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"Slap!"
Xiao Zheng directly gave him a slap on the head, cursing, "Just tell me, does this person exist or not?"
The poor Lei Tianhu, almost two meters tall, innocently rubbed the lump on his head.
"Dean, I don't know if I should ask some questions?"
"Speak."
Lei Tianhu lit a cigarette, looked around nervously, and said softly, "Not to hide it from you, Eight-faced Buddha is a taboo around here."
"Taboo? What kind of taboo?"
"Our Red Prison is divided into two levels, the outer and inner prisons. The outer prison, as you see now, seems calm but is fraught with peril. Just the experts of the outer prison add up to thousands.
And most of them are very strong. Take me, for example; in this outer prison, I can only be considered mediocre at best.
As for Eight-faced Buddha you mentioned, he is in the inner prison, and the experts in there are even more terrifying!"
"Every single one of them is a killing machine; no one in the outer prison dares to provoke them!"
