540: 529 540: 529 Several minutes later, the three of them were perhaps too tired to continue fighting, and they all stopped.
With a few minutes of effort, Song Yun had also managed to inflict several wounds on himself.
“This is the rule inside the prison: we talk with our fists, understand?
If you dare to come in without bringing anything next time, it won’t be as simple as just beating you.” Brother Centipede left these fierce words and then left the restroom.
Song Yun then stood up, cleaned off the footprints on his body, limped out of the restroom, and headed towards the hall.
Not long after, when he was in a spot where the prison guards could see him, Song Yun closed his eyes and collapsed to the ground.
Seeing Song Yun collapse, the prison guards hurriedly ran over, picked him up, and rushed him to the medical room.
Brother Centipede proudly said to the two people beside him, “See that?
My punching power is getting stronger!
I even knocked him out.”
“The more badass it gets,” the two people beside him nodded.
“Song Yun didn’t fight back?” In the prison chief’s office, the highest-ranking prison official was respectfully standing next to his desk.
Leopard was sitting in the prison chief’s chair, watching a monitor in front of him that showed footage of Song Yun being beaten.
“Either this guy is exceptionally cunning, or he is genuinely afraid,” Leopard slowly said, “It seems that framing him with another crime, as big brother suggested, will be difficult.”
“Sigh, no more spectacle to watch, time to leave.” Leopard stood up, nodded to the prison chief, and said, “Thanks for your help.”
“Of course, of course,” the prison chief quickly nodded and bowed.
“Take good care of this Song Yun for us, you understand what I mean?” Leopard softly spoke to the prison chief before leaving.
“Are you suggesting…”
“I think his remorse isn’t quite enough yet, so we need to slowly guide him back to the right path,” Leopard said as he got into a car parked nearby.
“I know what to do now,” the prison chief seriously nodded, watching Leopard’s car disappear before shaking his head and muttering, “When gods clash, us mortals better not get involved.”
He then returned to his office.
Song Yun was immediately taken by the prison guards to the medical room and placed on a hospital bed before the guards left.
“Ah, another newcomer being bullied?” A gentle female voice came from the side, Song Yun slightly opened his eyes and through the slits, he saw Mo Yuyao, who he had seen leading exercises in the yard earlier, still in her sports gear with a slight sweat on her forehead.
Mo Yuyao didn’t realize that Song Yun was faking unconsciousness, because it was common for new inmates to be knocked out after a beating and brought here, and to date, none of them had woken up without treatment.
Therefore, she didn’t pay much attention to Song Yun and instead walked to the door of the medical room and locked it.
“What is she up to?” Song Yun couldn’t help but wonder.
Just as Song Yun was puzzled, Mo Yuyao walked up beside him—then she suddenly pulled down the zipper of her jacket, took it off, and placed it next to Song Yun’s head.
Feeling the faint fragrance of a woman emanating from the jacket, Song Yun’s eyes slowly widened a bit more.
After taking off her jacket, Mo Yuyao was left wearing nothing but a purple bra under it.
She was facing away from Song Yun, who could only see her fair back and her spine curving in a seductive ‘S’ shape.
Mo Yuyao did not turn around but put her hands on her sports pants, then swiftly pulled them down, placing them beside Song Yun’s head just like her jacket.
“What…
what is she doing?!” Song Yun exclaimed silently, staring at the beautiful woman now in just her bra and panties.
Could it be that his charm was so overwhelming it spawned some wicked thoughts in her, planning to take advantage of him while he appeared to be asleep?
As he smelled the light fragrance from the clothes beside his head, his restlessness grew.
Thankfully, Little Iron Pillar had evolved to act entirely at his will—if this had happened before, it would definitely be standing at attention by now!
Mo Yuyao, resembling a jubilant sprite, walked back and forth in the medical room in just her underwear, moving and fumbling around, then took a white lab coat from a cabinet—the kind doctors wear in hospitals.
She didn’t bother putting anything on underneath it and simply slipped into the white lab coat and buttoned it up.
The lab coat covered her entire body, reaching the roots of Mo Yuyao’s calves after she buttoned it up.
From the outside, no one could tell she was only wearing undergarments beneath.
Mo Yuyao tidied up the clothes and trousers she placed beside Song Yun, storing them in a cabinet before finally planning to check on him.
Song Yun quickly closed his eyes, but his mind kept flashing with images of Mo Yuyao’s enchanting body, the spring scenery hidden by the purple cup, and her traditionally sexy, adorable little buttocks.
Although one could not accuse Song Yun of being lecherous, the sensual typhoon undulating before him would have stirred primal urges in any man.
Mo Yuyao pressed a few times on Song Yun’s chest and muttered, “No internal injuries, it seems he just went into shock from excessive pain.” As she spoke, her hands began quickly unbuttoning Song Yun’s shirt and peeled it open at each side, revealing Song Yun’s muscular torso.
“Didn’t expect, such a skinny frame can hold so much goodness!” Mo Yuyao gave a light pat on Song Yun’s chest and chuckled, “Tsk, I like these pecs, though the scars are quite something, huh, what’s this?” Mo Yuyao peered towards Song Yun’s waist.
“Wow, such a long knife scar,” she exclaimed, “and you survived!
You really have strong vitality!!”
Song Yun felt secretly proud.
That scar was from when I assassinated a target and fought with his bodyguard, his intestines spilling out, but he managed to complete the kill before leaving.
His professionalism was unmatched.
“It’s strange, someone with so many scars should have a strong resistance to being beaten.
Looking at the bruises on his body, it doesn’t seem like something that would make someone pass out from pain!” Mo Yuyao frowned as she spoke.