Crime Prison Island
Chapter 96 - 34: Deposing Five Individuals

Chapter 96: Chapter 34: Deposing Five Individuals

The night was warm with a gentle breeze.

Peter, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, stood beside him as the captain of Team 12, eagerly lighting it for him.

"Big brother Peter, our Team 12 really can’t survive this time."

"The sudden change from above has really made things tough for me."

While cursing the people upstairs with his subordinates, the captain of Team 12 began complaining to Peter.

Peter laughed, "So what? Who asked you not to take care of the newcomers? Look at the mess you’re in."

"Haven’t you grabbed the most newcomers every time before? They’ve all been ruined because of you."

"What, you want to borrow money? As if everyone’s salvation vouchers aren’t their lifeline, I haven’t even collected enough for this month."

Team 12’s captain chuckled, "I know, I know, it’s tough for everyone."

"But I really can’t last much longer, could you possibly find a way to spare some people for me?"

"Big brother Peter, I’ve always looked up to you! Look, this time you said you wanted to teach the newcomers a lesson, and I’ve pulled in more than a dozen guys from my team."

Peter glanced over, and indeed, this time Team 12 had the most brutes in the fight.

But that’s all that remained of their team, just those brutes.

Peter smiled, "It’s impossible for me to spare any men for you, but there are many people in this building."

"If they dare to come out, I might try to get some for you."

Team 12’s captain repeatedly expressed his gratitude, "Thank you so much, big brother Peter."

Peter then switched gears, "But don’t get your hopes up too high. You know what Qiao Long is like; he treasures his subordinates as if they were his life. Even if I killed him, he probably wouldn’t agree to sell anyone to me."

Team 12’s captain said, "Aren’t there other teams? The ones he’s friends with, they all have more people."

Peter looked down at him dismissively, flicked off the ash, and said noncommittally, "We’ll see. If they don’t dare come out, there’s nothing I can do."

"I can’t really go up there and kill them, can I?"

Team 12’s members all looked worried, sighing heavily.

They had too few people on their team, and it was true that they couldn’t survive this time.

Thinking this, the captain of Team 12 felt even more frustrated, but he dared not complain about the foreigners’ rules, so he walked up to an execution frame on the field, looking at the skinny man hanging there, and ferociously whipped him twice.

This skinny man was the very one he had dragged away from the dining hall at noon.

Since then, he had been brought to the execution field and hung up.

Now, having not had a drop of water and suffering torture, he was close to death.

"Damn it, I told you to bring your salvation voucher, not your life. You’ve got quite the hard mouth!" The captain of Team 12 was very irritated; the man simply wouldn’t relent, indicating that even if he survived the game, he would not bring even a bit of salvation voucher.

"Hehehe..." The skinny man, having endured two more whips, simply laughed mockingly.

In his miserable state, he seemed to be mocking both his own captain and himself.

"Eh? They’re coming out! Team 09 is coming out!" Suddenly, someone exclaimed.

The captain of Team 12 didn’t bother with torturing his own team member and hurriedly followed excitedly.

A total of seventy-two people stood in a cluster, each tall and muscular, swelling with vigor.

Coming down the corridor were Gao Xin, leading Su Lei, Sun Chuan, Li Shande, and three robust youths—a total of seven people.

This represented all of Team 09’s fighting force, with each member having combat capabilities at the level of prime Glassers.

Peter tossed aside his cigarette and laughed loudly, "Wow, you really dare to come out?"

"Impressive! Where’s Qiao Long? Hiding?"

Gao Xin stepped forward, "You call so many people here late at night for a fight? Got nothing better to do?"

Peter replied, "Kid, I gave you plenty of face this morning; now I’m offering you another chance, do you want to join our Team 02?"

"Agree now, and it’s still possible. I’ll still treat you as a brother and let you be the vice-captain."

Gao Xin looked around at everyone present and countered, "And if not?"

