The Great Demon Lord of the American Comics World

Chapter 66, Is the Boss a Devil?

"Why did so much equipment drop, but we didn't see a single corpse?"

"Was it eaten?"

"Eaten? Eaten by whom?"

"Of course it's Boss. Don't you know? His current nickname is 'Chain Warden.' Don't you think that nickname has a devilish vibe? I bet Boss must be a devil from hell. Otherwise, how could he have accomplished so much at such a young age? Not only did he gain the Big Boss's favor, but he even took over Rex Island Prison! It's unbelievable."

"Are you kidding me? I'd believe you if you said Boss was a devil, and I'd believe you if you said he ate people, but more than a dozen sets of equipment have been dropped here, which means there were at least a dozen attackers. Does Boss have such a big appetite that he can eat more than a dozen people in one go?"

"Who knows? The devil's abilities are beyond the comprehension of ordinary Niggs like us. Hmm, maybe he only ate one or two people on the spot, and dragged the rest to hell as provisions?"

"That makes sense... Come to think of it, it's a good thing that Boss is a devil. From now on, not only can we go to our own prisons after we commit crimes, but we can also go directly to the hell ruled by Boss after we die and continue to be his lackeys..."

"Yes, that's fantastic!"

While cleaning up the battlefield, the two dark-skinned henchmen irresponsibly let their imaginations run wild—well, that's the difference between Li Xingzhou and a big conglomerate.

Others can afford to maintain elite private soldiers with excellent tactical skills, while he currently only has these idiots whose average education level is no higher than seventh grade, and who need to count on their fingers even to do addition and subtraction within ten.

Although their loyalty is commendable, and even after death they still want to continue following the devilish boss, there's no way to change their minds.

This explains why Li Xingzhou was so eager to find talented people.

"Boss, the corpse?"

Bansell also found it a bit hard to understand.

Judging from the scene, the battle was extremely fierce.

The boss's car was severely damaged, with the front end twisted and broken. His father, who was in the driver's seat, had his face covered in airbags and was still unconscious.

The car body was riddled with bullet holes and embedded with a large number of bullets that failed to penetrate the bulletproof steel plate. Twisted and deformed bullets were also scattered on the ground. Li Xingzhou, who was smoking in the car, was riddled with bullets from his shirt to his pants. A concrete guardrail was destroyed on the side of the road, and a strong woman was half-buried in the rubble and asleep.

Despite the intense battle, there wasn't a single corpse in sight. Instead, equipment was scattered all over the ground. His henchmen, who had come with him, were cleaning up the battlefield and collecting the equipment while whispering and speculating wildly. The occasional glances they cast at Li Xingzhou were filled with awe.

"Don't worry about the bodies, no one will be able to find them again anyway."

Li Xingzhou said casually:

"Pack up the equipment, check for tracking devices, and check for that woman..."

He pointed to the sand angel:
"Take him to the prison island, and I'll slowly prepare him. Also, order me a new car. The same Lincoln model, no less."

"Okay, Boss."

Bansel wisely refrained from pressing the matter further. He instructed his underlings to move the Sand Angel into a car, then called a tow truck. Afterward, he personally drove Li Xingzhou, Emma, ​​and the newly awakened Old Man towards Prison Island.

For the next half day, Li Xingzhou stayed on the prison island to inspect the prison, walking through all ten prison buildings and offering many suggestions for improvement.

"The living conditions in the cells for serious offenders are too cramped. How can there be only two people in one cell? A cell is a place to rest after a day's work. A bed is enough; no extra space is needed. Add two more beds to each cell, so that four people can live there. This way, we can accommodate more criminals and help more villains repent and start anew... Add four more people to the cells for minor offenders, so that twelve people can live in one cell."

“Minor offenders are fine. But serious offenders are mostly very aggressive, and even two people in a room often cause trouble. If we add two more people…”

"Don't worry, I'll make sure they don't have the energy to cause trouble. Also, renovate some VIP cells. In the future, those rich people and gang leaders can stay in VIP cells. The fee... well, let's just double the VIP fee of the disciplinary group." There are no VIP suites in public prisons. No matter how rich or powerful someone is, they can only stay in ordinary cells like ordinary prisoners.

But now that it has been transformed from a public to a private enterprise, it must naturally align itself with the market and strictly adhere to the rules of the free market.

"The existing management and prison guards will all be re-evaluated, and those who fail will be dismissed. Don't worry about a lack of personnel; I'll bring in some tough guys in a while..."

After explaining his reform ideas, Li Xingzhou took out a design drawing and handed it to Banser:
"Please hire a reliable construction team to build me an underground space according to the blueprints."

Bansel cautioned, "Constructing underground projects on islands is very difficult and expensive."

Li Xingzhou laughed and said, "It doesn't matter. Anyway, the big boss is paying for it, so it doesn't matter how much it costs."

After giving his instructions, Li Xingzhou went to the warden's office in Building No. 1.

"The room is a bit small. Drain the adjacent rooms and renovate them into a suite. It needs to be fully equipped with an office, lounge, gym, armory, kitchen, and bathroom."

Emma, ​​holding a notebook and pen, quickly wrote down his requirements one by one, demonstrating her diligence.

In fact, with her memory, she didn't need to take notes at all; she could remember it after hearing it just once. But she still had to put on an act.

Li Xingzhou was busy until evening before having dinner with Bansel, Emma, ​​and Big Daddy. He then sent Big Daddy back to take care of his daughter while he stayed behind to prepare the Sand Angel.

He had originally told Emma that she could go home after get off work and asked her to go back to the city with her father, but Emma insisted on staying. So Li Xingzhou didn't force her and let her stay. He even took her to make the Sand Angel.

The Sandstorm Angel was locked in a restraint cell, fitted with a full set of restraints and placed in an electric chair—not a death row electric chair, but enough to render a strong man limp as a rag doll within three seconds.

Of course, such equipment alone would not be enough to contain a power-type mutant like the Sand Angel.

However, Li Xingzhou also inserted several needles into her limb joints, cast a weakening curse, and injected a wisp of true energy into her heart meridian, causing her to experience excruciating heart pain whenever she tried to exert force. This is why, even after the Sandstorm Angel woke up, she was unable to escape and could only sit obediently in the electric chair.

Li Xingzhou dragged over a chair and sat down opposite the Sandstorm Angel. He took out a cigarette, and Emma lit it for him. Then she stood behind him with her notebook in hand.

Li Xingzhou crossed his legs, exhaled a smoke ring, and smiled at the sandstorm angel:

"Chat?"

The Sandstorm Angel scoffed:
"Don't bother, I won't betray my employer."

"No, no, no, I don't need you to betray your employer. Even if you don't say it, I can probably guess who hired you."

Li Xingzhou smiled and said:

"So I just wanted to talk to you about your job change."

"Change jobs? You can try to convince me, but I advise you not to waste your time. I will not work for you."

"Don't be so absolute..."

Li Xingzhou spoke leisurely, his voice gradually becoming eerie and ethereal, and a dark light slowly emanated from his pupils:
"Believe me, you'll change your mind... In this world, there are few people who can refuse my kindness..."

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