Upon reaching the balcony, one finds three sinks and two makeshift bathrooms, the doors of which cannot even be closed.
In a word, terrible!
Yang Feng shook his head slightly. How could there be a good environment to live in a detention center?
A burly man emerged from the dormitory onto the balcony, shirtless, with his tattoos covered by a T-shirt.
Behind him followed a young man with a playful smile on his lips. He said, "Hey kid, what's your name? How did you get in? Hmm—"
"Me?" Yang Feng chuckled, raising an eyebrow. "Of course I walked in slowly. What else could I have done?"
"Oh ho, you're pretty cocky! If we don't teach you a lesson, you'll really think nobody's here, huh?"
The young man's eyes widened, and he stepped forward, using his strong chest to ram into Yang Feng.
"Ouch—"
Unexpectedly, it was the young man who fell. He cried out and sat down hard on his buttocks. The pain came from the contact between his buttocks and the ground, and his face immediately contorted.
When he bumped into Yang Feng, it felt like he had hit a hard rock!
"I didn't realize you were a trained fighter. You're quite something."
The burly man standing to the side pinched his chin with his rough, dark hands, his eyes brazenly scrutinizing Yang Feng.
He's just a student who's barely turned 18, but his lower body is quite stable.
Yang Feng noticed the man staring at him so brazenly, and a chill ran down his spine. He took a small step back, thinking: This big guy isn't just...
As Yang Feng thought about it, his whole body trembled, and a fear he had never seen before appeared in his eyes.
Seeing Yang Feng's somewhat frightened expression, the burly man assumed he was afraid of him and smiled smugly, saying:
"Brother, now that you're in our dorm 233, we're all family from now on, so let's not resort to violence so easily, right?"
As he spoke, he patted the young man who had gotten up from the ground.
“Naturally, I’m the boss here. Everyone calls me Brother Xiang. I’ll be your protector while you’re here.”
Upon hearing this, Yang Feng felt increasingly uneasy. Just moments ago, they were eyeing him with hostility, but now their attitude had changed far too quickly.
However, Yang Feng still nodded casually.
"Come on, let's go into the dorm and have a good talk."
Brother Xiang smiled and put his arm around Yang Feng's shoulder, then spoke.
"Take your hand off me, I don't like people putting their hands on my shoulders!" Yang Feng said, his face turning cold.
"Heh, quite arrogant, I like it, but I have to tell you, in this place..."
Before he could finish speaking, a sound of a wrist dislocating rang out.
"Snap—"
Startled, Brother Xiang forcibly withdrew his arm, his pale face instantly turning extremely gloomy. He shouted sharply, "Damn it, you little brat, you're asking for trouble!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the six people in the dormitory stood up instantly, their sinister eyes focusing on Yang Feng.
"I'm the kind of person who likes to be forced to drink a penalty cup." Yang Feng took two small steps back and chuckled.
Hearing his mocking voice, Brother Xiang's face turned as dark as a lump of charcoal, and he coldly said, "Kid, do you know who I am?"
"That line again? Can't you come up with something new?" Yang Feng chuckled and shrugged.
"Do you still want to live? Brother Xiang is a member of the Black Dragon Society, working under Boss Jin Cheng!"
The young man standing nearby echoed coldly, his words laced with threat and hostility.
"Oh—" Yang Feng raised an eyebrow, unable to hide the smile on his lips, and said, "What a coincidence. The Black Dragon Society has already been dismantled, and the boss you mentioned, Jin Cheng, was killed by me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was complete silence, a deathly silence, so quiet that you could barely hear a hair fall.
Once they realized what was happening, they burst into laughter!
"You're telling me the Black Dragon Society has collapsed? And you even killed Boss Jin? Hahaha, you're really bragging without thinking!"
"Are you an idiot?! The Black Dragon Society controlled one-third of the underground power in Yanjing. It was so powerful, and you're telling me it's been dismantled? Hahaha, that's really interesting, very interesting!"
Brother Xiang and the young man next to him, their faces flushed, loudly mocked and ridiculed him.
"Oh--"
Yang Feng laughed. It seemed that they were still unaware of the recent events, which was understandable.
"Kid, have you ever heard the saying, 'Disaster comes from the mouth, and too much talk leads to mistakes'? Even I, who's never been to school, know what that means!"
Brother Xiang's face was deathly pale and icy cold as he shouted:
"Brothers, let's go up there and teach him a lesson. Let him understand some rules and regulations!!"
After saying that, the young man who was closest to Yang Feng, who was leading the group, was kicked in the abdomen and sent flying like a cannonball.
"Bang!!!"
Because the passageway from the dormitory to the balcony is quite narrow, allowing only one person to pass at a time, it happened to bump into the six people behind it.
The impact of inertia was simply too strong!