Chapter 1320: Starting Today, I Am the Boss

Inside a luxurious private room at No. 1 Club, John stood respectfully before a Caucasian Old Man.

"Family Head, your plan is proceeding very smoothly. It's just that at the very end, that Huaxia person didn't resist. This is the only regret."

The Caucasian Old Man lit a cigar, taking a leisurely puff. He was Creston, the current head of the Brown Family.

Tonight's setup was personally arranged by him, having Barkley humiliate the Huaxia waiter to provoke Ye Bufan. The only unexpected thing was the relationship between Lan Bingyu and him, but this had no impact on the overall situation.

After a while, he slowly exhaled a large smoke ring.

"You're right, it is a bit of a shame. If he had killed all those Public Security Bureau officers on the spot, then Apple City could have sealed Angel Pharmaceuticals, and all the properties there would have belonged to our Brown Family.

But it doesn't matter. Although it will be a bit more troublesome later, he has already fallen into our trap. Angel Pharmaceuticals is already ours for the taking."

John respectfully asked, "Family Head is wise. What should we do next?"

Creston said, "It's very simple. Proceed according to the previous plan. Let Ye Bufan feel despair inside, and slowly he will agree to our demands."

John said, "Family Head, given that kid's relationship with the Lawrence Family, I'm afraid George, that Old thing, will intervene."

"Is it useful?" Creston showed a triumphant expression. "The trap I set is a dead end. Even if George himself steps forward, it's useless.

If he had killed an ordinary person, perhaps he could have pulled some strings, but now the one who died is Barkley of the Field Family. Even if the Lawrence Family steps forward, they will be powerless."

John said fawningly, "Family Head's plan is indeed brilliant."

Creston said, "Go notify the Field Family and prepare to negotiate with them. I don't care what terms they offer, but we must get Angel Pharmaceuticals.

I estimate Lu Banxia won't last much longer and will soon come knocking."

"Yes, Family Head!"

John assented, turned, and left.

Creston stood by the window with his cigar, his expression growing more triumphant.

"Ye Bufan, I don't care how great your achievements are in Huaxia, but coming to Apple City, you are destined to be trampled underfoot by me."

After Ye Bufan got into the police car, he was taken to the nearest Public Security Bureau. After only a brief procedure, he was sent to prison not long after.

It was clear that the other party had already made the necessary preparations.

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In the western suburbs of Apple City, there is an extremely large building, surrounded by high walls and electric fences, looking eerie with Yin Qi.

This is the notorious maximum-security prison in the entire M Country, also known as Hell in the Sunlight. Only the most heinous criminals are incarcerated here.

In M Country, there is generally no death penalty. Even if a death sentence is handed down, it cannot be executed within a short time, and most of these people are confined here.

Ye Bufan was sent here. After the two Public Security Bureau officers completed the procedures, they sneered, "Huaxia person, we wish you a pleasant stay here."

He smiled back at the two of them, "I also think I'll have a very pleasant stay here."

"Hope you can still smile later."

The two Public Security Bureau officers left after speaking, and Ye Bufan was escorted by two prison guards into the cell.

The area was entirely cast from reinforced concrete, never seeing sunlight, appearing both eerie and sturdy.

The surrounding cells used steel bars thicker than a child's arm, and the inmates within, each with a fierce expression, scrutinized the new arrival with unfriendly gazes.

Ye Bufan didn't seem to care much. He kept smiling and greeting those people along the way, as if he were a tourist.

"Come on, send that pretty boy over here. I'm going to have a good time…"

"This Huaxia person looks fair-skinned and tender; he must be very comfortable to use…"

Some inmates with particular preferences looked at Ye Bufan with glowing eyes, continuously teasing him.

"All of you, shut the Hell up."

A Big Beard prison guard waved the rubber stick in his hand, scolding them repeatedly, which made them behave a bit more.

Soon, Ye Bufan was sent into the darkest cell at the end of the corridor, and the other inmates immediately showed surprised expressions.

It was known that this was Cell No. 1 of the entire prison. Only the most heinous criminals, those who could not be confined in other cells, would be sent there. The danger level inside was unimaginable.

They couldn't understand why this clean-cut Huaxia person, having just arrived, was sent to Cell No. 1. What kind of crime had he committed, or what kind of important person had he provoked?

"It's over, what a pity for such a fair and tender Little fellow."

The inmates in other cells shook their heads and sighed. No matter who it was, once locked in there, there was no hope of coming out alive.

Big Beard opened the door, pushed him in, and then slammed the cell door shut with a clang.

After Ye Bufan entered, he looked around

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and found that this place was different from other cells. It was entirely poured with reinforced concrete, with no windows, no gaps, and even the steel bars on the cell door were twice as thick as those in other cells.

"Kid, what are you looking at? Do you understand the rules here? Since you're here, kneel down for this Old Man."

The speaker was a tall and burly Caucasian man. This guy was covered in tattoos from head to toe, looking fierce and extremely menacing.

"Are you talking to me?"

In such a place, Ye Bufan naturally wouldn't be polite in the slightest. He slapped the guy across the face, sending him flying through the air and crashing against the wall behind him with a bang.

At this, the inmates in the cell exploded. Each of them, like a rabid beast, was about to pounce together.

"All of you, behave yourselves!"

The speaker was a One-Eyed Dragon. Although this guy only had one eye left, his fierce glare was intimidating.

"Yes, Boss!"

The One-Eyed Dragon was clearly the Boss of this cell. After he spoke, everyone else became obedient and well-behaved, not daring to show the slightest dissatisfaction.

Ye Bufan scanned him with his Divine Sense. No wonder this guy could become the cell Boss; he was a Martial Artist, and his cultivation was not low, having reached the Earth Rank Late Stage.

The One-Eyed Dragon's grizzled face, covered in flesh, showed a strange smile, "Little brother, welcome to Cell No. 1. Since you're here, we're Family now."

The others were all startled. Having been here for so long, this was the first time they had seen the Boss being so polite to someone. They didn't understand what was going on.

Ye Bufan, however, couldn't be bothered with these things. The other party had directly sent him to prison, and to this rather special cell; if they said there was no arrangement to kill him, he wouldn't believe it.

But none of this was important. In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies were but fleeting clouds.

"I announce that from today onwards, I am the Boss here. All of you, behave yourselves."

Ye Bufan scanned the people in front of him, "From now on, I have three rules. First, you must be respectful to me and behave yourselves.

Second, I prefer that you keep your mouths shut most of the time.

Third, I hate trouble the most. If any of you cause me trouble, you'll bear the consequences!"

"Kid, what are you saying? Say it again if you dare!"

The twenty-odd people locked in the cell were all heinous criminals. Seeing a newcomer trying to dominate, these people immediately erupted.