Chapter 78

Chapter 79: The Storm

The next morning, during the yard time, two prison guards opened the cell where Zhao Heng was held. To their astonishment, they did not see a battered and nearly lifeless Zhao Heng. Instead, Zhao Heng looked refreshed, as if he had slept well all night, while the Fat Boss and his group huddled together, trembling, with wounds on their faces and bodies.

Most shockingly, they all held cups filled with water, being extremely careful not to spill a single drop.

Their expressions were more terrified than if they had seen a dead person come back to life. The guards asked for an explanation but received no answer. Only after Zhao Heng left the cell and was out of sight did the Fat Boss and his group grit their teeth and quickly walk out. Although they had compromised due to Zhao Heng's strength the previous night, it did not mean they had surrendered and would not seek revenge.

The Fat Boss was going to find his own boss!

While stretching his muscles, Zhao Heng noticed the Fat Boss whispering to a scar-faced man. Although the man was not particularly tall or strong, he exuded a natural authority. A smile flickered across Zhao Heng's face as he realized the Fat Boss was looking for his boss. He couldn't help but mock these useless pawns of the Qing Gang in his heart.

However, he soon noticed something was off. Among the prisoners out for yard time, there were a group of men who had an extraordinary demeanor, not the usual ferocious and terrifying look of ordinary prisoners. Instead, they had a calmness that came from within, making ordinary people hesitant to approach them. Zhao Heng glanced at them and immediately knew they were men who had killed many people.

"Assassins!"

As Zhao Heng was sizing up these unusual prisoners, a voice came from behind him. He turned to see the young man he had met the previous night approaching. The young man had long, slender, and very clean hands, like an artist's, but Zhao Heng had no doubt that these hands could easily snap a person's neck.

"Assassins?"

Zhao Heng smiled faintly. "Interesting. It seems the Qing Gang has invested a lot."

"Oh? You've offended the Qing Gang?"

A glint of interest flashed in the young man's eyes as he looked at Zhao Heng and smiled. "You must be someone important for the Qing Gang to send assassins after you. You were quite fierce and domineering last night. How about it? Interested in a deal? I can help you deal with these assassins, and you can join me as my subordinate."

Join him as a subordinate?

Zhao Heng was taken aback. Looking at the pale young man who didn't seem to be joking, a faint smile crossed his face. Clearly, the young man had been impressed by his skills last night and wanted to recruit him. Zhao Heng couldn't help but laugh, but he still maintained a serious demeanor. "Can you really deal with them?"

The young man rubbed his hands together, his smile still clean. "A mere eighteen assassins are nothing to me. I don't even need to call on my other brothers. I can take care of them all by myself. Brother, you have exceptional skills and are incredibly brave. Why not join me, Liu Zhaoyi, and we can conquer the world together."

He introduced himself and tried to recruit Zhao Heng.

This young man piqued Zhao Heng's interest. Although he seemed young and impulsive, he clearly had a plan and some influence. Zhao Heng smiled faintly and asked, "Join you? Conquer the world? How exactly do you plan to do that? There must be a way, right?"

The young man, who seemed genuinely interested in Zhao Heng, maintained his clean smile and bright eyes. "My name is Liu Zhaoyi, from Huajin. I like to play with long spears, and my brothers have given me the nickname 'Long Sky'—spear thrusting into the sky. I came to prison on purpose because I wanted to recruit some people here."

"Brave and fierce men are either in the army or in prison."

To show his sincerity, the pale young man explained to Zhao Heng, "Recruiting in the army would mean being under Dong Fangxiong's control, so I deliberately caused trouble to come here and find people. I hope to gather a group of fierce men to conquer the world. In two months, I already have thirty brothers."

"If you join me, Long Sky, we will be good brothers."

Liu Zhaoyi pointed to the surrounding prisoners. "I can help you deal with these assassins."

Zhao Heng approved of Long Sky's plan to recruit in prison. It was indeed a quick way to establish a foundation. Thinking about Long Sky's confidence and the thirty selected brothers, a glint of interest flashed in Zhao Heng's eyes. He patted Long Sky's shoulder. "I have a question."

"Why don't you join me instead?"

Liu Zhaoyi, who was waiting for Zhao Heng to bow and call him brother, was taken aback. He clearly hadn't expected this absurd idea. He looked at Zhao Heng with bright eyes and said after a long pause, "Brother, you seem to have forgotten two things. First, you have a problem that I can solve. Second, I have solid strength."

Solid strength, of course, referred to his own skills and the thirty brothers.

Zhao Heng's smile grew brighter. He crossed his arms and said, "These assassins are no match for me. I can take them down in a minute. As for your solid strength, it's not enough to match me alone. So, I think it's more reasonable for you to bring your thirty brothers and join me."

The young man tilted his head, his interest growing. "It seems you are also an ambitious person. I, Long Sky, am not opposed to choosing a wise leader, but you need to have something that can convince me. Just the fact that you injured the Fat Boss and his group last night is not enough to make me and my brothers submit."

A smile flickered across Zhao Heng's face. He knew Liu Zhaoyi was playing a game of advancing to retreat.

So, he said directly, "What do you need to join me?"

"We need to reach a compromise."

The young man, looking at the confident Zhao Heng, felt the need to curb his youthful arrogance. He smiled and proposed his conditions. "If you want us to join you, it's simple. You need to survive the attack of those assassins and then defeat me. If you do that, I, Long Sky, will lead my thirty brothers to join you."

Zhao Heng clapped his hands. "Alright, it's a deal!"

Then, Zhao Heng walked towards the cafeteria under the guards' whistles and shouts. The young man watched Zhao Heng's retreating back, feeling something was off. He had come to recruit Zhao Heng, but now it seemed Zhao Heng was setting the terms for his submission. However, after looking around at the other prisoners, he felt Zhao Heng would definitely not be able to withstand the assassins' attack.

He would need his help, and once Zhao Heng was saved, he would have no choice but to submit. As for joining Zhao Heng, that was a joke to Long Sky. Even if Zhao Heng could withstand the prisoners' attack, he would never be able to resist Long Sky's attack. Spear thrusting into the sky was invincible, and for Zhao Heng to block it would be a myth.

The cafeteria was large, capable of accommodating over three hundred people.

When Zhao Heng took his food tray and walked towards the porridge bucket, a sudden surge of movement came from behind him. He turned to see the Fat Boss leading the scar-faced man and others rushing over. A second ago, they were holding their trays and getting breakfast, but in the next second, with a nod from the scar-faced man, dozens of people simultaneously threw their trays.

In the next second, they pounced on Zhao Heng.

Without warning, like wolves and tigers!

Zhao Heng, who was already on alert, moved his body to dodge the flying trays and then kicked the large porridge bucket.

Bang!

The stainless steel porridge bucket, filled with hot porridge, crashed into the charging prisoners.

Boom!

The first four or five people were immediately knocked down, and the splashing hot porridge caused over ten people to scream in pain.

At the same time, Zhao Heng lifted his foot and kicked the Fat Boss, sending him flying.

Bang!

People were thrown back, and the scene was chaotic.

PS: Ten great leaders, eight brothers have joined, and there are still two positions open.

Which brother is willing to show their passion? Let it become the most疯狂的惊呼 of tomorrow!

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