King Of Hell

wire mesh, surveillance post, searchlight, an abandoned corner; prison uniform, small food tray, serious offenders, a group of forgotten individuals... fraud, oppression, conspiracy; iron blood, loyalty, fists; society, life, destiny

I am the king in prison! Qingxi City. East District. Chengdong Police Station

Bai Xiangyun halted his steps, gazing up at the national emblem atop the main gate. It felt as if a sigh of relief escaped his heart, yet it also seemed to weigh him down a little more. Unconsciously, he shook his head vigorously, took a deep breath, and stepped through the entrance of the police station.

The guard at the duty room heard his somewhat heavy footsteps, lifted his eyelids slightly, and upon seeing him dressed in a smart suit and polished shoes, said nothing and lowered his eyelids again to continue reading his newspaper