Unrestricted fighting enters the female-oriented genre

"Young Master He, what do you want to do?"

Zhao Dayong looked at He Qiang with a conflicted expression and couldn't help but advise, "Young Master He, the Fourth Prison Ward houses serious offenders, many of whom are ruthless killers. We shouldn't provoke them; it won't be good for us—"

He Qiang waved his hand, interrupting him, lit a cigarette, and looked at him with a smile, saying, "I've killed people too."

"Ah...that..."

Zhao Dayong then realized that the person in front of him was also a ruthless character. He should have been imprisoned in the fourth prison area, but he was temporarily imprisoned in the third prison area because he had gone insane.

Even so, his ruthless nature remained unchanged. As soon as he entered the cell, he beat up everyone and took over as the boss.

Zhao Dayong felt that he didn't need to worry too much about such a ruthless person.

They survived by sheer grit, so why would they be afraid of serious criminals?

Maybe they just enjoy this kind of challenge?

Sigh, comparing yourself to others is just awful.

Zhao Dayong sighed and said helplessly to He Qiang, "Young Master He, you know what, we actually have a chance to meet with the people from the Fourth Prison District. Maybe we'll run into them this afternoon."

He Qiang's eyes lit up, and he subconsciously sat up straight, asking, "What do you mean? We're going to run into the Fourth Prison District today?"

Zhao Dayong nodded and said, "We have to do collective labor every afternoon at three o'clock. Our prison area usually makes packing bags, while the fourth prison area makes bags and boxes. The labor area is right next to ours, less than five meters away."

"Great, that's wonderful!"

This news made He Qiang grin from ear to ear.

"Here, have one!"

He offered Zhao Dayong a cigarette.

Zhao Dayong was flattered and hurriedly took the cigarette with trembling hands, then carefully lit it next to He Qiang's cigarette butt.

"call--"

He took a greedy drag of his cigarette, exhaled a thick puff, and exclaimed, "That was awesome! I haven't smoked in over ten days, this puff is fucking satisfying!"

"Alright, slow down your smoking, or you'll choke to death later."

He Qiang smiled, half-lying down on the bed, and continued to ask him, "Have you heard of any ruthless people in the Fourth Prison Ward?"

"I've basically never heard of them," Zhao Dayong said, scratching his head awkwardly. "Those guys are all top-notch thugs. Who would dare to approach them? When we see them, we just lower our heads and avoid them. We don't dare to talk to them at all."

"Coward!"

He Qiang kicked him, his expression full of disdain.

Zhao Dayong smiled helplessly and stammered, "If you're talking about acquaintances, I do know someone in the Fourth Prison District. He's not particularly fierce, nor does he seem like a ruthless person."

"He's already in the Fourth Prison Area, what kind of good person could he be?" He Qiang smiled indifferently, gesturing for him to continue.

Zhao Dayong introduced, "That man's name is Ye Liangchen. He's a young man who's in charge of coordinating the goods with us. He looks quite refined and doesn't seem like a bad person."

"What did you say? That person's name is really Ye Liangchen?"

Zhao Dayong, puzzled, asked, "Yes, his name is indeed Ye Liangchen. Is there anything wrong with that name?"

Of course there's a problem, and a big one at that!

He Qiang's throat tightened with nervousness, and he almost stood up and shouted, "Sword—come—!"

In He Qiang's mind, Ye Liangchen was the male protagonist of a certain urban fantasy novel called "Supreme Dragon Son-in-Law". His background and identity were incredibly powerful, and he seemed to have been reborn from the Fourth Sun Age.

He was the only Heavenly Emperor in the entire era, but was besieged by nine Quasi-Emperor Supremes, which is why he traveled through time and space and was reborn back to Earth.

After his rebirth, he was completely invincible, slaughtering indiscriminately and crushing everything in his path, without ever reasoning with anyone.

You're a rich kid, you've got money, right? I'll slap you to death!

You're a high-ranking official, you have power, right? I'll still slap you to death!

