Five days later, Central Capital, underground prison.
"Get in!" A prison guard built like a butcher barked and shoved Yin Kuang toward the cell door. Yet his fat hand, thicker than Yin Kuang's thigh, felt as though it had pressed against a reef rather than a person. Yin Kuang turned to look at the butcher-like guard. "Do you believe that even if I stuffed your brain up your ass right now, no one would do anything to me?" Yin Kuang normally could not be bothered to bicker with an ant, but an ant had actually dared to climb all over him and expected him to laugh it off? Besides, he was in an exceptionally foul mood right now.
"You..." The guard thrust out his enormous belly, nearly bursting the shirt stretched over it. How dare he challenge my authority on my turf? Just as he was about to habitually kick him before giving him a few blows with his baton, he met Yin Kuang's eyes. For some reason, every hair on his body stood on end, and he was unable to move. Yin Kuang snorted coldly and stepped into the cell. The fat guard hurriedly locked it, putting on a fierce front as he said, "Kid, just you wait. I'll..." Before he could finish, there was a bang, and the fat guard's head exploded. His headless body toppled backward.
Yin Kuang's "cellmates" immediately went stiff with fear, each of them staring at him in horror. Those old hands who had intended to "look after" the newcomer lost all such thoughts at once. They secretly wondered whether the warden had rust in his brain, to lock a biohuman in a cell full of pureblood humans. Under everyone's terrified stares, Yin Kuang casually picked a bunk and lay down, not caring who