A carefree soldier king in the city

Chapter 776 Prison

"Very well, then you should know what will happen next, right?"

"Hey buddy, you're not going to let them beat me up, are you? I'm really scared!"

"Since you know that, aren't you afraid they'll kill you? You should know that none of them here haven't killed someone before."

"I'm going to die either way, so what's there to be afraid of? I've killed people before."

Even though he was about to die, he still acted as if nothing had happened. Gui Ma was stunned for a moment, then his cold eyes turned icy as he commanded, word by word, "From now on, I am your elder brother. You have to listen to me in everything. You have to do whatever I tell you to do."

Chao Bufan smiled like an angel: "Hey, Guima, we're all about to be executed, what's the point of saying all this?"

Gui Ma sneered and said, "Kid, don't blame me for not warning you. Listen to me, and you'll live a few more days."

"Really?" Chao Bufan looked extremely shocked.

"That depends on what you do. If you don't obey, I'll make sure you don't live more than three days, you hear me?" Gui Ma warned sternly.

"I heard you." Chao Bufan smiled charmingly, like an angel.

Gui Ma was somewhat taken aback and asked curiously, "You really understand?"

"Hmm!" Chao Bufan nodded vigorously and said, "You're the boss here. If I don't listen to you, who do I listen to, right, Brother Guima?"

As he spoke, he whistled and walked to the bunk bed at the very back of the cell, then brazenly lay down on it.

"Get in!"

Another person was brought in, but this time it was none other than Zhou Weihua. Judging from his appearance, he had probably suffered quite a bit; his face was bruised and battered. It turned out that Zhou Weihua had been dragged out for a "lecture."

When Chao Bufan saw Zhou Weihua, he suddenly sat up and frowned.

"Hey kid, are you alright?" Gui Ma wasn't all bad; he knew to show concern.

Zhou Weihua shook his head and smiled, then limped inside. When he saw Chao Bufan, his eyes clearly gleamed with a different kind of light.

Chao Bufan quickly pretended not to know Zhou Weihua and stood up, saying, "I'll sleep on the top bunk!"

"Thank you!" Zhou Weihua said with a smile, but no matter how much he smiled, his facial expression remained unchanged.

"Beep beep beep!"

Suddenly, a whistle blew outside, followed by the prison guards yelling, "Get to work! Get to work!"

Gui Ma gave a wink to the brothers in the cell, and they all understood and nodded in unison.

“Chao Bufan,” Guima said as he approached Chao Bufan, “be smart when you’re working later and follow their lead.”

Chao Bufan made a gesture and laughed, "Okay, quirky buddy."

The so-called "work" actually meant repairing roads in designated areas. The prison was enormous, with over a dozen cells, each housing a dozen or twenty people, and each cell had its own leader. Therefore, fights and brawls were inevitable in the prison.

During the two-hour road repair period, the prison guards were all fully armed and on high alert to prevent prisoners from escaping. There were even many snipers hidden in the shadows, ready to shoot without hesitation if anyone tried to escape. In addition, the guards in charge of the area would take roll call every ten minutes.

Hundreds of people were backfilling soil on a newly built road, working enthusiastically.

Taking the opportunity, Chao Bufan moved closer to Zhou Weihua: "Weihua, are you alright?"

"It's nothing, Bufan, what brings you here?"

"Is that even a question? Of course, we're here to save you."

Zhou Weihua was stunned.

"Alright, if you want to thank us, we can do it after we get out! Da Keng and the others are waiting for us outside."

"Big Pit and the others are here too?"

"Of course we're here. Don't worry about anything, just cooperate with us."

Tears welled in Zhou Weihua's eyes as he nodded heavily and uttered a soft "Mm."

"Brothers, give it your all, we'll be done in a few more minutes."

With a loud shout, the group became even more energetic.

As time was running out, Guima winked at one of his men. The man nodded and immediately lay down on the ground. The others quickly covered him with soil, and it was done in a flash. Chao Bufan ignored it, but he had to admire Guima. He could have easily escaped using this method, but Guima had let his men escape first.

"Beep beep beep!"

At that moment, the prison guards blew their whistles, and everyone put their tools back at the designated spot and returned to their cells.

After showering, it was time to eat. After eating, everyone returned to their cells.

"Chao Bufan, there will be a fighting competition this afternoon. Each cell will send one person to participate. Since you are new here, you will represent us in the fight." Gui Ma patted Chao Bufan on the shoulder. He was a quick learner and hadn't revealed what happened this morning.

"Why me?" Chao Bufan asked, puzzled.

At this moment, Zhou Weihua walked over and said, "The rule here is that there are fighting matches every afternoon. The people upstairs are betting money, while we are betting our lives. Anyone who participates in the fight, regardless of the severity of their sentence, can have their sentence reduced if they win a match. For death row inmates like us, winning a match can extend our lives by a week, and so on."

"What if we lose?"

"If you lose, you'll never have another chance to participate."

"Is that so? If we win one or two games every day, wouldn't we be spared from dying?"

The cunning man laughed and said, "If you win every day until the end, and win for a whole month, then you won't have to die."

"Hey buddy, did you win for a whole month straight?"

"No, I lost my last match to Black Bull, the boss of cell number 5, because I was exhausted."

"What's the result?"

"It may not lead to anything, but at least I can live for several more years."

Chao Bufan nodded and said, "I understand."

"Brother, compete well. If you're lucky, you might live longer."

Chao Bufan nodded and smiled, "Alright, we don't have many days left to live anyway, so we might as well go all out."

In the underground fighting arena, intense lights pierced every corner, and the so-called fighting ring was nothing more than a large iron cage, where all the matches took place. Around the cage sat the warden and his high-ranking subordinates, who treated the inmate fights as gambling entertainment, holding them daily.

Of course, such a fight is inhumane. In order to win, everyone will use all their skills, and some people will even use hidden weapons.

Every day, all the prisoners would come to watch the fights.

Just as the competition was in full swing, the man buried in the sand quietly crawled out of the pile of dirt. He had a chance to escape, but he did not. Instead, he quietly bypassed the prison, sneaked back to the back of the prison, and then found a hammer and a steel drill bit in a pile of weeds. He went to the corner of the prison wall, lifted the wooden planks on the ground, and entered the underground passage that had been dug in advance.