In a cold, dim room, cold air continuously seeped in.
Not to ntion ordinary people, even average martial artists.
In such a situation.
Would feel a chill down their spine.
Now, Ye Qingfeng was in this place.
"Looks like this is the interrogation room."
Seeing the empty interrogation room.
Ye Qingfeng smirked.
In the past life, even after experiencing three hundred years in the Immortal World.
He had never experienced prison.
Who would have thought, in this life, he would experience it.
However, the black prison in the Immortal World was a million tis more terrifying than this detention center.
Truly like fireflies compared to the bright moon.
"Captain Gong, this guy seems totally unfazed!"
The young policeman beside Gong Jian, seeing from the video, showed an imnsely calm deanor.
Couldn’t help but exclaim.
Ordinarily, suspects with serious cris.
Would undergo such psychological pressure.
Until the suspect couldn’t bear it.
But for Ye Qingfeng, this didn’t even amount to scratching an itch.
"Hmph! Send him to the high-risk ward, and he’ll learn what it ans to be humble."
Gong Jian sneered coldly.
Previously, Ye Qingfeng actually dared to threaten him.
That was a challenge to his authority.
Gong Jian naturally wasn’t pleased.
...
"Here?"
Ye Qingfeng, who had been sitting cross-legged with closed eyes.
Spoke softly.
At this ti, the door of the interrogation room also opened.
Gong Jian brought several police officers in.
"Confess properly, what were you doing at Liuguang Garden last night?"
Gong Jian slamd a file folder on the table.
Looking coldly at Ye Qingfeng.
"Nothing to say. Perhaps you are not qualified to interrogate !"
Ye Qingfeng responded lightly.
His Martial Artist certification and Divine Guard ID had not yet been issued.
But he had participated in the Martial Artist Test, considered a Quasi-Martial Artist.
This information was accessible.
So Gong Jian naturally wasn’t qualified to interrogate him.
"You want to die..."
Gong Jian pulled out the handcuffs from his waist, ready to swing them at Ye Qingfeng’s head.
However, a police officer beside him stopped him.
"Captain Gong, that’s not according to protocol; this guy isn’t an average person, he’s taken the Martial Artist Test."
Soone advised.
Even as a Quasi-Martial Artist, he wasn’t ordinary.
If they didn’t fully understand the situation.
And enforced punishnt, it could lead to dire consequences for the entire police departnt if mistakes were made.
"Fine then, let’s see if you can make it through the night."
Gong Jian snorted heavily.
"Send him to Zone 11 prison."
Gong Jian waved his hand.
His voice carried a coldness.
"Zone 11 prison!"
Upon hearing this, the police officers gasped.
Zone 11 prison held only desperados, among whom were strong and ruthless martial artists.
It seed Captain Gong was determined to teach this kid a harsh lesson.
However, the police dared not defy Captain Gong’s orders.
They imdiately escorted Ye Qingfeng to Zone 11 prison.
"Kid, a word of advice, keep a low profile inside, or you won’t know how you die."
A well-aning policeman couldn’t help but warn Ye Qingfeng.
"Sounds like it will be fun!"
Ye Qingfeng chuckled softly.
This made the policen look at him like a madman.
Thinking inwardly, this kid really won’t shed a tear until he sees the coffin.
...
Inside the Jiangnan City detention center.
Quite a few martial artists with minor offenses were confined.
These people weren’t particularly powerful martial artists, so they generally didn’t require Divine Guards for supervision.
As a result.
Those martial artists involved in brawls and cris were constantly being sent to the detention center.
And Zone 11, was the most violent and brutal section of the entire center.
Gong Jian sending Ye Qingfeng to Zone 11.
The malicious intent was obvious.
"Creak!"
The cell door opened.
Ye Qingfeng was locked inside.
And because of the sound of the door opening.
Several pairs of eyes in the room.
Landed on Ye Qingfeng.
However, Ye Qingfeng seed oblivious and walked toward an empty bed.
Passing by the inmates in the cell, he sat cross-legged on the empty bed.
"Hey! This kid is interesting..."
A bald big man with tattoos on his head, seeing Ye Qingfeng’s actions.
Couldn’t help but snicker.
Typically, if a veteran inmate entered the detention center often.
He would have to pay respects to all the bigwigs in the cell.
If new, he would be scared and squat at the cell door.
But like Ye Qingfeng, just heading straight to an empty bed.
Was truly rare.
"ng, this kid seems very unruly and quite arrogant!"
A skinny guy, massaging the tattooed bald man’s legs, couldn’t help but shriek.
"Interesting, it’s been a while since I stretched my muscles."
The tattooed bald man’s na was ng Xiang, known as Ah ng.
Considered a small leader in the cell.
At this ti, Ye Qingfeng’s lack of reverence was a blatant disregard for the inmates.
Isn’t that sothing?
"Ah ng! You can’t even intimidate a newbie now? Getting softer, huh!"
A lean man across a bunk from the tattooed bald man couldn’t help but laugh aloud.
Cursing obscenely while rubbing his crotch.
Not only mocking the tattooed bald man’s fighting prowess, but also hinting at his poor bedroom skills.
What man could tolerate such ridicule?
However, the sturdy man with a moustache had a similar standing in the cell as him.
ng Xiang could only vent this anger toward Ye Qingfeng.
"Kid, co and massage my shoulders and legs, let that be your paying respect."
ng Xiang walked to Ye Qingfeng.
With a smack.
Slamd his foot on the empty bed where Ye Qingfeng sat cross-legged.
"Hey! There’s going to be a show every ti a newbie cos in, it always brings a lot of amusent."
"I bet this kid will go against ng and get beaten to begging."
"Not necessarily, maybe he’ll be scared and quickly serve ng."
"This kid seems so calm, could he be a fierce one, and ng kicked a steel plate and gets beaten instead?"
"No way, posturing in the cell isn’t uncommon, this guy is clearly one of those."
ng Xiang’s action.
Instantly made the inmates show a look of anticipation.
ng Xiang being a small leader inside the cell ant he had skills, muscular and powerful.
With one punch, an ordinary inmate would break bones.
"Damn it, are you deaf!"
Seeing Ye Qingfeng quiet for so long, ng Xiang roared.
"Get lost!"
Ye Qingfeng didn’t even lift his eyelid.
A cold voice ca from his throat.
Ye Qingfeng didn’t want to fuss with these ants.
But if ants wanted to die.
He had no choice, and was quite annoyed.
Had to crush them.
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