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

At this moment, Wang Hai was completely absorbed in studying the magic pen, seemingly ignoring Qin Yu's warning. Instead, he sneered contemptuously:

"Come on, what do you mean by being plagued by bad luck? I'm the chosen one, the one who wards off bad luck."

After saying this, Wang Hai ordered the three guns in the hands of the three men to be confiscated. He then announced the end of free time, ordered all prisoners to return to their cells, and then strode away.

At this moment, the prisoners who had returned to their cells all had extremely pale faces, especially Wang Tianba and Li Tianlong, whose faces were even more gloomy!

They really embarrassed themselves today!

Thinking of this, an extremely violent killing intent surged from their hearts, wishing they could tear those three little brats to pieces right now!

Originally, I was going to let them off the hook because they were juniors, and I didn't want to argue with them. But these three brats really thought they were afraid of them. They were extremely presumptuous!

Both of them stared intently at the location of Qin Yu and the other two's cell, a cruel sneer curling at the corners of their mouths.

Now that those three little brats have had their guns confiscated, there's nothing to be afraid of.

When they have their next free time, they'll have to teach these three brats what cruelty is!

Meanwhile, Jiang Xiaoling and Zhang Xiaoming both wore worried expressions.

Now that their guns have been confiscated, and considering they've offended every single prisoner in the three underground prison areas today, it's easy to imagine the storm they'll face during their next free time.

However, Qin Yu was still lying on the bed with a leisurely expression, instructing Zhang Jiahu to massage his legs and shoulders. His expression was extremely calm, without the slightest panic.

"Qin Yu, your magic brush has been confiscated, but why do you seem so calm?"

Jiang Xiaoling and Zhang Xiaoming couldn't help but ask with some curiosity.

Upon hearing this, Qin Yu revealed a profound and enigmatic smile, and said quietly:

"Don't worry, he'll obediently return the calligraphy brush to me in a few hours."

……

On the other side, after returning to his office, Wang Hai couldn't wait to start studying the magic pen.

If this magic brush can turn anything it draws into something, then wouldn't that mean...?

Hehehe,

The scene was so beautiful, I almost couldn't bear to look!

Wang Hai rubbed his hands together excitedly, then picked up a piece of paper and prepared to draw a beautiful woman.

And it's the kind where you're not wearing clothes.

Finally, after several long hours, a lifelike portrait of a naked, beautiful woman appeared on the paper.

Wang Hai looked on expectantly, and had even locked the office door, preparing to take off his pants.

However, after a long while, the portrait of the beautiful woman on the white paper remained completely unresponsive, showing no sign of coming to life whatsoever.

Wang Hai frowned slightly, then poured spiritual energy into the eyebrow pencil, but there was still no reaction.

"Huh? It's not allowed?"

Wang Hai scratched his head in frustration. Could it be that only that kid could activate the magic pen's function?

After another ten minutes or so, and after several unsuccessful attempts, Wang Hai finally gave up.

"Depend on!"

Wang Hai grumbled as he threw the calligraphy brush aside, pulled out a cigarette from the pack, and prepared to relieve his frustration.

"That doesn't make sense. That's exactly how that kid drew it, so why doesn't it work?"

Wang Hai frowned, lit the cigarette with a lighter, and immediately put it to his lips.

But the next moment,

Suddenly, he cried out in pain and flung the cigarette in his hand away.

"Aaaaaah!! It hurts!!"

Wang Hai covered his lips with a pained expression. He hadn't been paying attention and had held the cigarette butt upside down, putting the lit side into his mouth, burning a large blister on his tongue.

"Damn it, what bad luck!"

Wang Hai looked annoyed. He had been smoking for over twenty years, and this was the first time he had ever held the cigarette butt upside down.

Ok?

Wait!

Wang Hai suddenly remembered Qin Yu's warning to him: whoever got his hands on this calligraphy brush would be plagued by bad luck.

Could it be that……

Wang Hai's pupils contracted slightly as he fell into deep thought.

But he quickly shook his head.

It's probably just overthinking, a coincidence.

Wang Hai didn't care and walked out of the office, intending to go to the restroom to relieve himself.

Three minutes later...

Wang Hai walked out of the bathroom with a relaxed expression, only to be surprised to find several prison guards rushing past him in a panic.

"What happened? Why are you running so fast?"

"Woof, Warden Woof, something's happened!"

"What happened? Did a prisoner escape?"

"No, no, it's your office that's on fire!"

"What!?"

Wang Hai was immediately alarmed and rushed to his office, only to find that his office was already engulfed in flames, and more than a dozen prison guards were using basins of water to put out the fire.

"What the hell!?"

Wang Hai's mouth dropped open; he was completely dumbfounded.

He couldn't understand how his office could spontaneously combust in just three minutes of his absence!