"The Murderer King is out!"
"That kid is waiting to die!"
"Does the Murderer King want to escape?"
The surrounding serious criminals whispered among themselves, and Lin Fei noticed the ominous look on their faces.
Apparently, the Murderer King they were talking about was a figure that all these hardened criminals feared greatly.
Lin Fei's gaze turned to the open door, beyond which lay a room dark as an abyss, devoid of any light.
At that moment, the sound of rattling chains could be heard, accompanied by lethargic footsteps.
Soon, Lin Fei caught sight of a man's silhouette.
Wearing a brown prison uniform, standing about 1.85 meters tall, with long hair that hung down, even obscuring his eyes.
A tall and robust physique, his hands were shackled with heavy handcuffs, which were connected by a chain.
As he walked, the chain rattled and collided, producing a clanking sound.
