"Haha, you are new here, aren't you? Maybe in the real world, you are more capable, but you should also know that this place is the Place of Confinement. Since you are here, you have to abide by the rules here."
Darren sneered and said, "I admit that I have taken benefits from other people. Since I have taken their money, I have to get rid of the problem, so don't blame me."
Darren held a knife in his hand. In fact, in the Place of Confinement, most of the weapons were cold weapons. Only high-level guards were equipped with guns. The degree of strict management of guns there was not comparable to that of outside.
When one was out on tasks, they could rent guns, but the price was expensive. The Warden was really a very magical existence. The world he created was also in line with the rules of the outside world, which meant that everyone in the Place of Confinement was working for him.