An eerie chuckle lingered in the cell.
Nashatov and the other four prisoners were all dumbfounded.
Was Mr. Hughes… crazy?
Nashatov was going out of his mind.
He thought he made his point clear enough and Jack would give up on his intention to leave.
He didn’t expect it would end up this way!
In fact, the status of each cell in the prison area had to do with the strength of the strongest inmate in the cell.
The higher the strongest inmate ranked in the unit, the higher the status and more resources would be available to the cell.
Nashatov was the strongest inmate in their cell before Jack showed up. But he was nowhere near the top when compared to the rest of the prison areas.
However, their cell’s ranking in the unit skyrocketed since Jack showed his strength in the past three days.
The cell’s ranking would drop back down if Jack was beaten to death in the battles.
So Nashatov tried to talk him out of it again, “You better think twice about this, Mr. Hughes. None of the ten Alpha Wolves is any weaker than Demeter.”
Jack’s brows furrowed.
But the fighting spirit in his eyes was flourishing.
He was no match to Demeter.
Based on what Nashatov just said, if he were to fight all ten Alpha Wolves in deathmatches, he would definitely end up dying in the arena even if God was standing by his side.
But that didn’t scare him at all!
Jack suddenly laughed.
Which made Nashatov feel he was out of his wits.
Jack said slowly with a resolute tone, “I will fight for my wife, my mom and my brothers!”
With that said.
Jack got up and walked up to the cell’s doorway.
“I, Jack Hughes, want to do deathmatch!”
Boom!
His calm and steady voice bombarded the unit like a roaring thunder.
After a few moments of silence.
The whole unit burst into an uproar.
Everyone was cheering, whistling and screaming.
It was so loud as if going to blow off the roof of the unit.
“My God! Is this guy crazy?”
“That’s so reckless, did I hear that right? He wanted to do deathmatches?”
“You want to challenge the ten Alpha Wolves? Who do you think you are? Or are you simply sick of living already?”
“Good job, boy! You literally broke my perception on the freshies!”
……
At the gateway of the prison.
As soon as they heard this jaw dropping news, the police unit immediately reported it to Demeter, who was back at his office.
After hearing the news.
Demeter’s sideburns were trembling, his eyes filled with horror.
“This… this crazy boy! He thinks he is as strong as Brent? Damn it!”
“It took Brent one year to walk out of Black Hell, and he barely made it out alive. This boy can’t even beat me, what makes him think he can do deathmatches with the ten Alpha Wolves?”
Bam!
Completely frustrated, Demeter smashed his cup at the floor.
The reason he hinted Jack the way to leave Black Hell.
Was to give him hope.
So that he would train himself and become strong enough to fight his way out of this place.
But at this moment, just a few minutes after Demeter left the prison area, came this news of Jack doing deathmatches.
This was simply ridiculous.
“Stop them! Stop them right now!”
Demeter berated sternly, “There was a saying a supreme fighter emerges every ten years. He thinks he is the chosen one?”
However, the patrol unit seemed to be in a dilemma, “Boss, we never forbid any deathmatch here in Black Hell. And they probably have already started the battle.”
This remark struck a chord in Demeter.
He immediately stormed out of his office.
The value of a person’s life was worth less than a sheet of paper here in Black Hell.
Corpses got carried out of the prison every single day. Some were beaten to death, some were schemed to death, and some died out of illness or starvation.
It was just a daily phenomenon in Black Hell.
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