I run a prison in Marvel

After Xia Yan was dressed and came out, Master Feng said, "Come back tomorrow at 4 o'clock in the afternoon. Bring a Chinese-style sword when you come. If not, she has swords ranging from 200 to 2000."

Xia Yan said he knew, but what he was thinking was, "This Master Feng is not only a master of boxing and swordsmanship, but also a master of business."

Xia Yan drove Captain Ling back to the consulate and immediately returned to Iron Shield Prison. Today's sign-in was not received yet.

Returning to Iron Shield Prison, Xia Yan met Brian, the deputy captain of SORT (prison special operations team, similar to the prison SWAT team) as soon as he reached the second floor.

No, Brian is the captain now.

When Xia Yan first traveled through time, the former SORT captain resigned to find another job. After that, Brian was in charge of all SORT affairs. In the first few days when he came to work, John Zhou suggested to Xia Yan that Brian should be promoted. job.

Xia Yan also approved it, and the formal procedures were just completed two days ago.

Brian was in a good mood as a new official and greeted Xia Yan warmly when he saw him.

"Mr. Xia, SORT is recruiting several new people today. If you are free, would you like to meet them?"

Xia Yan hesitated for a moment and then agreed.

The two pushed open a conference room on the second floor. Naomi Washington, the human resources director of Iron Shield Prison, was explaining some precautions to the new employees, such as not eating prisoners' food and not having sex with prisoners. Relationships are not allowed for people of the same or opposite sex.

Naomi Washington is a black woman in her early 30s, with fluffy curly hair and a plump figure.

When she saw Xia Yan walking into the conference room, she immediately stopped her lecture and said to the new employees, "This is our warden, Mr. Xia. Everyone welcomes him warmly." After that, she took the lead in applauding.

There were 5 new employees, 4 men and 1 woman. They obviously didn’t have much expectations for the job of prison guard. Under Naomi’s encouragement, the applause was sparse.

Xia Yan didn't care about this, he smiled and nodded to these new employees.

He also knows that the job of a prison guard is just a living wage. Although he is now a capitalist, as a former social animal, he still understands the psychology of ordinary employees.

"You pay me the salary and I work. Everyone's relationship is purely about money. Don't deal with those dreams, career plans, and other vain things."

Next, Brian, as the immediate boss of these new employees, introduced them to Xia Yan one by one. Because they joined SORT, they all had more or less learned fighting or participated in certain related training.

When introducing a Chinese young man named Lin Junfeng, Brian specifically mentioned that he was a master of karate.

karate?Xia Yan has been a little obsessed with martial arts fighting recently. When he heard that the other party was a karate master, his eyes immediately lit up, "Karate, Kyokushin, hard and soft, or other schools?"

"It's an unknown little sect, Duanshuishui." Lin Junfeng was a little embarrassed when talking about the sect he was taught by.

"Stop the water flow!" Xia Yan's voice was a little high.

"Ah, Mr. Xia has also heard of the broken water?" Lin Junfeng was a little surprised by Xia Yan's surprise.

"I've heard of it, I've heard of the famous Duan Shui Shui Karate." Xia Yan thought to himself, for those born in the 80s who grew up watching Hong Kong movies, who wouldn't know about Duan Shui Shui's master.

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Lin Junfeng looked confused. He couldn't associate his master's karate gym, which could only accommodate up to 10 people, with "famousness".

But the master sometimes gets sick and yells crazy things, "I am Senior Brother Duan Shui Shui", "Will my famous Duan Shui Shui Karate be afraid of you?", "Everyone here is rubbish!"

"Where are you from?" Xia Yan was still a little curious.

"I just came here from the Hong Kong government last year." Lin Junfeng answered honestly.

"That's right." Xia Yan muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear.

"Since you are a master of karate, are you interested in competing with me? I have also practiced some fighting." Xia Yan is really a bit itchy. The "famous" Duan Shui Shui Karate is right in front of him. It would be uncomfortable not to compete.

Brian and Naomi, the head of human resources, were a little confused when they heard their boss's proposal.I thought to myself, is this to test and teach new employees or to give them a kick in the ass?They were not worried about Xia Yan's safety. After all, the rumor that the boss had defeated an internationally renowned killer had spread throughout the prison.

Lin Junfeng was about to push away, but his boss had already grabbed his arm and walked out, so everyone had to follow him.

On the basement floor of the office building, there is a shooting range, a weapons depot, and a gym for prison guards to exercise, including a boxing ring.

While the two were changing clothes, many employees heard the news that the boss was going to compete with the new employees, and they all ran to the ring to watch.

As the person involved, Lin Junfeng felt a little unhappy. Although he felt that his master was not in good mental condition, his level was really high. He himself had learned [-] to [-]% of the skills. He came to the United States to open a martial arts school to teach (cheat) foreigners.

Looking at this young warden now, with his thin skin and tender flesh, he must have never practiced real fighting. He probably practiced the kind of showmanship tailor-made for rich people and white people.

I suddenly felt that opening a martial arts gym was a good business, and I felt much better immediately.

He immediately began to think about how much water he would need to put in so that he could show off his karate skills and save the boss's face, and then take advantage of the situation to make the boss his first customer.

After everyone changed into shorts and vests, Lin Junfeng discovered that the muscles on the new boss's body were quite obvious. He was lean and stylish. Haha, at first glance, he looked like dead muscles trained in the gym.

As soon as the two got on the ring, almost everyone was cheering for Xia Yan, after all, this was their boss.Only Brian was cheering Lin up, "Lin, put your best foot forward!".

Lin Junfeng knew that his boss was giving him a secret signal to let him go.

Both men wore fingerless gloves and fist bumped in the middle of the ring, then quickly separated and wandered around to test.

Xia Yan was the first to attack, throwing an ordinary straight punch. In Lin Junfeng's opinion, the punch was very fast and the power must not be strong, so he prepared to use his left forearm to take the punch forcefully, giving the boss a good start. .

The next second, Lin Junfeng felt severe pain in his forearm, and his body staggered slightly from the force of the punch. "How can he be so powerful?"

Before he could react, Xia Yan's next punch had already reached his face. Lin Junfeng had no time to dodge. He only had one thought in his mind, "I'm going to be embarrassed now."

Xia Yan only felt the surging wind of the fist on his face, but no pain from the heavy blow.

"Welcome to Iron Shield Prison," Xia Yan said.