Lin Yi's words made Ivan clenched his fists.

Driven by anger, the muscles on his face began to tremble!

"Take him to Prison No. 7!"

Hearing the word Prison No. 7, the policeman responsible for escorting Lin Yi was stunned.

His expression was not very good, as if he had heard something terrible.

"Mr. Ivan, Prison No. 7 holds prisoners who have committed heinous crimes. Now that he is a suspect, it is not appropriate to be locked up there, right?"

"What's inappropriate!" Ivan roared loudly:

"He has killed so many people, and there is no better place for him than Prison No. 7!"

"I know, send him there now."

Under Ivan's order, Lin Yi was taken away.

But during this process, the two policemen no longer looked fierce, but said in a calm tone:

"You can arrange your last words. After entering Prison No. 7, I don't think you can survive more than a week."

Lin Yi understood the unspoken rules here and said calmly:

"You mean, is there any way in or out of Prison No. 7?"

"That's what I mean. There are all outlaws there. They are very rich and can do anything. I know you are very powerful and rich, but in Prison No. 7, many people are richer than you.

Money is nothing to be afraid of, and even we are not willing to get close to it easily."

"Is this considered a form of revenge?" Lin Yi said:

"I'm not going to be locked up inside because of what I've done, right?"

"There is nothing you can do. You have angered Mr. Ivan. Of course, if you admit that you killed someone, I believe you will not enter Prison No. 7."

Lin Yi didn't say anything. He didn't care which prison number he went to. Alice and the others should be arriving soon.

All you need to do is find a place to wait for a while.

Ten minutes later, the three of them walked several hundred meters through twists and turns.

Lin Yi saw an area ahead of him made of brick walls.

On top of the fence, there is a barbed wire fence more than one meter high, and you can even hear the sizzling sound of electricity.

It is not an exaggeration to say that such a place has an iron wall.

Lin Yi had only seen such a prison in movies before.

I never thought that one day I would come to a place like this to experience life.

"This is Prison No. 7, go in and stay."

The iron door was opened and Lin Yi was pushed in.

The prison is as big as half a football field, and there are about 70 people inside. Everywhere you look, there is a lifeless desolation.

And this is Prison No. 7, where everyone is imprisoned together.

As the old saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

In this case, the same applies to Prison No. 7.

Wherever there are people, there will be conflicts.

In Prison No. 7, fights were common, and bodies would even be taken out every now and then.

The person in charge of guarding only verbally reprimanded him and did not dare to say anything more.

Otherwise, their family members may die unexpectedly the next day.

But apart from these, there were some things that brought great contrast to Lin Yi's vision.

Because there is a pavilion, an electric fan, and a small swimming pool.

What's even more exaggerated is that there are several women walking around in bikinis.

Lin Yi felt that it was a bit ruined.

This is so much fun.

When Lin Yi came in, everyone was looking at him.

No one has come to Prison No. 7 for more than half a year.

"Boss, it seems that the person Ivan sent in is him."

Next to the pavilion, there were six or seven people standing, including two women in bikinis, posing.

Under the pavilion, there was a shirtless man lying half-lying, with the fat on his body sliding to both sides and tattoos all over his body, enjoying the service of a bikini beauty.

The man's name is Hassad, and he is the most notorious drug lord in the world.

Before he came in, more than 30% of the contraband in the world flowed out from him.

Countless people died at his hands, and at the same time, he also brought him wealth that was unparalleled in the country.

Although Lin Yi is very rich, compared with Hassad at his peak, he may still be a little behind.

Otherwise, he would not be treated like this here.

After hearing what his men said, Hassad sat up, took off his sunglasses, and said nonchalantly:

"Go and bring him over. I want to talk to him."

The subordinate walked forward more than ten meters and waved to Lin Yi, "Chinese people, come here."

When they heard someone calling their name, those people who were looking at him all looked towards Hassad.

Something doesn't feel right.

"What does Hassad want to do? Are you trying to win over him?"

"It's unlikely. He is Chinese and has such a bad figure. It's impossible for Hassad to like him."

"Great. If we want to recruit him, there will be no quota for this month."

Hearing someone calling his name, Lin Yi looked at the black man not far away, "Are you talking to me?"

"Our boss asked you to come here."

Lin Yi didn't think much, walked towards the black man, and arrived in front of Hassad.

"Chinese, how did you get in?" Hassad sat cross-legged on the beach bed and looked at Lin Yi with a scrutinizing gaze.

It felt like this Chinese man must have done something unforgivable, otherwise Ivan would not have let me take care of him.

"I also want to know why I was arrested out of nowhere." Lin Yi shrugged and said.

"I think you had a conflict with Ivan, otherwise he wouldn't have locked you up here."

"What he thinks, I don't know."

"I'm sorry to tell you that this is not a good place. I need to take care of you." Hassad said:

"These are the rules of Prison No. 7, and everyone who comes here must abide by them."

"Huh? What's the rule? Do you still have to worship the pier?"

"Don't worry, you will know later."

Hassad glanced at the black men, who understood and left quietly.

When he came back a few minutes later, he had a knife in his hand and Hassad said:

"According to the rules, leave one of your hands, so that you can stay in Prison No. 7 for a long time."

Lin Yi wanted to laugh a little, "Is this your rule?"

"Of course, you can also choose to do it yourself. This is your right. We are very democratic here."

"I'm afraid this won't work. I don't want to go out with missing arms and legs after this trip."

"But this is Prison No. 7. Once you get here, you have no choice." Hassad said calmly:
Chapter completed!