An iron rod in his hand kept beating on the iron cage, occasionally splashing sparks.

"Little guy, were there any family members taking care of you when you came in?" the skinny old man suddenly asked.

"No." Lu Chen shook his head.

"Then do you have any valuable items on you?" the skinny old man asked again.

"I'm penniless." Lu Chen spread his hands.

"That would be troublesome."

The skinny old man sighed softly: "The kid who wants money has arrived. Firstly, you have no one to take care of you, and secondly, you have no money. I'm afraid you will suffer some physical pain."

"Little brother, don't be nervous. It's just a powerful killing stick. It's just a matter of gritting your teeth. We've all been through it. At worst, you can't die even if you lie down for half a month!" The bald man said proudly.

"That's right, you just have to remember not to resist, just be honest with the stick, it's not a big problem." Everyone echoed.

Everyone who comes in will go through this level.

Of course, money can make a difference.

If it has been dealt with in advance and the jailer is given some benefits, then it will only be a few symbolic slaps.

But if you don�t have money, you have to suffer a little.

If you are lucky, your butt will bloom; if you are unlucky, you will be disabled for life.

"Bang Dang! Bang Dang!"

The fat man in rich clothes knocked on the cage while approaching slowly, and finally stood in front of Lu Chen and his group.

"I heard that a new person just arrived, who is it?"

The fat man in rich clothes looked around with cold eyes.

Anyone who came into contact with his line of sight couldn't help but lower their heads.

In the black prison, these jailors are assigned to be the existence in charge of their life and death.

"it's me."

Lu Chen took a step forward.

"oh?"

The fat man in Huafu glanced up and down: "Boy, do you know the rules here?"

"What rules?" Chase Lu asked.

"Everyone who comes in has to be beaten with a killing stick; of course, whether it is light or heavy, more or less, is up to me, understand?" the fat man in Huafu said.

"So, you want money?" Lu Chen raised his eyebrows.

"Smart enough!"

The fat man in rich clothes nodded with satisfaction: "These brothers of mine, look after you trash every day, and we charge you some hard work, isn't it too much?"

While speaking, he rubbed his fingers with a greedy look on his face. JrNovels.com