PRI Chapter 5: Brutal Beating!

"Hey, look, a bunch of pigs in bulletproof vests! Cowards who only dare hide behind shields! Didn't your mama teach you to walk with your legs closed after getting fucked?"

"The pretty boy warden is actually still alive. Hey, faggot, were you scared shitless yesterday! Hahahaha."

"Only knows how to buy pepper spray with tax money, government-subsidized bitch, come lick my shoe soles, fuck you!"

"Bastard, you sons of bitches, let us out right now, or I'll stuff your mouth full and blow your head off! You understand?"

"Hahahahaha!"

Hearing the curses from several leading prisoners, the crowd of prisoners all burst into laughter.

The cell block immediately became incredibly chaotic, with profanity and middle fingers flying everywhere.

Carter and Cohen, the two young guards, were already trembling with fear, their palms sweating as they gripped their batons tightly.

Only George and Lind walked with relatively steady steps.

In fact, George was also surprised by Lind's performance. When the riot happened yesterday, this guy was scared out of his wits, almost crying for his mother.

But why was he suddenly so confident today, showing no change in expression despite the curses?

He was probably just putting on a tough front.

Let's see how long you can keep it up.

George snorted coldly, violently striking the cell door with his baton and said fiercely, "Get back in there! You trash, if you flip me off again I'll break your hand!"

Seeing this, Carter and Cohen also mustered their courage, banging the cell doors with their batons, trying to make the prisoners quiet down a bit.

"Get in there!"

"Quiet!"

"Don't make me put you in solitary."

But the prisoners weren't afraid at all. They nimbly dodged the batons and even pulled down their pants in their cells.

"See that? Woohoo, a bunch of losers! No wonder your wives divorced you!"

Carter and Cohen turned red with anger, their movements and words becoming rougher.

"Calm down! Don't let them provoke you!" George shouted loudly.

Then he turned to those prisoners and shouted, "All of you shut up! Do you want to go to solitary!"

"Roar roar, these stupid pigs only know about solitary confinement."

"Without solitary, they can't do anything!"

"Go ahead and put us all in there, you losers."

The prisoners showed no fear, and the noise got even louder.

Lind watched coldly from behind everyone.

In fact, as soon as he entered the cell block, he noticed there were several ringleaders among these prisoners.

They spoke first, and only then did others follow suit.

Like this Black exhibitionist in front of him.

[Negan Sado]

[Crimes: Raped three girls under 16 and forced them to use drugs, kidnapped multiple children for ransom, sold drugs to students.]

[Evil rating: 28 (Level D)]

[Fear value: 15]

[Weakness: Fears violence]

Due to the current shortage of guards, the 4 serious criminals were also placed in the low-risk cell block on the second floor, living in single cells.

This Negan Sado was one of them. During yesterday's riot, he was the loudest and most active. Lind remembered it clearly.

So when he saw this guy still being so arrogant, he walked to the door.

Just as he was about to speak, a prompt Lind had never seen before suddenly appeared in his vision.

[Sudden Challenge: You believe this trash needs to be severely taught what respect means.]

[Please discipline the prisoner until he begs for mercy. Reward: Basic Force Intimidation]

He didn't expect his own thoughts could also trigger rewards.

That was even better!

After that, Lind slightly covered his nose and mouth, frowned and asked Cohen, "Really pungent. Cohen, do you know why Black people smell so bad that no amount of perfume helps?"

Cohen was stunned, "Why?"

Lind smirked, "So blind people can discriminate against them too."

"Pfft!" Cohen didn't react at first, but when he did, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

After laughing, he quickly straightened his face.

This was racial discrimination!

But he wanted to say it was beautifully discriminatory!

Hearing this, Negan Sado on the opposite side cursed angrily, "Fuck you! You white bitch, gay pig!"

"Shut up!" Lind turned his head and roared, "Bastard born without a father to raise you, your meth face is as dirty as your sister's asshole."

His string of authentic profanity directly stunned everyone around.

"What! Son of a bitch pretty boy!" Negan Sado was furious because he really did have a sister.

He rushed to the cell door, reaching out trying to grab Lind's collar.

"Get lost!" Out of his duty as deputy warden, George shouted once, but deliberately slowed his reaching speed by a step.

