Looting the life force of demons to forge a golden body Martial God-Chapter 339 - 327: Chu Feng’s Cunning, Becoming the Prison Tyrant, Meting Out Punishments, The Omnipotent Big Shot!
Chapter 339: Chapter 327: Chu Feng’s Cunning, Becoming the Prison Tyrant, Meting Out Punishments, The Omnipotent Big Shot!
Chu Feng thought to himself, "Zhang Ming’s friendliness does make logical sense.
’Indeed, I am an old acquaintance of his cousin, and not all noble families have taken a stance against me.
’Isn’t it natural for others to advance with the times, and want to soar again on the winds of change?’
But whether it was an illusion or not, whenever he faced Zhang Ming, Chu Feng always felt the urge to frown.
His intuition told him that this man seemed more complicated than he appeared.
He couldn’t convince himself to completely trust Zhang Ming.
Of course, being deep and thoughtful was understandable.
Coming from the background of noble clans and rising to the rank of Major in the Demon Extermination Army, even taking up the post of Prison Warden for serious offenders, one couldn’t achieve this without a clever brain.
...In fact, Chu Feng hadn’t found any flaws in him, but just to be on the safe side, he had quietly set a small trap.
...
The subsequent events were hardly worth mentioning. Following the prison’s rules and regulations, Chu Feng handed in his personal belongings, bathed, disinfected, had a haircut, changed clothes...
After going through the procedures, Chu Feng officially became one of the inmates of the prison and was assigned to cell A101 in Block A, sharing it with seven other cellmates.
Block A was one of the areas with the best environment in the entire prison, with sunlit rooms that were not particularly spacious but bright enough.
It’s worth mentioning that the inmates of the same cell seemed unconvinced of Chu Feng’s fighting prowess and reputation when they saw his youthful face.
No sooner than the guard left, the other six inmates surrounded Chu Feng under the leadership of the cell "boss," Lord Hu, to "make friends" with him.
That day, A Block was filled with the muffled groans of Lord Hu and the others, as if their mouths were stuffed with something, making it hard for them to cry out in pain.
...
The next morning at eight, Chu Feng monopolized a bench in the exercise yard, lying on it with a contented expression as he basked in the sun.
Lord Hu and the others squatted around the bench, each with a bruised nose, swollen faces, and missing teeth, yet their eyes showed a fierce determination.
They watched the other inmates closely, trying to find an unlucky one who lacked the sense to avoid trouble and take out their frustrations on him.
Unfortunately for them, Chu Feng’s deeds from the night before had already become a legend that spread throughout the entire block and rapidly to other blocks.
Everyone knew that A Block’s notorious Chu Feng was a tough guy, not only impressive outside but also dominant in prison.
Even under the tough conditions of the suppression agreement, he managed to beat seven in one go, thrashing his cellmates like grandsons while remaining unscathed himself.
It should be noted that Lord Hu was considered one of the top bruisers in A Block—physically formidable, with skilled combat techniques, managing to keep three or four inmates from even getting close under similar suppression.
Yet, he suffered a major setback at the hands of Chu Feng and was forced to keep a sock in his mouth all night.
It was only because Chu Feng was feeling charitable that he didn’t make them bite on stinky, worn socks.
What was more terrifying was that despite all the commotion, the guards who came to check simply ignored Chu Feng’s brutal behavior of beating up his cellmates, chatted and laughed with him for a while, and then left.
They just turned and left!
Were these the same iron-faced, supposedly impartial watchdogs who always carried a stern face?
If this isn’t a conspiracy, what else could be called a conspiracy!
Consequently, everyone kept their distance, not wanting to provoke Chu Feng’s bad luck.
Including the guy who, upon first seeing Chu Feng, wanted to cheekily touch him, and was now almost curled up into a ball trying to hide in a crack in the ground.
This situation made Lord Hu and his group excessively frustrated: Damn it, it’s like the entire prison thinks we’re the only idiots here.
...
After soaking up enough sun, Chu Feng suddenly said lazily, "Lord Hu!"
"I’m here, Lord Chu! You can call me Little Hu, what do you need?"
