Prison Riot

The prison's main gate.

BOOM!!!

After a deafening clang of metal exploding, the five-meter-high iron gate collapsed with a crash, kicking up a cloud of dust that obscured the view.

As the dust settled, the Dao Master took the lead and strode across the prison gate.

Behind him, dozens of people followed closely.

Bang--

A bullet was fired from the smoke and dust.

The Dao Master easily raised his hand and deflected the bullet, while simultaneously shifting his gaze to the direction from which it had come.

A gentle breeze dispersed the dust that obscured the view, revealing a figure standing with his hands behind his back.

"Who do we have here?"

Warden Xiong Pi casually strolled forward. "If cockroaches aren't hiding in dark corners, when will they dare to come out and face the light?"

Upon seeing the Warden, the Dao Master's eyelids twitched. He put his hand behind his back and gestured to his disciples, indicating that he would take over the situation.

He then approached her with a smile and said, "Have you ever eaten a cockroach? The first thing you hear is an extremely strong stench, followed by the cockroach's dying legs, antennae, and tongue struggling violently."

"Thinking about it that way, it must hurt a bit," Warden Xiong Pi replied calmly, his expression unchanged.

"After a brief skirmish, the lips and teeth prevailed. The tongue forcefully curled up the cockroach, bringing it under the back teeth, and bit down without hesitation. The moment it touched the carapace, it felt like crushing an extremely hard biscuit."

The Dao Master tore off his shirt, his tone turning somewhat ruthless. "His molars ruthlessly pierced the cockroach's body, crushing it along with its shell and internal organs."

The Warden Xiong Pi, unbuttoned the top button of his shirt collar, his expression remaining calm.

"Oh? This is the way you wanted to die?"

"What I mean is, you don't understand cockroaches, you're just making a fool of yourself!"

Before he could finish speaking, the Dao Master's figure suddenly vanished from the spot.

Then a dull, teeth-grinding sound of flesh colliding echoed throughout the prison, and a visible, semi-transparent shockwave swept outwards from the point of impact.

A Sector.

The constantly flashing red light, coupled with the piercing alarm, made people feel uneasy.

A large number of prisoners were swearing, while the prison Prison Guard inside the prison area were busy, though it was unclear what they were actually doing. It would probably take some more time to restore some order to the prison.

During this time, no one paid any attention to Lu Bai. He pushed open the cell door and walked into the prison mentioned in the intelligence report.

"Number 0527?"

He looked at the only prisoner in the cell and, just to be on the safe side, checked him again.

0527 was an old man with only a handful of hair left on his head, just a few lonely strands. His forehead was covered with deep wrinkles, the gaps of which looked as if a mosquito could be trapped in them.

"Um... ah?"

The old man picked at his ear and shouted, "What did you say?"

Lu Bai remained silent for a moment, then had to raise his voice. "Dao Master sent me to save you."

"What jungler?" The old man was a little confused.

In his desperation, Lu Bai didn't care about anything else.

After confirming that the old man's prison uniform number was 0527, he pulled the old man out.

The old man didn't resist, but loudly asked, "What's wrong, young Prison Guard? What have I done wrong this time?"

This old man has very poor hearing.

Lu Bai really didn't want to shout, so he casually replied, "Let's talk outside."

Along the way, probably because Lu Bai was wearing Prison Guard uniform, none of the Prison Guard he encountered immediately shot him.

Once the distance closes, even if you wanted to fire, you wouldn't have the chance.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

"Hey kid, open the door for me."

"It's me! Help me! I'll give you any amount of money you want!"

"Hey! I suggest you open the door quickly, let's escape together, it's definitely better than you trying to break in alone, right?"

"Yeah, yeah, I, the White-browed Bat King, can still lend a hand! Come back! Damn, have all the young people these days forgotten my name?"

Although Lu Bai did not turn back the way he came, he realized that this was indeed the case.

He randomly picked a cell, opened it, and tossed the heavy keychain into the prisoner's hand.

Putting everything else aside, this at least distracts the Prison Guard a bit more.

The prisoners who escaped from their cells fully demonstrated their excellent character of helping each other, and the number of prisoners in the corridors visibly increased.

"Charge!"

"Hehehe~ I'm alive again."

"That was awesome! So awesome!"

The number of Prison Guard within the prison area itself is not large, not to mention that among the prisoners they face are quite a few fierce martial artists.

In the blink of an eye, the entire A Sector was filled with the prisoners' revelry.

"Hey everyone! Charge! Freedom is just around the corner!"

"Oh!!!"

The elderly prisoner, who called himself the White-Browed Bat King, raised his arm and gave a shout, attracting a large following of prisoners who swarmed towards the prison exit.

Lu Bai, dragging along the old man numbered 0527, blended into the crowd, appearing inconspicuous.

However, the crowd, which was so excited that it bordered on fanaticism, suddenly stopped just as they were about to leave the prison area exit.

There was only one person blocking the way for these prisoners.

A refined-looking man wearing thin-rimmed gold glasses and dressed in the uniform of Section Chief.

"Don't worry, I've arrived."

"... Yes, no one will escape, you don't need to come and help."

"... Okay, that's settled then."

After speaking slowly and deliberately, the man hung up the phone and looked up at the leader, the White-Browed Bat King.

He said in a slightly amiable tone, "Did everyone hear that? Go back to your cells and wait. Now, everyone, go home."

Seeing this, Lu Bai frowned and retreated behind the crowd.

Many of the prisoners present clearly recognized the man.

According to the information provided by Dao Master, this person is probably Section Chief Misa of A Sector.

The prison's four Section Chief are all Grandmaster- level martial artists.

As mentioned before, the martial arts levels in this world are very vague, with only three realms in total.

This is precisely why the gap between people at the same level is enormous.

Given the importance of the prisoners in A Sector, Section Chief Misa, who is in charge of this ward, is undoubtedly the most powerful of the four Section Chief.

The White-Browed Bat King licked his upper lip with his tongue. "Youngster, do you intend to stop so many of us by yourself?"

"Didn't I already kindly remind everyone?"

Section Chief Misa took off his glasses. "Or are you all still determined to remain obstinate?"

Bang!

A bullet was fired at Section Chief Misa from the crowd.

He tilted his head slightly and dodged the bullet with pinpoint accuracy, without wasting a single ounce of energy, demonstrating extreme confidence in his judgment.

He then flashed out, bursting into the crowd in a flash, and slapped the head of the prisoner who had fired the shot into a bloody pulp.

"I don't like this response. I advise everyone to think about it again."