So satisfying! The Great Demon King wiped out everyone equally!

Chen Zhiyan screamed in agony, desperately begging Cang Lan to spare him. His cries were so shrill that they echoed throughout the entire dormitory.

Chen Zhiyan's face was filled with terror, his features contorted in pain, and he opened his mouth wide, the sound of which seemed to break through the small space.

If Cang Lan hadn't isolated himself from external interference beforehand, the prison guards probably would have come to rescue him long ago.

Cang Lan crossed his arms, slightly raised his chin, and coldly observed Chen Zhiyan's miserable state. His gaze was like a cold lake, without a ripple. He stood there quietly, like a ruthless judge, enjoying Chen Zhiyan's suffering.

"Don't worry, I love you—I love you so much I'd kill you!"

Chen Zhiyan trembled at the malicious words, his face turning deathly pale, his eyes filled with despair. If he hadn't just finished using the toilet, his crotch would probably be soaked with feces by now.

"Beep—beep—beep—! Afternoon work begins. Assemble in five minutes!"

Cang Lan, Chen Xuedong, and Chen Xueqiu walked out unhurriedly.

After the prison guards finished counting the prisoners, they found one person was missing. The guards knew that the missing young man had powerful connections, but they couldn't disregard the rules here, so they immediately ordered someone to bring him down and let the other prisoners go to work first.

When the prison guards went upstairs, they saw Chen Zhiyan still fast asleep in bed. One of the guards frowned, his face full of impatience, picked up a basin of cold water, and splashed it hard on him. The cold water poured over Chen Zhiyan like a waterfall, instantly waking him up.

"Don't hit me, don't hit me, don't..." Chen Zhiyan opened his eyes, his eyes filled with fear. His body trembled uncontrollably, and he hugged himself tightly with both hands.

He found himself alive and well, with no marks from the whip, but the pain had definitely been there.

"I'm reporting him! I'm reporting Han Mo! He whipped me, and the other two people just stood by and did nothing. I was beaten so badly I was almost dying..." Chen Zhiyan's voice trembled, choked with sobs. To the prison guards, Chen Zhiyan's behavior undoubtedly indicated a mentally unstable prisoner.

"You say you were beaten, do you have any evidence? Where are the wounds? Did they just disappear after you slept?" The prison guard looked at him with suspicion and his eyes revealed disdain.

Chen Zhiyan felt extremely wronged; he had never felt this wronged even when rumors circulated that he liked men.

"I...I don't know, but I was definitely hit. You can ask them if you don't believe me—"

The prison guards knew who Han Mo was. Since he arrived, there had been far fewer riots here, and he had rid them of many scourges. Now the prison was peaceful, and even the air smelled wonderful.

Of course, they didn't want to provoke Han Mo either, and they couldn't beat him in a fight, so they immediately interrupted Chen Zhiyan. "Stop talking. Once you're here, do things according to our rules. Go and work right now. We're just missing you."

Chen Zhiyan touched his body and found no wounds. He was in prison; where would he get a whip?

Was he really dreaming? Had he actually fallen asleep after entering the dormitory? Filled with doubt, he could only give up.

But by sheer coincidence, Chen Zhiyan and Han's father were working in the same place as Canglan and the others.

The prison guard brought him over and then left. In this sweltering heat, what could be more comfortable than an office? The guard stayed for ten minutes before making an excuse to leave.

Chen Zhiyan saw Chen Xuedong and grabbed his hand. They must have seen what happened. "Just now, didn't Han Mo beat me up badly? He even whipped me with a really long whip. You saw it, didn't you? It wasn't a dream, right?"

Chen Xuedong was stunned; he hadn't expected Chen Zhiyan to be completely unharmed.

Full of energy!

Just a moment ago I was beaten up like a spicy snack, but now I feel perfectly fine.

He knew Han Mo was outrageous, but he didn't know there were even more outrageous things to come.

Now, under Han Mo's protection, he's living much better than before; Han Mo can get him anything—cigarettes, alcohol, chocolate, canned goods. Chen Xuedong didn't want to lose this powerful patron, so he kicked Chen Zhiyan away.

"What nonsense are you spouting! Get out of here and don't disturb my work! There are plenty of men over there!" Chen Xuedong's face showed annoyance, and he pointed at the prisoner who had been eyeing him menacingly.

Chen Zhiyan and Han Wenzhang were the best-looking among the prisoners. The group had long had their eyes on their buttocks, but since Cang Lan hadn't given the order, no one dared to make a move. After all, the best stuff was always enjoyed by the boss first, and the others were lucky to have anything to play with.

So the prisoners around them appeared to be working, but their minds were already wandering off somewhere else.

The commotion also caught Han Wenzhang's eye on Chen Zhiyan. He reacted as if he'd seen an ancestor, excitedly running over. His steps were somewhat unsteady, and he limped along, his gait looking rather strange.

"Zhiyan! I've finally found you! What did your parents say? How is Han Ya? You have to find someone to protect me, otherwise this old man of mine will really be..."

Played to death

Han's father didn't finish speaking, and Chen Zhiyan ignored him.

He was already in a bad mood. If it weren't for saving Han Ya, why would he hire someone to kill and cut out her heart? And Han Mo, he has no compassion at all. Isn't it his duty to save his sister?

Why can't they just agree to voluntarily donate their hearts?

It's not like he's refusing to pay.

Chen Zhiyan's face was so dark it seemed like it could drip water, his eyes burning with rage. He abruptly flung his hand away and roared, "Get out of here! It's all your fault! If it weren't for your bad genes, how could we have given birth to a son with heart disease and a supermale? What bad luck!"

When Han's father heard Chen Zhiyan's angry outburst, he was completely stunned. He had never actually thought about this issue before.

Even if we take a step back and say that his wives have no problems, are they without issues?

"Who the hell are you calling a super-male?" Cang Lan had already seen these two fighting like dogs, and they still dared to call him a super-male?

Canglan quickly stepped forward and slapped each of the two men hard across the face.

The crisp sound echoed in the air, sending a shiver down one's spine.

Their faces swelled up instantly, higher than city walls. Chen Zhiyan was about to curse back, but his body's memory couldn't lie; fear of Han Mo was his instinct.

Seeing that their leader was angry, the surrounding prisoners all threw down their rakes, quickly rolled up their sleeves, and looked ready to fight.

Han's father was knocked off balance and fell to the ground. A flicker of panic flashed in his eyes, his pupils darted around, and his brain raced.

He quickly realized that his son was the prison's boss. Grasping at this lifeline, he scrambled to Canglan's feet and began to weep.

"Son, I was wrong. Please forgive me. That terrible idea was all Chen Zhiyan's idea. It had nothing to do with me!" Han's father's voice was choked with sobs, his face full of regret and pleading.

"Dad?" The surrounding prisoners' interest in watching the spectacle vanished instantly. Especially the prisoners in the dormitory who had played with Han's father yesterday at noon, they were so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe.

They looked at each other and saw deep fear and despair in each other's eyes.

Damn it, they actually slept with the boss's father?

Cang Lan had no patience for this idiot. His brows furrowed tightly, and his eyes were filled with disgust. He raised his foot and kicked Han's father three meters away.

"Who gave you the right to speak?"

In an instant, the situation changed dramatically. The prisoners looked at each other in disbelief; their leader seemed to disown him!