The underworld

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Scarface didn't die in the end, but he was crippled, destined to spend the rest of his life in bed. Chen Xuewen's sentence was doubled. However, Chen Xuewen didn't care at all. After being confined for half a month, he was sent back to his cell. This time, the guards were smarter; they returned him to his cell and increased the security.

Chen Xuewen sat in the cell, and the other seven men sat on the opposite side, looking at him with fear. These seven were all Scarface's men, but none dared to talk about avenging Scarface now. Chen Xuewen sat for a while, then suddenly stood up and looked at the seven men across from him: "I heard that you guys want to kill me to avenge Scarface?"

The seven men were startled and waved their hands in unison, "No... absolutely not!" Chen Xuewen's expression remained unchanged as he looked over the group: "You should have heard about my situation." "My parents died because of me, and I don't plan on living either." "But dying alone is too lonely." "If I can take a few people with me before I die, it's not a meaningless death, right?"

The men's faces turned pale with fear. Facing a madman who sought death, what did their numbers matter? They couldn't kill Chen Xuewen; they still hoped to be released after serving their sentences. But Chen Xuewen was different; he was now bent on seeking death and didn't care about being released. In such a situation, if Chen Xuewen caught the opportunity to strike, no one could bear it! Scarface was the best example!

A clever-looking man quickly offered a sycophantic smile: "Brother Wen, you... you misunderstood." "That bastard Scarface bullied people all day long; we've long been fed up with him." "You teaching him a lesson this time was like avenging us; we... we can't thank you enough." "From now on, you're our boss; whatever you say, we'll do. Right, guys?" Everyone nodded and called Chen Xuewen 'big brother.'

Chen Xuewen spat at the group and cursed, "A bunch of cowards!" "Get lost!" The men were angry but dared not speak, shrinking to one side, not even daring to rest on their beds. From this moment on, Chen Xuewen became the leader of the cell, and his deterrent power far exceeded that of Scarface before him. A single glance from him could make the others shiver in fear.

The next day, during breakfast, Chen Xuewen walked into the mess hall with his tray, immediately drawing everyone's attention. Scarface had three or four dozen men in the prison. The men in Chen Xuewen's cell were intimidated by him, but those from other cells still glared menacingly at Chen Xuewen. Ignoring them, Chen Xuewen filled his tray and walked straight to one of the tables. This table was occupied by Scarface's men, not from his cell, who used to order Chen Xuewen around and beat him up frequently.

Now, as Chen Xuewen approached these men with a cold stare, they became angry. One of the burly men glared and cursed, "Damn it, what are you looking at..." Before he could finish, Chen Xuewen had already made his move. With a flick of his right hand, a slender stone fell from his sleeve. He had picked up the stone while working outside and had sharpened one end. Since the last incident with Scarface's eye, the prison had banned chopsticks, forcing Chen Xuewen to find another weapon.

During his time in the hospital, Chen Xuewen had been reading medical books and memorizing many fatal points on the human body. He stepped forward and, with a speed that left no time to react, stabbed the stone into the man's neck and slashed it. Blood gushed from the man's neck, and he fell to the ground, twitching. The others were stunned, but Chen Xuewen didn't hesitate. He grabbed another man's neck and stabbed the stone towards him.

This man reacted quickly, desperately blocking the attack, and the stone pierced his palm, causing him to cry out in pain. "Help! Help me!" he screamed. The others finally snapped out of it and rushed to attack Chen Xuewen. Chen Xuewen protected his head with one hand and with the other, continued to stab with the stone, wounding several men in the thigh. Though he was at a disadvantage, Chen Xuewen took a significant toll on the men. Fortunately, the guards arrived in time and subdued him with their batons.

The captain of the guards rushed over, seeing the situation and becoming furious, his veins bulging on his forehead as he yelled, "Chen Xuewen, do you really want to die?" "I'll report this to the higher-ups, detailing all your actions!" "If you keep this up, it will definitely be the death penalty!"

Chen Xuewen gritted his teeth, blood trickling down his forehead as he said word by word, "Then you'd better hurry up!" "If you're not fast enough, I'll kill all these people!" The men, looking at Chen Xuewen's fierce gaze, couldn't help but retreat in fear. The men from Chen Xuewen's cell were relieved on their faces, glad they hadn't provoked Chen Xuewen. This incident led to another half-month of solitary confinement for Chen Xuewen.

However, this fight made Chen Xuewen infamous, turning him into a madman no one in the prison dared to provoke. On the first day of his release from solitary, Scarface's men approached him together, apologizing and begging for mercy, hoping he would spare them. They had learned about Chen Xuewen's desire for death and dared not contend with this madman seeking it.

After subduing the prison's inmates, Chen Xuewen found Old Du once again. "Old Du, I survived." "Now, it's time to tell me how to get out of the prison, right?"

Old Du looked at Chen Xuewen with a faint smile and nodded in satisfaction, "You're impressive, beyond my expectations!" "Alright, since you've proven your abilities, it's time for me to fulfill my promise." Old Du took out a map from his person and handed it to Chen Xuewen. "This is the map of the prison's sewer system; the width of the sewers is enough for a person to crawl out."

"Follow the sewer and crawl outward for about five kilometers, and you'll reach a nearby river." "Once in the river, you can escape this place." Chen Xuewen glanced at it and frowned, "The sewer entrances seem to be outside the prison." To prevent escapes, the sewer entrances were indeed designed to be outside the prison. Inside the prison, only thinner pipes were laid, about the width of a basketball—far too narrow for anyone to crawl through.

Old Du smiled, "There's the widest entrance in the kitchen; I've measured it, and that pipe can let a person crawl out." "I've tampered with the pipes; as long as you can find an opportunity to slip into the kitchen, you can crawl out."

Chen Xuewen looked at Old Du, "What opportunity are you talking about?" Old Du replied, "An opportunity to create chaos in the prison." "As long as there's chaos that draws all the guards' attention, you can take advantage of it to enter the kitchen and find a chance to escape."

Old Du said, patting Chen Xuewen on the shoulder, "Creating chaos is up to you." "If you can create chaos, I can get you out!" Chen Xuewen pondered for a moment and then nodded slowly, "Alright, I'll take care of it!" As Chen Xuewen turned to leave, Old Du looked at his back with a teasing smile on his face.