The prisoners at the door hissed and looked toward the two figures approaching from a distance, but soon, they realized something was amiss.
The newcomer following behind Zhang Dabao seemed to be wearing a red prison uniform?
"Guys, my eyes aren't deceiving me, right? Why is the newcomer wearing a red prison uniform?"
"Damn, that's a death row inmate!"
"Zhang Dabao, this jinx, brought a death row inmate over!"
"A death row inmate coming to the dungeon and there wasn't any prior whisper? Could it be that the newcomer is some big shot?"
The smiles on the faces of the crowd stiffened. Prisoners in red uniforms were not the kind they could afford to mess with; they were just involved in minor troubles, while those were real threats to life, utterly in a different world.
It seemed their boss was likely to run into big trouble today.
"Cough cough, well, I can get out in two months, everyone understands that, so I'm not staying here, guys, take care of yourselves."