"Clang!"

The heavy iron gate was pushed open from the outside by the guards.

Before Liu Guangming, Liangzi, and Lin Xiaofan could even get their footing, they were violently shoved inside by a strong force.

Then, the iron gate quickly locked behind them, and the crisp sound of the key clanging gradually faded away into the dark corridor.

The cell, which was only a dozen square meters in size, was dimly lit, with a large communal sleeping platform placed side by side against the wall.

Five shirtless men were sitting cross-legged on their bunks. Hearing the noise, they all turned to stare at the three people who had entered.

The man in the middle, with a buzz cut and a long, centipede-like scar on his left cheek, was picking at his teeth with his little finger.

He rolled his eyelids upwards, sizing up the new faces, and a malicious sneer curled at the corner of his mouth.

This is the Scarface Qiang that Zhao Youcai confessed to.

Scarface Qiang spat a mouthful of phlegm onto the ground and tilted his head at the blond-haired guy next to him.

Huang Mao understood, jumped off his bunk, and swayed over to Liu Guangming and the other two.

"New guy, do you know the rules here?"

Yellow Hair pointed his thumb behind him at Scarface Qiang on the bunk, his tone extremely arrogant.

"Brother Qiang has spoken. Each of us pays five yuan to pay our respects, and he'll give us a good back massage tonight."

"Otherwise, you'll have a long time to spend in this cell."

Then, Huang Mao's gaze swept around and finally landed on Lin Xiaofan, who was hiding behind Liu Guangming.

Lin Xiaofan was wearing a polyester shirt, with fair and delicate skin, and her face still had the air of a student who had never seen the world, making her stand out among this group of rough men.

"Oh my, this young master is quite fair-skinned."

The blond-haired man grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"Go, bring that chamber pot from the corner, Brother Qiang needs to urinate!"

As Huang Mao spoke, he reached out to grab Lin Xiaofan's collar.

Lin Xiaofan grew up in the county government compound, where he had always seen gentle breezes and fine rains. He had never seen such a vicious and ruthless scene.

Instantly, he was so frightened that his scalp tingled, his legs trembled, and he desperately tugged at the back of Liu Guangming's shirt to shrink back, not daring to even breathe.

Without saying a word, Liangzi took a step forward and slapped Huang Mao's hand away hard.

Get your dirty hands off me!

Liangzi stared with bloodshot eyes, the veins on his neck bulging.

"You want someone to empty your chamber pot? You son of a bitch! Who do you think you are!"

To put it simply, Liangzi was a key figure at the train station, leading a few brothers to compete for jobs.

Although he was in prison and had no brothers by his side, once his wild nature was unleashed, he feared no one.

The blond-haired man was slapped back a step and froze.

He didn't expect that these newcomers would not only not back down, but also dare to talk back.

Scarface threw away the half-smoked cigarette butt in his hand and slowly stood up.

As soon as he moved, the tattooed men on the bunk all jumped down and surrounded Liu Guangming and his two companions.

Scarface twisted his thick neck, his joints cracking.

He stared at Liangzi, his face contorted with grotesque trembling.

"She has quite a temper."

"Someone put in a good word for us, telling us to take good care of you lot. If we don't beat the shit out of you today, I'll change my name!"

"Take care of your mother!"

Seeing the momentum, Liangzi knew that a fight was inevitable, so he didn't wait for the other party to make the first move. With a loud shout, he took the initiative.

He suddenly raised his foot and kicked the blond-haired man squarely in the stomach.

The blond-haired man let out a scream that distorted his voice, clutched his stomach, and flew backward, crashing heavily into the wall.

"Damn it! Cripple them all!"

Scarface Qiang hadn't expected this either.

However, he couldn't afford to lose in terms of momentum, so he quickly roared.

Then, the remaining five men roared and pounced on him, swinging their fists.

Liu Guangming remained unusually calm in the face of the attack.

He had already spotted the guy in the corner, shoved Lin Xiaofan aside, and grabbed a half-broken thick wooden mop handle from the wall.

Ignoring everything else, he swung the sword at the calf of the fat man at the front.

With a "crack," the wooden stick snapped under the force, and the fat man rolled on the ground, howling and clutching his leg.

The others were taken aback when they saw it.

Seeing Liu Guangming's fierceness, no one was in a hurry to step forward.

On the other side, Liangzi was already wrestling with Scarface.

