"Get in!"
The big man behind forcefully shoved Lin Fan, shouting arrogantly.
But after the shove, Lin Fan remained completely unmoved, making the big man feel as if he had pushed against a mountain, causing his expression to change drastically!
Lin Fan turned his head and gave the big man a cold glance, the chilling gaze made the big man feel like he was being stared down by the Death God, causing him to shiver.
"I can walk by myself. Try touching me again, and I won't mind cutting off both your hands!" Lin Fan said calmly, but his chilling tone made it seem like a knife was hanging above everyone's throat, ready to slice if one dared to act rashly.
Then, Lin Fan stepped into the prison, and as soon as he entered, the eyes of those inside fell sharply on him, some with pity, others with a cold sneer.
On the only bed in the prison, a fat man was lying with his back to Lin Fan, snoring loudly as if thunder was rumbling!