Peter ripped his clothes off, revealing his muscular build, and loomed over Gao Xin, "Then I’ll beat you until you’re scared every time you see me!"

Gao Xin locked eyes with him, "I’ll give you a choice, too. Join me, and you’ll have a chance to be reborn."

"Otherwise, I’ll beat you to a pulp."

Peter scoffed, about to say something when his face suddenly froze.

He felt an intense killing intent emanating from Gao Xin; at such close range, he vaguely sensed as if he were facing a natural predator.

How could this be? The ability to solidify killing intent into a physical form through pheromones was a common tactic among the Radiations.

It wasn’t that Glassers couldn’t do it, but it was exceedingly difficult, only achievable by mass murderers.

Luo Ban, the violent killer he had newly recruited, was a thoroughbred murderer. Even someone like Luo Ban couldn’t give him this sense of terror.

But Gao Xin had done it, just calmly staring at him as if a fierce beast was eyeing his prey!

"How many people has this guy killed?" Suddenly, Peter felt a flicker of panic.

He was wary of Gao Xin who had killed Oyama Mas, which was why he hadn’t planned on facing him alone. Instead, he had pulled together seventy brutes to fully showcase his power.

But Gao Xin, with only seven people, was so confident. What was he relying on?

Peter had achieved his current success not by luck; in that moment he couldn’t help but wonder if his actions were wise.

But as he was shaken and seriously reflecting,

Team 12’s captain suddenly bellowed, "Damn it, who the hell do you think you are! How dare you talk to big brother Peter like that!"

"Get him!"

With a direct kick, he was the first to initiate the fight.

Soon after, more than a dozen brutes from Team 12 rushed in, swarming Gao Xin and his seven men.

Peter’s mouth twitched, thinking who the hell asked you to start the fight?

He stepped back and crossed his arms over his chest without rushing to act.

Seeing their boss not moving, his men naturally didn’t move either.

Thus, dozens of people surrounded the battlefield, watching fourteen strong men attack seven.

"Very good!" Gao Xin kicked away the direct kick, his muscles bulging as he immediately engaged in a fight with the captain of Team 12.

Li Shande sneered, his legs turned inwards as he assumed the Wing Chun stance, facing off another.

"Wing Chun Li Shande!"

"Tch!" The opponent swung his fist to strike.

Li Shande parried with ease. His physique was not bad, with strength even greater than Gao Xin.

But the enemy was too numerous, and just as he suppressed his opponent, someone suddenly kick him from behind.

Fighting off attackers from both front and back, his punches became disordered, and he burst out in irritation, "Damn it!"

Enraged, he began pounding on his chest with both hands and went at them like a great ape, no longer caring about techniques!

Looking at Sun Chuan, who had shifty eyes and was not as strong as Li Shande but not weak either, slightly less so than Su Lei.

However, he was extremely agile, with astonishing hand speed and jumping power, dragging two enemies along, occasionally finding an opportunity to strike and then flee.

In comparison, Su Lei was much more honest; it seemed as if he had never fought before.

Yet, he was very good at using his environment, dragging enemies around the execution ground near various wooden racks and torture devices, using props to fight back, and actually managing to hold off two strong opponents.

But there were after all fourteen enemies, each one a burly man.

As for the other three people brought by Gao Xin, they simply did not have the ability to fight against two, and were quickly knocked to the ground.

At this point, of the seven people from Team 09, only four remained.

Their pressure surged as they now had to fight three against one, even Gao Xin alone had to fight five!

"Kid, if you don’t want to end up with broken legs, kneel down and beg for mercy, then turn over twenty more men, and I might spare you!" sneered the leader of Team 12.

He was more muscular than Gao Xin, weighing in at ninety kilograms, with four more eighty-kilogram brutes to back him up.

Gao Xin was attacked by five men and was soon injured.

However, he had already figured out their attack patterns.

Enhanced brain, mainly improving various brain functions.

His powerful memory and computational ability allowed him to quickly understand the enemy.

