Chapter 546: Do You Also Want to Be the Prison Warden?

Wang Xinfa didn't let Du Zhangle speak again, but walked over and embraced Li Hanyu from behind, sighing:

Du Zhangle's eye twitched fiercely; whether these words were sincere or feigned, since Wang Xinfa had said them to his face, he could no longer stir up trouble.

A flash of gloom crossed his eyes, yet a more brilliant smile bloomed on his face:

"Congratulations, Councilor, on gaining Prison Warden Qian such a handsome and fine son."

Inside the fish tank, Qian Huan had not a scrap of skin left, his blood and flesh soaking; no matter how you looked, you couldn't see the words "handsome."

Wang Xinfa and Li Hanyu leaned against each other, looking at the "rotting flesh" in the fish tank, yet both wore expressions of agreement and affection.

Qian Huan seemed moved; the red flesh on his cheek twitched as if electrified, bringing forth a string of tiny blood beads that bloomed into a strange red mist in the nutrient solution.

Du Zhangle stood behind, watching this pair of "parents" show tenderness toward the rotting flesh, and suddenly a wave of physical nausea rose in his stomach.

"Damn it, they say the Hidden Gate is full of man-eating monsters, but the monsters inside the Hidden Gate don't know that the outside world is actually truly... full of monsters everywhere."

Du Zhangle muttered to himself, his smile becoming more and more like a compassionate Maitreya Buddha,

"Fortunately, compared to these monsters, I am not inferior at all, hehe—"

In this world of the Lower City that eats people without spitting out bones, who among those living a rich life isn't a monster wearing human skin?

A few minutes later, Du Zhangle respectfully took his leave; as he departed, he didn't forget to respectfully leave Li Hanyu his business card.

Wang Xinfa stayed a while longer, cuddling and being intimate with Li Hanyu in front of the fish tank for a while.

After Wang Xinfa left, the room door closed again.

The tenderness on Li Hanyu's face froze instantly; she disgustedly wiped the sticky filth from her face.

Then, she roughly pulled off the gauze over her eyes, revealing bloody eye sockets, within which countless resentful black blood seemed to wriggle.

She tidied her clothes, walked back to the sofa and sat down, picked up the medical hotline beside her and dialed, her voice cold as the wind of the extreme north:

"Arrange the surgery; have someone come up immediately to change my glasses."

She had previously endured the intense pain to keep this bloody eye socket, just to act pitiful in front of Wang Xinfa; now that the play was over, she naturally had to quickly restore her most beautiful appearance.

A woman's face is forever a woman's most deadly weapon!

The female nurse on the other end of the phone hurriedly replied:

"Alright, I'll have the surgeon go over right now; the eyes are also prepared—a nineteen-year-old girl, beautiful in appearance, healthy in body, taken while alive, without even anesthesia, guaranteed this eye is pure and flawless..."

Li Hanyu interrupted impatiently:

"I've changed my mind; change the plan. I don't want a natural person's eyes anymore. Being beautiful isn't enough; men's hearts are made of iron, hum..."

Li Hanyu licked the lingering warmth from her lips, coldly laughing again and again:

"The naked eye cannot see through people's hearts; I want to replace it with a prosthetic eye that can see through people's hearts, and even see clearly people's bones..."

When Wang Cong arrived at the hospital.

Li Hanyu had just put on her new prosthetic eyes.

The lead surgeon's skill was superb; the two eyeballs were exactly the same size, and even the color and shape of the pupils were adjusted to perfect symmetry.

But when Wang Cong looked into her eyes, he could keenly sense that one of them exuded an unusual coldness, as if it could penetrate skin and flesh, reaching straight into the depths of the heart.

After changing the prosthetic eyes, Li Hanyu's temperament seemed to have undergone a subtle change, like a beautiful rose that had unexpectedly grown several thorns.

This newly added dangerous aura not only did not diminish her beauty, but instead added a touch of desire to conquer that made people restless.

The desire to conquer belonged to others; Wang Cong had none; he was desensitized to women.

He hadn't even tasted the flavor of flesh before he had already escaped lowly tastes, making life more meaningful!

Ah, thanks to Feng Mu~

Li Hanyu coldly glanced at Wang Cong, her gaze lightly sweeping over the five tall and burly bodyguards behind him.

This team was supposed to replace Shi Wuming to strengthen protection for Qian Huan; now that one was dead and one in a coma, they were naturally no longer needed, but instead became Wang Cong's ostentatious entourage.

This entourage bore Lu Zong's name behind it; in the eyes of those with intent, one could naturally discern some deep meaning.

Wang Cong keenly caught her gaze and immediately put on a somewhat apprehensive smile:

"Please don't misunderstand; all this is Lu Zong's intention."

"Prison Warden Qian unfortunately met with harm; as his most trusted deputy, and the actual proposer and operator of the 'Bajiao Lan' project, Lu Zong is also worried someone might be unfavorable to me."

His words were humble, but between the lines exuded an undisguised sense of pride.

Li Hanyu looked at Wang Cong's feigned fearful expression; through the prosthetic eye that could see through people's hearts, she vaguely saw the heart in his chest, red to the point of blackness.

"What a dog that betrays its master; sure enough, even its heart is black. Just cozying up to a new master, and you can't wait to come here to show off your power?"

Li Hanyu slapped the label of "petty person achieving success" on Wang Cong's forehead, finding this dog's face even more hateful, not inferior to the hideous ugliness of the two Zone Chiefs before their deaths.

She suppressed the anger in her heart and smiled:

"Lu Zong appreciating you is your blessing; you must work hard and not disappoint Lu Zong's efforts."

Wang Cong bent his waist even lower, putting on an act:

"Madam, rest assured; I will do my best. Even if Prison Warden Qian can never wake up, I will definitely carry out his unfinished cause to the end."

Li Hanyu's eyelids twitched violently, then she smiled even more kindly:

"That you can think this way proves my son didn't misjudge you. Although the 'Bajiao Lan' plan was proposed by you, it also condenses my son's efforts, and is even valued by Wang Yiyuan..."

Li Hanyu paused while speaking, staring fixedly at Wang Cong, and smiled:

"From now on, continue to assist Warden Du in the Second Prison to advance the 'Bajiao Lan' plan. If you encounter difficulties along the way, come find me anytime; I will fully support you just as Huan'er supported you!"

The smile on Wang Cong's face suddenly froze, as if his throat had been suddenly pinched, he froze in place:

"Warden Du?"

The smile on Li Hanyu's face became a bit more genuine as she replied:

"Yes, named Du Zhangle, a capable subordinate under Wang Yiyuan. Wang Yiyuan intends to let him take charge of work in the Second Prison."

"Presumably with him presiding, plus your assistance, even if my son remains in a coma, the 'Bajiao Lan' plan will surely proceed smoothly."

Wang Cong's expression management lacked proper heat control, the forced smile he squeezed out looking uglier than crying.

He left with heavy thoughts, and paired with his bloated Gourd, he appeared rather comical in Li Hanyu's eyes.

"Hmph, a clown-like character; perhaps he has some cleverness, but his vision is ultimately too shallow, thinking that with a bit of support from Lu Zong, he dares covet the Prison Warden's position?

Just a dog, yet he wants to climb on the table and scrounge for food, not afraid of bursting his dog stomach."

Li Hanyu compared him with Feng Mu, coldly laughing repeatedly:

"Being a dog, one must be like Feng Mu — loyally devoted; only what the master gives is fit to eat."

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