After kicking the two hooligans out of the shop, the system's voice sounded in Wen Nuoyan's mind.
"Congratulations to the host for completing the random mission issued by the system: Teach the hooligans a lesson and save the female teacher, Amon.”
" Reward for completing the mission: Favorability of female teacher Amon, absolute loyalty of the Bright King of Stanley Prison.”
After hearing that the mission was completed and the rewards were obtained, Wen Nuoyan couldn't help but smile. Then, with the menu in hand, she walked in front of the female teacher, Amon, and her companions. With a very gentlemanly smile, she said to them,"
"I wonder what you guys want to order?”
"So handsome!"
Originally, when Amon saw Wen Nuoyan's powerful skills," He " thought that he was just a street hooligan who was better at fighting. However, when " He " looked up and saw Wen Nuoyan's handsome face," He " and her companions couldn't help but be stunned. All of them looked like they were infatuated.
"What would you like to eat?"
Seeing Amon's infatuated look, Wen Nuoyan smiled and reminded him again.
This time, Amon woke them up. Just as Amon tidied up " His " expression, a smile appeared on " His " face as " He " looked at Wen Nuoyan.
"Handsome, give me your signature noodles. I heard that you cooked it yourself?”
Wen Nuoyan smiled and nodded at Amon.
"Hmm, you're really an expert."
……
The next day, the sky had just brightened.
Wen Nuoyan had already woken up early in the morning. He came to the counter and quickly pressed a few numbers on the phone. He called his underling, Long Hair, and the call was quickly connected.
"Changfa, come to my shop and drive the car over.”
On the other end of the phone, the long-haired man's voice sounded a little sleepy, but he still forced himself to be spirited and replied to Wen Nuoyan,
"Okay, Boss, I'll be right there!”
In less than 15 minutes, a van stopped in front of the Nine Dragons Ice Room. The door opened, and Long Hair got out of the van and walked into the Nine Dragons Ice Room.
He skillfully took out a note from his pocket and slapped it on the counter. Then, he took a few loaves of bread from the window at the side and randomly chose a seat to eat.
Wen Nuoyan walked out of the kitchen with soy milk and buns in her hands. She sat at the same table as Long Hair.
When the long-haired man saw Wen Nuoyan, he stopped what he was doing and asked with a puzzled expression,"
"Boss, why did you ask me to bring the car here so early? Where are you going?"
"Even if someone were to start a fight, they wouldn't choose this time, right?”
Wen Nuoyan shook his head at Long Hair,"
"Continue eating. I didn't ask you to drive the car here to find someone to fight. Otherwise, I would have asked you to bring more people over.”
"After eating, we'll go to Stanley Prison…"
Before Wen Nuoyan could finish her sentence, Long Hair, who was sitting opposite her, suddenly widened his eyes.
"Boss, why are we going to that place?”
"That's a prison, not a dance hall. We don't have any underlings going to prison now. Don't tell me you want to go in yourself?”
"Boss, you just got out of prison!”
Wen Nuoyan couldn't help but laugh when he heard Long Hair's words."
"Continue eating. Don't worry, I won't go in. When we reach the prison gate, I'll naturally tell you what I want to do.”
Hearing this, Long Hair didn't ask any more questions. The two of them quickly finished their breakfast and drove the van to the gate of Stanley Prison.
Looking at the high walls and wire fences of the prison, a wave of hatred could not help but surge up from the depths of Wen Nuoyan's eyes. It was precisely because of his club's framing that he had been trapped in this cage for six whole years.
People who had never been to a prison might think that the environment inside was ordinary or clean, because they had never seen how dirty and filthy a prison was.
However, Wen Nuoyan was different. He knew that prison was a living hell. It was like a small society inside. The division of grades was simpler and stricter than outside.
As long as you had the strength, you could be the king in there. If you didn't have the strength, your status would be even lower than that of a sewer rat.
Back then, Nine-Vein Dragon was injured and imprisoned in prison. It was unimaginable how much suffering Nine-Vein Dragon had suffered in prison.
At this moment, Long Hair's voice rang out,"
"Alright, Boss, you should tell me now what we're doing in this godforsaken place, right?”
Wen Nuoyan was awakened by the voice of the long-haired man. He turned his head, and the hatred in his eyes disappeared. The corners of his mouth curled into a smile, and he seemed a little excited.
"We came here to welcome a friend of mine. He will be our new brother.”
Ming Wang entered Stanley Prison at the age of 16. Five years had passed since then, and he had relied on his pair of iron fists to become the overlord of the boxing world in this prison, earning him the nickname of Acala Ming Wang.
Today was the day that Ming Wang was released from prison. No one remembered his name, only his nickname, Ming Wang.
Wen Nuoyan was rewarded by the system for his absolute loyalty to the Bright King of Stanley. Thus, he waited here with his long hair and brought the Bright King back as soon as possible.
Right now, he was in desperate need of manpower.
P.S. A wave of fresh flowers, a wave of monthly votes, a wave of evaluation votes, an endless loop of all kinds of data…
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