Chapter 163: The Two Brothers, Inseparable
Yan Luo did seem formidable, but Nan Xun felt the others were exaggerating a bit.
Thinking of something, Du Pan suddenly said, “Sixth, I saw you giving Yan Luo the cold shoulder today. He didn’t make things hard for you, did he? Well, that figures—being the King of Hell’s little brother isn’t that easy. If you’ve got any grievances, just swallow them, yeah.”
Nan Xun pressed his lips together, not wanting to speak. In the end, he pulled Third Brother out with him.
Du Pan quickly reminded them, “Make sure you’re back before ten. If you get turned into a sieve, I’m not going to collect your bodies—”
Before ten at night, inmates could wander around the cell block. After that, you might be treated as someone attempting an escape and get riddled with bullets by the guards on night watch.
Nan Xun dragged his brainless fanboy, Third Brother, along to wander aimlessly, supposedly to get familiar with the prison layout.
Third Brother laughed helplessly. “Sixth, why do you insist on wandering around in the middle of the night? The prison’s just these few places—what’s there to see?”
If he hadn’t known that Sixth had some skills, and if they weren’t walking along a main path, he definitely wouldn’t have come out with him. After all, bloody incidents could easily happen in prison at night.
“We’ll head back soon. I’m just in a bad mood and wanted to take a walk.”
Hearing that, Third Brother immediately shut up and quietly accompanied him for a lap.
When they passed a small landscaped area, the two suddenly heard some noises.
Third Brother’s face changed. He shouted in a low voice, “Sixth, go—now!”
Nan Xun nodded, and the two quietly turned around to leave.
Just then, moans and gasps came from the bushes.
Nan Xun and Third Brother, who had thought a bloody murder was happening there: …
Nan Xun looked at Third Brother, completely dumbfounded.
Although Nan Xun had known such things would happen frequently once he came in, he hadn’t expected to encounter it so soon.
He bent down and peered through the gap between two landscaped trees.
With that one glance, his face instantly turned as red as a monkey’s backside.
He’d stumbled upon a different kind of “crime scene.”
Not murder—which made both of them breathe a sigh of relief.
Third Brother tugged at Nan Xun. After exchanging a look, the two of them took off running.
If something like that got interrupted, the people involved would definitely be furious.
Neither Nan Xun nor Third Brother wanted to cause trouble.
However, they hadn’t run more than a few steps when a cold, deep voice sounded behind them. “Stop! You think you can just leave after watching?”
At those words, the two ran even faster.
The man charged forward in a few long strides, locked onto Nan Xun, and threw a punch at him.
Nan Xun turned back and caught the punch, then kicked out.
Unexpectedly, not only did the kick miss, his hand was also numbed by the force of the punch.
借着路灯的灯光, Nan Xun saw the man’s face clearly. His heart skipped, and he silently cursed his bad luck.
It was Ji He, the tyrant of Block B!
The other person in the bushes also came out—a beautiful young man in his early twenties. Third Brother recognized him: the “prison beauty” of Block B, a dodder flower living by clinging to the tyrant.
Third Brother yanked Sixth behind him and forced a smile. “Boss Ji, Sixth is new and doesn’t know the rules. Please don’t lower yourself to his level, heh.”
Although Sixth had beaten Scarface, that victory involved the other man underestimating him. And Boss Ji was definitely stronger than Scarface. Third Brother really didn’t want Sixth to get finished off here.
Seeing Third Brother stand in front of him, Nan Xun felt a warm stir in his heart. He stepped out on his own and apologized, “Boss Ji, Third Brother and I really just passed by accidentally. We didn’t mean to disturb you. Please be magnanimous and let us go.”
Ji He had an arm around the prison beauty. His gaze fell on Nan Xun, and suddenly he smiled. “The new prison beauty from Block A?”
Nan Xun’s mouth twitched, but he didn’t refute it.
“Since it was accidental, then forget it,” Ji He said, his dark gaze still lingering on Nan Xun.
Hearing that, Third Brother grabbed Nan Xun and turned to run.
Even after running a long distance, Nan Xun could still feel that naked gaze on his back, making his spine go cold.
His foot slipped, and he nearly fell flat on his face.
The two returned to the cell, panting. Nan Xun immediately asked, “That Ji He likes men? Holy crap, that’s the first real one I’ve ever seen. I’d only heard about it before.”
After hearing what they’d gone through, the others in the cell laughed with schadenfreude.
“Sixth, you’re done for. That Ji He probably has his eye on you,” Fourth Brother said.
“Don’t worry too much, Sixth. I’ve heard Boss Ji from Block B doesn’t like forcing things. As long as you don’t agree, he won’t do anything to you,” Fifth Brother said.
Nan Xun shuddered.
“He’s not, you know… that kind, right?” Nan Xun asked.
Second Brother shrugged. “Who knows? In fact, there aren’t that many people like that. A lot of them are just fooling around. After all, this prison’s full of male animals. Men are creatures ruled by their lower halves—helping each other out between bros is pretty normal.”
Nan Xun: …
Seeing him freeze, Second Brother slung an arm around his shoulder and grinned. “If you ever have that kind of need, Sixth, I can help.”
Nan Xun jabbed his elbow into Second Brother’s stomach. Second Brother immediately doubled over, clutching his gut, his face scrunched up as if he were about to puke bile.
After dealing with Second Brother, Nan Xun carried his basin to the washroom. He quickly washed up and climbed back onto his top bunk.
Nan Xun lay there with his eyes open for a long time. Later, he seemed to work something out. Once he closed his eyes, he fell asleep—and slept soundly.
Early the next morning, Nan Xun got up to the familiar bell, sprinted up to the fourth floor, and knocked on the door of Cell 419.
The moment Yan Luo opened the door, he saw the kid smiling brilliantly, showing a row of pearly white teeth. It made him want to knock on those teeth a couple of times.
The kid’s moods really did come and go in a flash. Just yesterday he’d been sulking at him, and now early this morning he was smiling like a little idiot.
Yan Luo held back—then couldn’t. He reached out and ruffled the fluffy head a few times, then draped an arm around the kid’s shoulders and headed downstairs.
During that morning run, Nan Xun tried his best to keep up with Yan Luo’s pace. The result was that after a dozen laps, he was exhausted like a dog.
Yan Luo found it hilarious. He slung an arm around his panting little brother’s shoulders and laughed all the way back.
In the blink of an eye, two months passed. Inmates in both Block A and Block B all knew that the tyrant of Block A, the King of Hell, had taken in a little brother—close beyond belief, bringing him everywhere. Morning runs, meals, work, showers—hell, even going to the bathroom together.
If everyone hadn’t known that the King of Hell was straight as an arrow, they would’ve thought he was gay!
This all traced back to a certain day, when the prison beauty of Block A had taken the initative—only for the King of Hell to be utterly disgusted. On the spot, he broke that prison beauty’s arm and leg.
That prison beauty was pitiful too. He was small to begin with, about 1.7 meters tall, and physically weak. After that incident, he was left with lingering injuries, and within a few months, he fell ill and died.
After that, people kept trying to seduce the King of Hell. Without exception, all of them ended up with broken arms or legs.
