Chapter 30

"Thank you for the reminder."

Qin Lang's tone was unusually calm, for he knew that Sang Kun enjoyed seeing him angry, afraid, or even emotionally broken. Therefore, Qin Lang decided to do the opposite. He looked at Sang Kun and smiled, "Actually, you are the first person to come and visit me here."

"Are you out of your mind! It was I who brought you here! Do you understand that!" Sang Kun sneered, and through the glass, Qin Lang could clearly see his sinister expression.

"This place isn't bad, eight people to a room, just like a school dormitory." Qin Lang said calmly, "But Sang Kun, did you come here just to show off your power?"

"I'm giving you a way out." Sang Kun snorted, "You might not understand your current situation, as this is your first time in such a place. But I can clearly tell you, you won't make it through tonight! You might not die, but you'll wish you were dead!"

"What about the way out you mentioned?" Qin Lang asked.

"My boss appreciates you. If you are willing to be loyal to him, you will be fine, and you won't have to worry about being prosecuted." Sang Kun said coldly, "Actually, I really want to kill you! If it weren't for you, Han Sanqiang would have already surrendered or died!"

"Your boss?" Qin Lang said disdainfully, "You should say your master, because in Andesheng's eyes, you are just a dog!"

"Looking for death!" Sang Kun was not a good person, and now, provoked by Qin Lang, he couldn't help but want to lash out.

"Want to take me on?" Qin Lang sneered, "Are you planning to come in and fight me one-on-one? I bet you don't dare! I heard your brother Sang Biao is a little bottom, are you as cowardly as him?"

"Brat, you're dead! But to take you down, I don't need to do it myself!" Sang Kun looked fierce, "Tonight, you'll regret ever being born! You'll regret offending me, Sang Kun! You fool, you don't know how many people want to kill you!"

"Wait—"

Seeing Sang Kun about to leave, Qin Lang suddenly said in a low voice.

"What did you say?" Sang Kun thought Qin Lang had changed his mind, and he instinctively leaned forward to hear clearly.

"I said, you're a big fool—"

After saying this, Qin Lang suddenly punched the glass in front of him. Although the glass was bulletproof and very sturdy, Qin Lang's full force could crack even reinforced concrete, let alone a substandard bulletproof glass. With a loud bang, Qin Lang's fist shattered the glass and struck Sang Kun's nose and mouth, knocking him to the ground.

"Ah!"

Sang Kun never expected Qin Lang to attack here, and with such violence. He screamed in pain, blood streaming from his nose, and two of his teeth were knocked out by Qin Lang. If the bulletproof glass hadn't absorbed most of the impact and if he hadn't dodged quickly, that punch would have been enough to send Sang Kun to the hospital for two or three months.

"Sang Kun, see that? I'm the real violent criminal! Damn, I'm in a bad mood today, and it's your fault!" Through the broken glass, Qin Lang looked disdainfully at Sang Kun, who was lying amidst the glass shards, and gave him the middle finger before turning and walking away.

Qin Lang was indeed in a bad mood today, as he had gone from being a hero to a murder suspect and was even called a "beast" by Tao Ruoxiang. This made Qin Lang very angry, and when Sang Kun came to show off, Qin Lang immediately channeled all his anger into that punch, giving Sang Kun a lesson he would never forget.

After that punch, Qin Lang felt much better.

However, seeing Qin Lang hit someone, two prison guards immediately rushed over, wanting to use their batons to teach Qin Lang a lesson. But they were intimidated by Qin Lang's murderous gaze. Qin Lang said coldly and somewhat arrogantly, "If you don't have guns, don't mess with me!"

The two guards wanted to teach Qin Lang a lesson, but seeing the bulletproof glass he had shattered, they had to suppress their violent impulses. One of them said coldly, "Back to your cell!"

In the guards' view, as long as Qin Lang was still in the detention center, they would have a way to deal with him. Why should they suffer now?

Seeing Qin Lang's arrogance, Sang Kun was so angry that he trembled all over.

Another guard quickly reassured Sang Kun, "Don't worry, we've already made arrangements!"

"I want him to suffer worse than death! Spit!" Sang Kun roared, spitting out more blood.

"Don't worry, there are many people who want him to suffer worse than death." The guard hurriedly said, "You should go see a doctor quickly, there's no need to take this personally. He will soon learn the harshness of reality!"

At this point, Sang Kun had no mood for showing off and left the detention center in pain, but in his mind, he was already imagining Qin Lang suffering all kinds of inhuman torture.

Clang!

The cell door was slammed shut.

"Brat, you're pretty arrogant! But in this place, even a tiger has to lie down like a cat! This is our territory!" The guard, now on the other side of the cell door, started to act arrogantly.

Qin Lang ignored the guard and turned to walk into the darkness of the cell. He opened his palm, which held a note that a prisoner had secretly slipped him as he passed by another cell.

"Brother Qiang says, Andesheng and Sang Kun are looking for people to take you down, be careful!" The note read.

It seemed that the prisoner was one of Han Sanqiang's men. Given the situation, Han Sanqiang didn't come to visit Qin Lang, which indicated that he was in trouble or that the guards had been instructed not to allow Han Sanqiang and others to visit.

Moreover, Sang Kun had already come to show off his power. Qin Lang's current situation could be described in four words:

Terrible to the extreme!

But after that punch, the anger inside Qin Lang had been vented, and he had returned to his usual calm. The current situation was indeed severe, but he, Qin Lang, was not someone to be easily bullied!

However, since Qin Lang entered the cell, the atmosphere inside had become tense.

Qin Lang knew that these seven "cellmates" were deliberately arranged by the guards, possibly at Sang Kun's or Andesheng's request. But regardless, these seven were not good people, all of them violent criminals. The leader was a bald man with a long scar on his head, wearing a black tank top that revealed his strong muscles and two arms tattooed with green dragons, looking extremely fierce. The other six called him "Brother Kui."

At this moment, Brother Kui's six subordinates were already rubbing their hands, ready to attack at his command.

"Brat, you're Qin Lang?" Brother Kui, who had been sitting on the bed, suddenly stood up, his fists clenching and unclenching, making a cracking sound, "I thought you were some big shot, but it turns out you're just a student!"

"So what if I'm a student?" Qin Lang didn't take Brother Kui seriously, "Just get on with it, don't waste my time."