Stop pretending, I'm a security guard, a five-star general!

"Little girl, let me put it this way: in this prison, as long as no one is killed, the guards won't care at all."

"I see."

Jiang Xiaoling nodded, stroked her chin, and asked:

"So, you mean you can beat people up in this prison as much as you want, as long as you don't kill them, it's fine?"

"Yes."

The scarred woman nodded with a cold smile: "So, I advise you to behave and listen to me, so you don't suffer any physical pain."

"Sorry, I've always been tough and can't bend over..."

Jiang Xiaoling grinned and shook her head, then looked at the scarred woman in front of her and held up two fingers:

"Now I give you two choices."

"The first option is to obediently and voluntarily go down and let me take the position of the prison boss."

"Your second option is to get a beating from me, and then I'll become your boss."

Silence fell over the cell immediately after these words were spoken.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, some unable to believe their ears.

What did that little girl say?

Want to be their boss?

After a brief silence, a burst of mocking laughter erupted in the cell.

This little girl is truly fearless, like a newborn calf unaware of its own limitations.

The scarred woman couldn't help but laugh:

"Little girl, are you kidding me?"

Jiang Xiaoling smiled and shook her head: "I'm not kidding you."

"Hehe, good, very good."

The scarred woman sneered, then slowly stood up and rubbed her neck.

"It seems it's time to teach you a lesson about manners, you little brat."

As she spoke, the rest of her men surrounded Jiang Xiaoling, their faces showing cruel smiles.

Immediately, the scarred woman waved her hand and said coldly:

"Fuck me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone swarmed forward, ready to thoroughly humiliate this arrogant little brat!

Despite being surrounded and attacked by the crowd, Jiang Xiaoling remained calm and even smiled.

Immediately, she kicked off with both legs and struck out with lightning speed!

bang bang bang! ! !

At this moment, Jiang Xiaoling was like a nimble kitten, showing no panic in the face of the crowd's attack. Instead, she moved through the crowd with ease.

While continuously blocking attacks from all directions, they also looked for an opportunity to strike decisively!

Left hook, uppercut, lunge punch, Pegasus Meteor Fist...

"Ah...da da da da da!"

Accompanied by Jiang Xiaoling's powerful, storm-like attacks,

The eight people, led by the scarred woman, were horrified to find that they were being beaten back step by step and were no match for them at all!

Then, two and a half minutes later,

boom!

thump!

As the last person was kicked to the ground by Jiang Xiaoling, everyone present collapsed on the cell floor, their faces bruised and swollen, letting out a series of painful screams.

Jiang Xiaoling walked up to the scarred woman, placed one foot on her chest, and asked with a smile:

"Now, tell me, who is the boss here?"

The scarred woman stared in terror at the little girl before her, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.

She never imagined that such a seemingly tiny little girl could possess such terrifying power!

Seeing the scarred woman remain silent, Jiang Xiaoling frowned immediately:

"I'm asking you a question, are you mute? Speak up!"

Jiang Xiaoling suddenly exerted force with her foot, causing the scarred woman's face to turn pale instantly, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.

"It's you! It's you! You're the boss!"

The scarred woman quickly spoke, her expression no longer showing the arrogance and domineering she had before, but instead filled with fear.

"Well, that's pretty much it."

Jiang Xiaoling removed her foot from the other person's chest, glanced around at the crowd sprawled on the ground, and smiled sweetly, tilting her head as she said:

"My name is Jiang Xiaoling. I'll be your leader for the next two months. Please take care of me!"

Everyone: "..."

Meanwhile, on the other side,

Inside a cell in the men's prison ward.

Zhang Xiaoming, arms crossed and trembling, stared at the bald, burly man approaching him and asked in a trembling voice:

"You, what do you want to do?"

The bald, muscular man wore an evil smile.

"Hehehe, little guy, are you going to take off your pants yourself or should I help you?"

Zhang Xiaoming was immediately terrified and turned pale.

"no, do not want!"

"Hehe, then you have no choice in the matter."

The bald, burly man's eyes were greedy as he reached out his wicked hand towards Zhang Xiaoming.

However, at this moment,

Suddenly, a cold glint flashed from the glasses on Zhang Xiaoming's face, and a silver needle shot out.

The bald, burly man was startled and quickly turned his head away.

The silver needle grazed his neck, leaving only a shallow bloodstain.

The bald, burly man looked shaken.

If he had reacted any slower, that silver needle would have pierced his neck.

Thinking of this, the bald, burly man's eyes suddenly turned murderous as he looked at Zhang Xiaoming:

"You little beast, you're looking for death!"

He clenched his fist instantly and punched it towards Zhang Xiaoming's face.

However, just as the fist was about to strike, the arm suddenly went limp and powerless.

Before the bald, burly man could react, he was horrified to find that his entire body had become limp and powerless, and he couldn't even stand up. With a thud, he collapsed to the ground.

"What! What's going on!?"

The bald, burly man and the onlookers were all taken aback by what they saw.

The fear on Zhang Xiaoming's face was completely gone; instead, he smiled slightly and pushed up his glasses.

"I forgot to tell you, my needles are poisoned."

"What!?"

Upon hearing this, the bald, burly man turned pale with fright.

Upon hearing this, the surrounding crowd was startled and quickly gathered around, their faces fierce as they said:

"You brat, you dare hurt our boss? You want to die? Hand over the antidote right now!"

Facing the menacing crowd, Zhang Xiaoming calmly stood with his hands behind his back and said quietly:

"First, all my belongings were taken by the prison guards before I came in, so I don't have the antidote here. However, this silver needle is not lethal, so you don't have to worry about losing your life."

"Secondly, you'd better show me some respect from now on, after all, there's more than one silver needle hidden in these glasses of mine."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the cell erupted in an uproar.

The bald, burly man, in particular, turned green with rage.

Although this kid said it wasn't fatal, it's still not okay for him to just lie there like this forever!

"You little beast, everyone beat him to death!"

The bald, burly man glared at Zhang Xiaoming with venomous eyes and roared.

However, the others remained where they were and did not move.

After all, this kid had said that there was more than one silver needle in his glasses.

If they were also stabbed, wouldn't they be paralyzed too?

Realizing this, everyone immediately understood the current situation and, without saying a word, knelt down and kowtowed to Zhang Xiaoming.

"From now on, you are our big brother!"

Bald, muscular man: ? ? ?

Zhang Xiaoming stood with his hands behind his back, a slight smirk playing on his lips, revealing a Dragon King-like smile.