He thought, this was a perfect opportunity to let this guy get taught a lesson.

However, just when everyone thought Warden Lind would be frightened, Lind suddenly sneered coldly.

The next second, he grabbed Negan Sado's hand with extremely fast speed, then pressed his elbow and twisted it counterclockwise upward with force!

"Crack!" The sound of bones dislocating rang in everyone's ears.

"Ahh!" Negan Sado immediately screamed in pain.

After twisting his arm, Lind still wasn't satisfied. He directly grabbed Negan's hair from behind the cell door and slammed him against the iron bars.

Once, twice, three times!

He directly smashed Negan until his head was bloody and he was in a wretched state.

"Ah, ah... ah! Let go! You bastard!" Negan didn't expect this guy to be even more vicious than himself, without any hesitation, just like those cold-blooded guys in gangs who tortured rival gang members.

Hearing his voice, Lind finally withdrew his hand and let go of him.

Negan pulled back his arm, rolling around on the ground in pain.

Carter, Cohen, and George stood to the side watching in stunned silence.

Who said their warden was timid? Their warden was incredibly bold!

Directly beating a criminal in prison!

If the state Department of Corrections found out, there would be legal trouble.

But Carter and Cohen felt exhilarated and relieved inside.

This was right!

Why should criminals be allowed to be arrogant while guards had to be submissive, not even allowed to fight back!

Both of them were in their twenties, at the age when they hated evil the most. If George hadn't stopped them before, they would have wanted to severely beat these bastard criminals long ago.

However, just when they thought things would probably end here, Lind suddenly said to Carter, "Open the door."

"Warden, what?" Carter thought he had heard wrong.

"I told you to open the door!" Lind shouted, and Carter immediately took out the keys.

"Edward, what are you going to do?" George became anxious, feeling an uneasy sensation that things were getting out of control.

Lind turned his head, his face fierce, "Listen, George, disciplining criminals isn't charity work. If you want these beasts who deserve to go to hell to wake up, there's only one way, and that's to treat them with even more cruel methods!"

After speaking, he snatched the keys and baton from Carter's hands and opened the door directly.

Hearing the door open, Negan struggled to get up, but was kicked down by Lind with a kick to the head.

Immediately after, Lind raised the baton and swung it down hard at Negan's head!

"Bang!"

Crimson blood splattered on the wall and on Lind's leather shoes.

But Lind was completely oblivious, just swinging the baton on his own!

"Smack, smack, smack!"

Negan felt his nose bridge get broken first, then his good arm got fractured, and finally his calves and toes were all destroyed.

He had no choice but to curl up like a shrimp.

The originally ear-piercing wails turned into painful whimpers after a few minutes.

"Spare me... please... don't."

Seeing him like this, Lind had no thought of softening his heart.

Because this guy didn't deserve forgiveness. What he had done to those victimized girls was a shadow that might take them a lifetime to escape from.

Yet his sentence was only a short 7 years.

Because the damn police couldn't find evidence of his rapes and only prosecuted him for drug dealing.

Damn it, shitty society, shitty laws.

Since these useless people couldn't punish criminals, then he would!

After several more hits, Lind finally stopped.

Looking at the bloody and mangled Black criminal, Lind turned and threw the baton to Carter.

Carter instinctively stepped back and almost didn't catch the baton.

Then Lind walked out of the single cell.

At this point, other criminals in the cell block had stopped their cursing. They were probably a bit scared, and most didn't dare to stick their necks out anymore.

Only a few criminals were shouting, saying they would sue Lind to the state Department of Corrections for violating human rights.

Hearing this, Lind sneered coldly.

Indeed, only when facing power and violence did these pieces of trash immediately become timid.

After scanning around, Lind took out a white handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the blood off his leather shoes, then threw it on the ground.

Then he instructed Cohen, "Bandage this guy up, then take him to the interrogation room. I want to personally question him."

"Yes, Warden!" Cohen stood straight with a meticulous attitude.

After Negan Sado was taken away by Cohen, Lind looked at George with a half-smile, "Now, they should learn to shut up."

George looked at Lind, whose cheeks were stained with blood that he himself hadn't noticed, and cold sweat slightly broke out on his back.

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