You're a martial artist, you're skilled in martial arts, right? I'll still kill you with a single slap!

You are a cultivator, and your swordsmanship is divine, right?

Well, this time they didn't just slap him to death; they at least gave him some respect.

"Someone like you dares to talk about swords?"

"I'll show you what a real sword is!"

Then Ye Liangchen raised his hand and tore through the void, roaring, "Sword—come—!"

Spacetime has been distorted, space itself has been torn apart...

A long sword, gleaming with dazzling golden light, seemed to have pierced through countless ages and appeared out of thin air in his hand.

Then, with a casual wave of his hand, all the cultivators who tried to stop him were annihilated by the merciless sword light...

Then there is no more.

Such a ruthless person cannot be destroyed by nuclear bombs; he can crush the earth with a single hand. He is not only invincible, but also a god, a creator god, a supreme god, an invincible god!

Holding the sun and the moon and picking the stars, there is no one like me in the world!

This is Ye Liangchen.

Yet this extraordinary person actually tried to steal a woman from a rich young master. Isn't that ridiculous?

It's easy to imagine how tense He Qiang became upon suddenly hearing such a name.

He was terrified that Ye Liangchen was actually a new male lead sent by Heaven to deal with him.

He just killed Lu Chen, and the second male lead has already arrived?

Moreover, he is such a fierce and domineering figure who has ruled for eternity. When did Heaven become so supportive?

No, don't panic, stay calm!

The energy of the small world is limited; even if a new protagonist is summoned, it cannot be invincible.

Besides, he has only just landed and hasn't grown up yet, so he can't possibly be more troublesome than Lu Chen.

But in any case, He Qiang was determined to confront Ye Liangchen and test his abilities.

For the next half hour, He Qiang smoked several cigarettes in silence, anxiously waiting for his work time to begin.

Finally, at three o'clock, the bell rang to signal the start of work. The prison guards opened the door for them and ordered them all to participate in collective labor.

He Qiang followed the crowd and nervously entered the work area.

The job was simple: to glue together some paper packaging bags.

Under Zhao Dayong's demonstration, he quickly learned how to do it.

As he pasted paper bags, he glanced at the adjacent work area.

Without needing Zhao Dayong's introduction, He Qiang immediately spotted a tall, strong young man standing in the crowd.

Those incredibly handsome features...

That calm and relaxed smile...

That inexplicably arrogant demeanor...

The strong aura of a protagonist that emanated from him perfectly matched the name "Ye Liangchen".

Before He Qiang could even speak to the other party, he already felt a strong sense of oppression. He was afraid that Ye Liangchen might kill him with a single "Sword, come!" if he was unhappy.

Just as He Qiang was stealing glances at Ye Liangchen, Ye Liangchen suddenly seemed to sense something, turned his head to look at He Qiang, and grinned at him.

That smile sent chills down He Qiang's spine.

This guy seems to have noticed his presence. Is he going to challenge him directly?

"Hey, Young Master He, look, that's Ye Liangchen. What a fine young man, it's a pity he committed a serious crime, his future looks bleak."

At this moment, Zhao Dayong suddenly nudged He Qiang with his elbow, startling him so much that he managed to keep the glue in his hand from falling to the ground.

That damned Zhao Dayong, doesn't he know I'm feeling nervous right now?

He Qiang glared at Zhao Dayong resentfully and whispered to him, "If Ye Liangchen comes to pick up the goods later, go up and cause trouble for him, and fight him."

"Ah, this..."

Zhao Dayong looked at He Qiang with difficulty, clearly not wanting to do this.

"If you dare disobey me, I'll kill you!"

He Qiang glared at him fiercely and kicked him hard in the shin, causing Zhao Dayong to gasp in pain.

"Okay, I'll definitely listen. It's just fighting, that's my specialty. I'll definitely beat that kid to a pulp!"

Overwhelmed by He Qiang's tyranny, Zhao Dayong could only nod repeatedly in agreement.