain, but more than that, he was filled with confusion. His disguise

Yi coolly responded, "You had

"Impossible!"

Yi scoffed, sat back down, lit a cigarette, and said indifferently, "First, you claimed to be a relative of that family of five, to make me feel guilty and lower my guard. That was dumb as hell. Second, the look in your eyes, your demeanor, you are the spitting image of an assassin. There’s a faint scar on your neck; I can tell it’s from a blade. An ordinary person wouldn’t have such a mark. These two flaws alone reveal you’re an assassin, albeit the most pathetic kind. I believe that family of five wasn’t killed

calm and sage-like as he spoke logically. As the man heard these pointed words, his face changed, overcome