this matter anymore. The death of the core members was a feast for some peripheral relatives and other members, and everyone started scrambling for the benefits of the Yan family, turning the whole th...In a luxurious private room at Club No. 1, John stood respectfully before an old white man.

"Master, your plan is proceeding very smoothly. The only regret is that the Chinese man at the end did not resist."

An old white man lit a cigar and took a leisurely puff, his expression serene. He was Creston, the patriarch of the Brown family.

Tonight's game was all his doing, he had Barkley humiliated the Chinese service staff to anger Ye Bufan. The only surprise was the relationship between Lan Bingyu and him, but it didn't affect the overall situation.

After a while, he slowly exhaled a huge plume of smoke.

You're right, it is a pity. If he had killed all those security guards right there, then Apple City would have been able to shut down Angel Pharmaceuticals, and all their assets would have belonged to our Brown family.

But it's okay, even though things might be a bit more complicated later on, he's already fallen into our trap. Angel Pharmaceuticals is ours for the taking.

John respectfully asked, “Wise master, what shall we do next”

Kreston said, "It's simple. We follow the original plan and make Ye Bufan feel despair within. Slowly, he will agree to our demands."

John said, "Master, with that boy's connection to the Laurence family, I'm afraid old George will interfere."

"Useful" Creston smiled smugly. "I've set a trap that even George himself couldn't escape."

If the victim had been an ordinary person, he might have been able to cover it up, but now that it's Barclay of the Field family, even if the Lawrence family intervened, they would be helpless.

John fawned, "Master, that's a brilliant idea indeed."

Crestton said, "Go and tell the Field family to prepare for negotiations. I don't care what terms they offer, Angel Pharmaceuticals must be brought over."

I reckon Lu Banxia won't last long either, he'll be at our door soon enough.

"Yes, Master!"

John agreed with a nod and turned to leave.

Kreighton walked to the window with his cigar, a smug look spreading across his face.

"Ye Bufan, no matter how accomplished you are in China, when you come to Apple City, you're destined to be trampled under my feet."

After Ye Bufan got into the police car, he was taken to the nearest police station. He just went through some procedures and was sent to prison soon after.

It's clear the other party was well-prepared. There's a massive building on the western outskirts of Apple City, surrounded by high walls and electric fences. It looks ominous.

This is the infamous maximum-security prison in M Country, also known as "Hell in the Sunlight". It houses some of the most dangerous criminals imaginable.

In the U.S., there is generally no death penalty, and even if someone is sentenced to death, it cannot be carried out in a short period of time. Most of these people are imprisoned here.

Yè Bùfàn was then sent here. After the two security guards finished the paperwork, they sneered: "Chinese person, have a pleasant stay here."

He also smiled at the two people: "I think I'll have a good time here too."

"I hope you can still laugh later."

After the two guards finished speaking, they left. Ye Bufan was pressed by two jailers and walked into the cell.

Here, everything is made of reinforced concrete, poured and sealed. There's no sunlight here all year round. It looks both eerie and solid.

The surrounding cells used steel bars thicker than a child's arm, and the prisoners inside each had vicious expressions, sizing up this new arrival with hostile eyes.

Ye Bufan didn't care much. He walked along, smiling and greeting the people he passed, just like a tourist visiting for the first time.

"Come on, bring that little white face here. I want to enjoy myself..."

"This Han Chinese person looks delicate and soft, they must feel very comfortable to use..."

Some of the inmates with peculiar tastes looked at Ye Bufan's eyes gleaming, and kept provoking him verbally.

"Shut the ** up, all of you."

A burly jailer with a bushy beard brandished his rubber truncheon, barking orders and finally silencing the unruly crowd.

Very soon, Ye Bufan was sent to the darkest cell at the end of the corridor. The other prisoners were instantly surprised.

To know that was cell number one in the entire prison, where only the most ruthless and dangerous criminals were sent, those who could not be held in any other cell block. The level of danger inside was unimaginable.

They don't understand why this pure and innocent Chinese person, just arrived here, was sent to cell number one. What kind of sin did he commit Or what bigwig did he offend

"Oh well, it's a shame about such a cute little thing."

The other inmates shook their heads and sighed, for anyone who was locked up there had no hope of ever coming out alive.

The burly guard flung open the door, pushing him inside before slamming the cell door shut with a clang.

After Ye Bufan entered, he looked around and found that this place was different from other prison cells. It was entirely made of reinforced concrete, with no windows or gaps. Even the steel bars on the cell door were twice as thick as those in other cells.

"What are you looking at, kid Don't you know the rules here Since you're here, get down on your knees!"

The speaker was a tall, muscular white man. He was covered in tattoos from head to toe, and his face looked fierce and intimidating.

"Are you talking to me"

Having arrived at this point, Ye Bufan naturally wouldn't be the least bit polite. With a single slap, he sent the man flying through the air, who crashed into the wall behind him with a resounding bang.

Suddenly, the prisoners in the cell went wild, like frenzied beasts, ready to pounce all at once.

"Shut the **** up!"

The speaker was a one-eyed man, and although he had only one eye, his gaze was fierce and intimidating.

"Yes, boss!"

The one-eyed man was obviously the boss of this cell. After he spoke, the others were obedient and respectful, not daring to show any discontent.

Ye Bufan used his divine sense to scan, no wonder this guy could become the boss of the cell, he was a martial artist, and his cultivation level was not low, already reaching the late stage of the Earth Rank.

The one-eyed man, with a cruel smile on his weathered face, said, "Welcome to cell number 1, little brother. From now on, we're family."

Everyone else was taken aback. They had been here for so long and never saw the boss be so polite to anyone before. They didn't understand what was going on.

Ye Bufan was too lazy to pay attention to these things. The other party had directly sent him to prison and even to this rather special cell. If he didn't believe that it wasn't arranged for him to be killed, he wouldn't believe anything.

But none of this matters in the face of absolute power.

"I declare, from today onwards, I am the boss here. All of you better behave yourselves."

Ye Bufan scanned the people before him, "From now on, I set three rules. First, everyone must be respectful to me and obey me."

Second, I like to keep your mouths shut at all times.

Third, I hate trouble the most. Whoever causes me trouble will face the consequences!

"Hey, what did you just say Say it again!"

The twenty or so people in the cell, all hardened criminals, immediately revolted when they saw a newcomer trying to act like king.Shen Qiyue chewed thoughtfully, her brow furrowing slightly. "This medicine tastes strange."