The once fierce and terrifying Lord Hu changed his expression instantly, and approached with a smile plastered on his face.
Chu Feng didn’t stand on ceremony, and said casually, "I’ve been lying around so long I’m getting bored. I want to practice my martial techniques. Little Hu, do the guards provide equipment for training?"
Lord Hu scratched his head and said with a bitter smile, "Lord Chu, we are inmates, not on the outside. It’s not so carefree here.
"Hold on a little longer. Once we’re at the front line, you can train however you like, and nobody will interfere."
He left unsaid the half of the grumble he didn’t dare to voice:
We’ll all be transferred to the front lines soon and won’t stay here long. Just rest and have fun, why insist on training during this time?
To show off your abilities or what?
"So boring, I can’t accumulate True Force, can’t nurture my acupoints, and can’t practice martial techniques. Am I just supposed to waste away here?"
"Let’s show off some martial techniques and limber up those muscles!"
Chu Feng hopped off the bench, and with a casual wave of his hand, a glaringly bright Tang Cross Knife suddenly appeared in his palm!
"Holy shit!"
The dazzling blade almost blinded Lord Hu and the others’ damn eyes as they yelped and took a simultaneous step back.
Lord Hu exclaimed in shock, "Where did you get that knife from?!"
A roommate who had been beaten up by Chu Feng the previous night glanced back, and then suddenly took off running towards the guard tower, waving his hands and shouting as he ran:
"I’m reporting this! I’m reporting Chu Feng for hiding spatial equipment and carrying a weapon into prison! Government, government, come and arrest him already!"
The other prisoners nearby were startled by the shouting and looked over, also jumping in fright.
"Damn, this kid’s got guts? He actually dared to sneak in some spatial equipment!"
"He must have some strong connections, totally bribed the guards!"
"Idiot, doesn’t he know to keep quiet and get rich? Who exposes themselves like that in public!"
"He’s gonna be in trouble now, hahaha!"
"Crap, don’t cancel our yard time over this mess and drag us all down with it!"
"..."
In the midst of some prisoners’ schadenfreude, four fully-armed guards immediately ran down from the tower. After stepping out of the blast-resistant iron door, they aimed their guns at Chu Feng.
But to everyone’s surprise, when they saw Chu Feng’s face, the four guards actually lowered their guns!
The whistleblower, hidden behind the four, failed to notice this detail and kept shouting excitedly, "I was the first to report! My reporting has merit! I want to apply for a sentence reduction!"
"..."
The four guards turned and looked at him, their faces carrying a hint of pity.
"Don’t make false reports, we’re giving you one warning. Do it again and it’s solitary confinement for three days!"
With that, they...turned and left!
Completely ignoring the frosty shine of the Tang Sword in Chu Feng’s hand!
Leaving the whistleblower standing there with a blank face, disheveled in the wind.
What’s going on?
What did I falsely report?
You guys are just going to ignore Chu Feng having hidden spatial equipment?
He’s already drawn a knife, for fuck’s sake can’t you see it!?
Are you blind!!
...
The whistleblower’s inner thoughts resonated with the surrounding prisoners, creating a dead silence across the yard as everyone stared at Chu Feng in disbelief.
Chu Feng merely glanced indifferently at the whistleblower and breezily instructed, "Little Hu, teach him a lesson.
"Go easy on him."
"...Aye! Got it!"
"Buddy, no hard feelings, but you just had to mess with the wrong guy!"
Lord Hu shivered and immediately led the other five men to surround the would-be escapee, grabbing the whistleblower. After issuing a warning, they proceeded to beat the living daylights out of him!
"Help, government! Murder!"
The whistleblower’s cries were earth-shattering but only resulted in a lazy response from the tower, "No fighting, eh, keep it up and we’ll hand out warnings!"
"..."
Lord Hu and his men hesitated for a moment, but then they hit even harder.
Meanwhile, Chu Feng was holding the Tang Sword and adopting a stance, pondering over the beginner-level Demon-Exorcising Battle Technique.
"..."
The prisoners watched this scene, feeling a chill down their spines.
This guy’s reach is sky-high!
He’s a formidable force that you do not want to mess with!