Both of them used the same old street brawl tactics, without any strategy or method, relying entirely on brutal, visceral punches.

The space inside the cell was extremely cramped, making it impossible to move around freely.

Lin Xiaofan huddled in the cold corner, watching the flying fists and the fierce struggle before her, her mind buzzing.

In all his years, he's never seen a group fight, let alone a street brawl.

He was completely stunned and couldn't even muster the thought of running away.

Just then, a burly prisoner bypassed Liangzi, who was in a bloodthirsty frenzy, and pulled a wooden board directly from under the dormitory bunk.

Then, he rushed to Lin Xiaofan in two steps, raised the wooden board above his head with both hands, and smashed it down on Lin Xiaofan!

Lin Xiaofan looked up and watched the wooden plank crash down with a whooshing sound.

He tried to dodge, but his legs had completely lost feeling, as if they were nailed to the ground, and he couldn't take a step to move.

In the blink of an eye, Liu Guangming unleashed a terrifying speed, lunging forward and tumbling to land on top of Lin Xiaofan.

"Bang!"

The wooden plank slammed solidly into Liu Guangming's back, causing him to let out a muffled groan as a strong metallic taste filled his mouth.

He couldn't hold back and spat out a mouthful of saliva streaked with red blood, which splattered directly onto Lin Xiaofan's snow-white polyester shirt.

Lin Xiaofan was pinned beneath him, her face pressed tightly against Liu Guangming's chest.

He could clearly hear Liu Guangming's rapid heartbeat.

Then, he saw the shocking bloodstains spreading on his clothes.

He was stunned.

Half an hour ago, this person covered his mouth tightly to prevent him from revealing his father's name and causing trouble.

Now, at this critical moment, this person has taken the fatal blow!

Lin Xiaofan's eyes instantly turned red, and hot tears welled up and streamed down her face uncontrollably.

"Big brother!"

Lin Xiaofan shouted it out with a sob in her voice.

From this day forward, no matter what kind of county magistrate's son he is, Liu Guangming is his own brother who would risk his life for him!

"Damn it, you dare hurt my brothers of Light! I'll curse your ancestors for eight generations!"

Out of the corner of his eye, Liangzi saw Liu Guangming vomit blood and collapse to the ground, completely losing control and going into a frenzied state.

He took a heavy punch to the face from Scarface, then grabbed Scarface's neck tightly, opened his mouth, and bit down on Scarface's ear!

"ah--"

Immediately, a pig-like scream rang out.

……

At the same time, in the county committee's residential compound.

On the second floor of the red brick villa, the large grandfather clock on the living room wall struck a "ding".

It was exactly 1 p.m.

Su Qin sat at the dining table, looking at the food that had long since gone cold, her brows furrowing more and more tightly.

She stood up and covered the braised pork and steamed fish on the table with a bamboo mesh cover.

"That little rascal, he must have run off to watch videos with some wild kids again, he doesn't even come to eat."

Su Qin muttered irritably as she took off her plaid apron and hung it on the back of the chair.

Lin Weimin had a business dinner at the county committee canteen and did not come back for lunch.

Xiaofan is usually a naughty child, but he should always be home on time for meals.

It's already past 1 a.m. today, and I haven't seen a soul in sight. This is really unusual.

But she didn't think much of it.

Thinking about it, this kid probably went to a classmate's house for a free meal.

However, when his father comes home tonight, he'll definitely get Old Lin to give him a good talking-to.

Time passed second by second, and the clock ticked away.

2:30 p.m.

Su Qin was sitting on the sofa reading today's newspaper when the front door was suddenly pounded on loudly.

"Knock knock knock! Knock knock knock!"

The knocking was urgent and frantic, startling Su Qin.

She quickly put down the newspaper, slipped on her slippers, and ran over to open the door.

A middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses stood outside the door, sweating profusely, the collar of his blue cloth shirt soaked and clinging to his neck.

This is Ms. Zhang, Lin Xiaofan's homeroom teacher.

"Teacher Zhang?"

"Why did you come over at this hour? Come inside and have some water to cool off."

When Su Qin saw that it was a teacher, she quickly put on a smile and ushered her inside.

"Xiao...Xiaofan's mom, I'm not going in!"

Teacher Zhang was panting heavily and waving his hands repeatedly.

"Xiaofan didn't come to school this afternoon. I searched the school's billiard hall and video arcade but couldn't find him, so I rushed over to see if he was home."

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