I'm not sure if the staff forgot, but in the evening, they actually didn't send Yang Fei any food.
This means he'll have to starve until twelve o'clock tomorrow noon.
Yang Fei wasn't bothered to think too much about it; enduring hunger is one of the basic training courses for a Special Forces soldier.
Even being hungry for two or three days is nothing out of the ordinary for Yang Fei.
He operated Turtle Extreme, gathering Qi-Blood, and slowly entered a realm of self-forgetfulness.
He didn't know how much time had passed before Yang Fei suddenly opened his eyes.
He felt someone approaching in the dark hallway.
This confinement room is together with the prison cells, just at the very end of the corridor.
If someone wanted to commit murder here, others wouldn't even notice.
A cruel smile emerged at the corner of Yang Fei's mouth.
Even though he was trapped in the small dark room, if someone genuinely wanted to harm him.
He would certainly show them why flowers are so red.
