The City’s Strongest Son-in-law

Chapter 699: Chapter 700: Another Arena Match

Su Changfeng sat down and closed his eyes to rest. He didn’t reveal his identity in front of Pangolin, because he was worried that he’d receive special treatment from Purgatory. If Pangolin knew his true identity, it might become impossible for Pangolin to hide their relationship, possibly causing trouble for him.

”My God, you’re brave to face that guy directly,” Liu Chao returned to Pangolin, full of admiration and awe.

Pangolin found a place to sit in the corner, and his legs started to feel weak, not as imposing as he looked.

”What did he talk to you about?” Liu Chao asked curiously.

”He just asked about how familiar I am with Purgatory,” Pangolin said.

Liu Chao frowned and said, ”Is that guy planning to escape? Considering the way Purgatory is targeting him, he’s bound to lose his life here sooner or later, and there’s no way to get out, right?”

Pangolin didn’t disagree, as escaping was difficult even without the special targeting from Purgatory. Not to mention, there were likely many people watching his every move, reducing his chances of escape.

Just then, another earthquake occurred.

Liu Chao cursed, ”Don’t know what these Purgatory folks have in their heads, to actually build a prison underground! Aren’t they worried about an earthquake collapsing it? Being buried alive would be a suffocating way to die.”

The earthquake continued, but no one showed signs of panic. Clearly, everyone had become accustomed to the daily tremors as they were to eating and drinking, but this made Su Changfeng even more curious.

Such frequent earthquakes, yet Purgatory remains so solid—it seems unscientific. If this place were truly underground, the earthquake’s strength would undoubtedly be more intense.

Unless this so-called Purgatory Prison was misunderstood by the public, in other words, Purgatory released a smokescreen.

Just as the outdoor time ended, all the prisoners ran off as if they were unwilling to be in the same place as Su Changfeng.

Soon, only Su Changfeng was left. Faced with this situation, he felt a bit helpless.

The people in Purgatory were some of the world’s most vicious criminals. Before entering, Su Changfeng thought the prisoners here would be very tough, but it turned out they were all pushovers. It was quite unexpected.

But it’s understandable, in reality. No matter how arrogant or flamboyant one was before, after experiencing Purgatory’s solitary confinement, they had no choice but to comply with Purgatory.

Purgatory is like a polishing factory. No matter how sharp these people were, after spending some time here, Purgatory would smooth out their edges, making them more tactful because nobody wants to suffer or be placed in solitary confinement.

Back at his cell, Su Changfeng took off his hood, and his face was badly injured from Wilson’s kick, making it hard to discern Su Changfeng’s true appearance.

Su Changfeng had already contemplated the earlier issues. He was certain there’s something fishy going on here, but proving it was undoubtedly a tricky matter.

He couldn’t move freely for now, even with specific areas to explore, they were limited. Moreover, there were Purgatory personnel guarding them.

Su Changfeng attached particular importance to Zone A, as Ye Qingtian hadn’t appeared in Zone B. If he were truly in Purgatory, Zone A must be where he is held.

Suddenly, Su Changfeng felt a sense of helplessness. Against Purgatory, no matter how strong his abilities, they were unusable, and he couldn’t fight Purgatory alone.

Su Changfeng also considered recruiting the prisoners inside Purgatory, but deciding whom to trust posed another problem. If someone he recruited betrayed him, Purgatory would spare him even less.

Now, every step Su Changfeng took had to be particularly cautious. Mistakes were not an option.

In the following days, Su Changfeng, like other prisoners, went outside during fresh air time, strolled around, and returned to his cell to reflect on what he noticed. The only difference between him and others was the iron chains on his ankles. His mere presence terrified other inmates.

Su Changfeng’s demonic image had already been successfully crafted in Purgatory. Nobody dared provoke him, especially since he defeated Wilson, unless they were tired of living.

Days passed unknowingly; to Su Changfeng, it felt like a long time. He couldn’t tell how long it had been. Living disconnected from the outside world could easily cause one to feel lost.

On a day when it wasn’t time to go outside, Su Changfeng’s cell door unexpectedly opened, startling him.

After some peaceful times, what was inevitable finally arrived.

Two foreigners holding electric shock guns took Su Changfeng out of his cell, leading him back to the arena he’d been to once before.

Soon, the place was surrounded by prisoners again, but this time, nobody dared look down on Su Changfeng. Instead, there was some sympathy for his opponent.

Even Wilson was no match for him; whoever went against him was doomed to be utterly defeated.

”I just wonder who the unlucky guy is this time, having to face that man in the arena.”

”Now in Purgatory, probably no one can challenge him.”

”The title of Purgatory’s strongest fighter, originally belonging to Wilson, now belongs to this man. I think whoever fights against him might die of fright on the spot.”

To these uninvolved spectators, this was a great opportunity for mockery since they weren’t the ones going up.

Pangolin stood outside the cage, quietly counting the scars on his arms, almost a month since the last fight. Although the occasions weren’t frequent, seeing the hooded man in the arena was thought-provoking.

”I wonder what kind of woman will appear this time,” Liu Chao swallowed and said. In Purgatory, what he awaited most was the arena matches.