In the corridor of the Jiangzhou County Heavy Criminal Prison, there were mountains of corpses and rivers of blood. A figure stood silently to the side, and in front of him, on the ground, laid a middle-aged man cowering like a dog. At that moment, his eyes were filled with a panicked light, looking at the young man before him as if he was seeing a devil!
"Devil! You're a fucking devil! Do you have any idea what the consequences will be for killing us? Do you know what happens when you provoke us?!"
At that moment, the prison guard's face was a mask of panic. He had witnessed with his own eyes how Yang Yifeng had gone on a killing spree in the corridor, slaughtering almost every heavy criminal inside. Now collapsed in front of the young man, he felt like his life wasn't in his hands anymore.
"Consequences?"
Yang Yifeng's eyes were devoid of any color as he looked down at the middle-aged man cowering like a dog, a cold smile on his lips.