"Damn, I was just in need of a weapon, and you're kindly delivering it to me."
Li Fei smirked as he grasped the long-haired prisoner's ankle, flexed his arm and lifted him up in one swift motion. He then spun around in a 360-degree windmill maneuver, ruthlessly swinging him at the surrounding prisoners.
At that moment, the prisoner in Li Fei's hands had effectively become a human club, striking at Moxigan's underlings with overwhelming momentum. The group hastily dodged, but those who couldn't move fast enough wore expressions of unbearable pain, appearing extremely disheveled.
Among the crowd in the yard, a subordinate ran to report to Bald, "Boss Bald, Moxigan's guys started fighting with inmate 027."
Bald couldn't help but ask, "What's 027's story?"
"Not sure, seems pretty high-profile. Picked a fight on his first day here and now, for some reason, he's provoked Moxigan again."
