The Big Devil vs. the Dark Villain

"By the way, Boss, what level am I now?"

"You are a newbie now and have no level yet. You can only enter the C level after you reach 1000 points and pass the assessment."

Seniors are always particularly tolerant and patient towards younger generations who are obedient, sensible and talented.

Nan Zhiyi looked at the person opposite her with bright, curious and confused eyes. She knew that the other person probably didn't know anything as he had just arrived, so she patiently explained softly.

“Lanslav Prison is the number one prison in the world, and it has very strict levels, from high to low A, B, C, and no level for newcomers.

There are unbridgeable gulfs and privileges between each privilege, and even the superiors can decide the life and death of the subordinates.

Class A is the most special. Please stay away from it next time you see it, okay?

They just need to express the wish that it will disappear. There are many people who are willing to make it happen for them.”

"Okay, by the way, what level are you, Boss?"

“I came in as an A-level.

Class A is special in that they gain privileges based on their own value determined by the information they possess and the power behind them.

I was lucky enough to master a secret that allowed me to get 1000 billion points as soon as I entered."

"But if this secret is revealed, I will surely die."

"Then I must try my best to catch up with the boss and protect you."

Song Huaixi looked at Nan Zhiyi with sparkling eyes and spoke very seriously, looking very motivated.

Nan Zhiyi nodded with satisfaction. Seeing that it was getting late, she stood up, collected the lunch box and left.

"Then you have to take good care of your injuries. I'll bring you a copy of the prison manual when I come over tonight."

"Okay, thank you, boss."

After locking the door thoughtfully before going out, Nan Zhiyi's expression changed instantly.

With an indifferent expression, he handed the item to a specialist and casually took the information handed to him.

The information showed that although Song Huaixi consciously avoided injuries to important parts of his body, he suffered multiple comminuted fractures in his legs, arms and chest, which were life-threatening.

If he hadn't been sent to the hospital in time, he would have died.

The medical expenses are as high as 1000 million points.

Tsk, it looks like these people are here to take his life.

Nan Zhiyi frowned slightly, without changing his expression, and handed the things back to the hospital staff.

He left quickly and returned to his room to change into his private clothes.

Although his expression did not change from beginning to end, he gave everyone who passed by a sense of oppression as if a storm was about to come.

It's like a volcano ready to erupt at any time, just waiting for the critical point to be reached and burn everything.

The office in the South District, which is specially used to handle matters, is bustling with activity at this moment.

When they saw Nan Zhiyi coming, everyone fell silent instantly, and everyone stopped what they were doing.

They stood up in unison, bowed and saluted in the direction of Nan Zhiyi.

"Hello, Boss Nan."

Nan Zhiyi didn't say anything. He pulled over a stool and sat down with a gloomy look on his face.

He supported his head with one hand and took the stun gun used to control riots on the table and played with it with the other hand, while his legs were crossed.

He glanced casually at the registration form on the table.

Most of the people are from the other three districts, and there are also quite a few from the South District.

"Ah."

A slightly sarcastic voice sounded, like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of everyone present.

The nervous crowd lowered their heads, sweating profusely, and carefully glanced at Nan Zhiyi's expression.

At first glance, Nan Zhiyi was clearly sitting on a common iron stool and wearing an ordinary white shirt and black trousers.

But for no reason it gave people a feeling of dominance, as if a bloody king was sitting there, and a strong bloody aura permeated the entire place.

Prison Guard No. 8 felt a little less stressed. He secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead and spoke cautiously to break the silence.

"Boss Nan, is there anything wrong with the registration form?"

"No, what's the problem? It's fine."

The careless words echoed in the quiet room, but everyone's heart did not feel relieved at all. Instead, they were in their throat.

Looking at the trembling faces of the crowd, Nan Zhiyi smiled with satisfaction and did not keep anyone in suspense any longer.

"How come I have no deterrent power now that I'm injured? Do you dare to attack my people?"

"No, Boss Nan, this is all a misunderstanding!"

Seeing everyone's panic, he hurriedly shook his head to explain, with his legs trembling with fear. Nan Zhiyi just felt it was boring.

He threw the stun gun in his hand onto the table.

Bang.

He had poor stress tolerance and his whole body started shaking. He began to cry softly.

"Remember, I don't want to embarrass you for the first time, but you have to know that there are points that can be earned, but you also have to see if you have the life to spend them, understand?"

"Yes, we understand. There will definitely not be a next time."

The seeds of hatred have been planted, and all we have to do is wait for the meeting to begin.

Nan Zhiyi stood up slowly, as if he had come here just to give them a warning and go through the motions.

"Number 8, come out. I have something to tell you. Everyone else, continue."

"Yes."

Prison Guard No. 8 followed Nan Zhiyi closely, waiting for his instructions.

Nan Zhiyi stopped only when she walked into an empty room and closed the door.

He turned around and looked at Prison Guard No. 8 with a serious expression, and rubbed his temples with a headache.

"Did you confirm that my watch is OK?"

"Yes, Boss Nan, it is indeed true.

For this bounty mission, in addition to the West District offering the lion’s share of 1000 million points, the other two districts also secretly added chips.”

He looked solemn, serious and rigorous.

Nan Zhiyi said: It seems that it has been confirmed.

"He is just a newcomer. In the past, newcomers would be bullied by the other veterans.

It doesn't make sense that he needs to pay extra money to buy people, and there are incentive policies such as 100 points for one punch and 1 points for causing serious injuries?"

Nan Zhiyi paced back and forth in confusion. Whether it was the original plot or the tradition of the entire prison, the villain would be bullied when he first arrived, but not to this extent.

If the protection period had not been in place, it would have been difficult for the parties to kill directly, and the bounty would probably have been his life.

No. 8 watched Nan Zhiyi pacing back and forth, and after thinking it over again and again, he finally opened his mouth to give one last piece of advice.

His mission is to protect Nan Zhiyi's safety. Even though he is already the most powerful guard in the prison, if he makes too many enemies, he will definitely not be able to protect him.

At the very least, you will lose your job, and at worst, you may even lose your life.

"Boss Nan, are you really planning to stand up for him? This will probably offend almost half of the A-level people."

"why not?

But don't worry, I won't let you face all of them directly. If you follow my plan, you will be safe.

I will go to the mine tomorrow, and you give me a copy of the prison manual I asked you to find."

"Row."

Although No. 8 was still worried, he had no choice but to trust him.