Gradually, in the midst of combat, Gao Xin was able to predict his opponents’ movements through their eye movements, positioning, and even muscle changes!

Moreover, Gao Xin was no longer a rookie.

Although he hadn’t systematically learned any fighting techniques, after several life-and-death situations and illusionary battles with Silver Hand, relying on his powerful intuition and inspiration, he began to form his own set of fighting methods.

And precisely because he had never learned fighting, he could now very well use his own set of underlying logic to create his own fighting style.

It may not have been very scientific or exquisite, but it suited him extremely well.

One could say he was fighting with his brain. In comparison, his opponents were just flailing around.

Even against five men, he soon found an opportunity.

"Want my men? That’s something I should be saying to you!"

Gao Xin suddenly glared, channeling Silver Hand’s ferocity and exploding with murderous intent.

At close range, it made the leader of Team 12 shiver all over, goosebumps rising, to the point where his motions were deformed.

Gao Xin immediately saw his chance and went straight for the eyes.

The leader of Team 12 reacted quickly, raising his hands to protect his face, but he didn’t realize it was a feint.

He protected his eyes but neglected his groin.

"Go to hell!"

Gao Xin delivered a knee strike right to the opponent’s lower body, targeting the vital area.

Bang! With tremendous force!

"Splurt!" The opponent’s trousers burst with blood on the spot!

"Agh, eek, eek, eek!"

The eyes of Team 12’s leader bulged, and he let out a horrifying scream, as he was sent flying.

The four men beside him were startled, and before they could react, Gao Xin used the rebound from the knee strike to lean back and strike the groin of the man behind him with his elbow.

"Urgh!"

Ignoring the man’s cries of pain, Gao Xin sprung forward like a slingshot, swinging both fists, shattering the vital areas of two more men to his left and right.

The last man finally came to his senses and went on the offensive; he protected his groin with one hand and, taking advantage of Gao Xin’s unbalanced stance, he viciously kicked between Gao Xin’s legs, attempting to turn the tables with the same move.

But this was like bringing a hatchet to a gunfight.

At that moment, Gao Xin’s various pushing and pulling moves made it seem like his body was tilting and falling in a way that he could hardly maintain balance, but in reality, he was stable as an old dog.

His balance was of acrobatic genius level; he made an odd move close to the ground, springing up to dodge the attack.

Instead, his opponent missed and became unsteady.

There wasn’t enough time for Gao Xin to stand up and counterattack, so instead of getting up, he lay flat.

Taking advantage of the moment, he made a sliding tackle to misalign, grabbing the attacker’s kicking leg and pulling hard, causing his opponent to completely lose balance while also propelling himself forward, then immediately pushing off with one foot, putting all his strength into a kick aimed straight at the crown jewels.

"Puff!"

The last man also fell, screaming and convulsing, with blood all over his trousers.

Just like that, Gao Xin blasted ten jewels with three punches and two kicks.

The five strongest of Team 12 were all incapacitated, stripped of their ability to fight, crying for their parents and wailing in pain, their faces twisted, heads covered in sweat, and pale as ghosts.

Using the final pull to propel himself, Gao Xin stood up as if he were a weathervane, perfectly erect on the spot, moving like flowing water, as if in reverse.

"Hiss!"

The onlookers all felt their scalps tingle, their bodies instinctively tightening, their hearts pounding in fear.

Peter watched, sweating profusely, as Gao Xin faced off against five formidable enemies, all heavier than himself, and disposed of them all with just a few moves.

Though the techniques were simple and unfined, they were undeniably effective!

The results were significant—fast, accurate, brutal! A series of connected moves ended the fight, revealing complexity within simplicity.

After all, if those five were so skilled, why didn’t they burst Gao Xin’s jewels?

Peter asked himself honestly; he wasn’t sure he could defeat those five, and even risked getting severely beaten. Fighting one against five at the same level was no joke.

"But what’s the use of being able to fight? I have more men!"

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