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Cyclops glared at Yang Fei with his bronze bell-like eye.

"Our boss Lar wants to see you, come with me."

Yang Fei glanced at the soldiers in the distance.

The two soldiers saw Cyclops causing trouble yet turned away as if they didn't see it at all.

Yang Fei couldn't help but smile wryly.

He could ascertain that even if Cyclops killed him here, the two soldiers absolutely wouldn't intervene.

This demonstrated Lar's clout as the Prison King of the East District, with powerful influence, bold and unchecked.

Not far away, three special ability creatures including Jellyfish looked at Yang Fei pitifully.

Behind them, there were five or six robust prisoners eyeing fiercely.

Yang Fei instantly understood that these three special ability creatures had already been regarded by Lar as his own people.

If he didn't cooperate, not only would he be punished, but the three special ability creatures including Jellyfish would also be implicated.

Yang Fei looked at the big Cyclops man, shrugged his shoulders: "Lead the way!"

The big Cyclops man hadn't expected Yang Fei to be so straightforward.

In the East District, prisoners summoned by Lar behaved like they were going to their death, pleading desperately.

Yet, this guy agreed so quickly as if King Ral had invited him to a feast.

The man was taken aback for a moment, then led Yang Fei forward.

The exercise period was only half an hour.

If not returned to the cell in time, the consequences would be dire.

The punishment of Yi Suo last night was an example.

Therefore, the big Cyclops man's pace was quick, without considering if Yang Fei could keep up.

However, after just two or three steps, the big Cyclops man noticed the agility and swiftness of the fat guy behind him, extraordinary indeed.

His bloated body and his fluid strides were completely disproportionate.

Two minutes later, Yang Fei stood before Lar.

The agreed meeting place turned out to be a small bar.

In the bar, there was beautiful music, waitresses in white shirts and black skirts, swaying their round hips, carrying crystal glasses back and forth.

Behind the bar, a fat man weighing over 200 pounds was skillfully mixing drinks.

In the transparent glass shaker, amber-colored liquor swirled with the fat man's gesture, forming golden waves.

Cyclops led Yang Fei into the bar, gesturing for Yang Fei to sit down.

Then he walked to the bar, bowed to the fat bartender.

"Honorable King Dor, the person you invited has arrived."

Yang Fei's eyes nearly bulged out.

He never dreamed that one could be so leisurely even in prison.

King Dor smiled slightly, gesturing to Yang Fei.

"Hello, please have a seat."

King Dor spoke, extending his hand.

The amber liquid in the shaker suddenly flew out from the shaker.

The streak of golden liquid soared and dipped mid-air, transforming into various shapes, spectacularly coalescing.

Yang Fei's heart chilled.

Indeed, King Dor was extraordinary.

Just with this skill alone, he had entered the ranks of Spiritual Martial Arts Masters.

Only those who can freely control the Heaven and Earth Vital Energy can play the bartending art so masterfully.

Of course, Yang Fei also knew very well that this guy wasn't simply bartending; he was clearly demonstrating strength.

Yang Fei smiled slightly, calmly.

"I never expected King Dor to be such an interesting person, splendid indeed."

Saying so, he found a long table, sat down, crossed his legs as if watching a circus.

King Dor laughed heartily: "You're interesting too, I'll treat you to a drink."

Upon finishing, the golden streak suddenly rolled towards Yang Fei.

Yi Suo standing aside showed a slight muscular twitch in his face.

Only he knew King Dor's method.

This liquor under King Dor's control was infused with his Spiritual Origin Qi.

Once King Dor launched an attack, even the most dreadful Divine Weapon in the world would struggle to resist.

Yang Fei chuckled softly, still sitting on the stool, reached towards the air.

That golden streak suddenly lost King Dor's control and flew towards Yang Fei.

That took King Dor aback immediately, his expression changed drastically.

The liquor already controlled by his Spirit Martial Qi was easily snatched by Yang Fei.

Such an occurrence was simply shocking if told.

The golden liquid twirled in the air, swirling around Yang Fei.

Yang Fei waved his hand, said lightly.

"I'm not very good with the art of bartending; it's better to let King Dor try again."

The golden liquid transformed into a round sphere, rolling in the air, flying back to King Dor.

King Dor was startled by Yang Fei's exquisite methods.

He quickly unleashed Spiritual Origin Qi, endeavoring to regain control of the golden liquid.

However, at this moment, the spherical liquid suddenly poured down into a high-stemmed glass, forming a superior cocktail.

King Dor's expression changed, then he burst into laughter, nodding to Yang Fei.

"Remarkable Spiritual Origin Qi; Mars lost to you justly."

He said, personally serving the cocktail to Yang Fei on the table.

On one side of the bar, the lean Mars stood by.

Seeing this, he exchanged a look with Yi Suo, both faces filled with seriousness.

Both had discerned that in this contest of Spiritual Origin, Lar had already lost.

If they were to fight to the death, the uncontrolled golden liquid wouldn't pour into the glass but would become a dagger stabbing into Lar's heart.

Lar was a very straightforward person; he poured himself a cup of whiskey, walked to Yang Fei.

"Welcome to Doomsday Prison. To be a friend rather than an enemy of yours, I am truly honored."

Yang Fei was too lazy for pleasantries with Lar, looked at him plainly.

"Speak up, what do you want from me?"

Raul laughed again, patted his big bald head.

"Didn't expect you to be so direct, straightforward, I like it."

At this, he glanced at Yi Suo and Mars.

The two took the hint, stood up, chased all the staff out of the bar.

Subsequently, Lar unleashed Spiritual Realm Power, sealing Yang Fei and himself within the space.

This way, even if a Spiritual Martial Arts Master were spying nearby, they absolutely couldn't hear the conversation between them.

After finishing all this, Lar raised his glass to Yang Fei.

"Come, let's have a drink, we'll talk afterward."

Yang Fei picked up his glass, clinked with Lar's, sipped the drink lightly.

Lar looked Yang Fei up and down, clicking his tongue in admiration.

"Surely, the Almighty sent you here. Your appearance makes our plan flawless, perfectly seamless."

Upon hearing this, Yang Fei's heart stirred, looked at Lar casually.

"What do you mean by this? What plan?"

Lar sighed, his smile suddenly turning profound and solemn.

"Don't you want to know why I've stayed in this hellish place?"

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