The heavy iron door at the deepest part of Zone A-3 was opened by the guards.

A fatty, so overweight he seemed to be oozing grease, huffed and puffed as he walked out.

He held scantily clad women on each arm, their faces showing eager smiles mixed with deep fear, as if they were terrified of the fatty before them. Behind him followed a group of fierce-looking underlings whose eyes glinted menacingly.

"Fatty Gao, let's go. Chief Cao wants to see you," said one of the guards, tightening his grip on his firearm.

"Young man, don't be nervous. I don't kill guards," Fatty Gao said with a cruel smile, pinching the arm of one of the women beside him.

"Cut the crap!" grumbled an older guard with a furrowed brow.

The same scene happened on the other side of Zone A-3.

A man with rolled-up pants, bare-chested, and muscular, his face resolute, was released and escorted by the guards to Cao Dan's office.

…

"Haha, how are you two bosses doing inside recently?"

Cao Dan greeted with a businessman-like courteous smile.

Fatty Gao casually picked up a cigarette from the office desk, lit it, and plopped onto the sofa, crossing his legs. He blew smoke rings leisurely and grunted, "Chief Cao, let's not speak in riddles. Why did you call us here?"

Iron Hand wore a cold expression; he actually despised people like Cao Dan who toady to powerful figures.

"Hehe, whether outside or here, you two bosses are doing splendidly,"

Cao Dan started with flattering words.

Iron Hand frowned. If it weren't for the fact that even mighty dragons must succumb to local snakes, he would definitely turn and leave, as he detested seeing Cao Dan's sycophantic face.

"Just say whatever nonsense you have," Iron Hand said coldly, furrowing his brow.

A flicker of anger appeared in Cao Dan's eyes, but he promptly replaced it with a smile that felt like a spring breeze.

There was somewhat of an advantage with this kind of person; no matter how angry they got, they would opt for maximizing interests.

If there were benefits to gain, they would certainly kneel to imitate a dog's bark without a hitch, as a grandson.

"Hehe, having you two bosses here is because there is something I hope you can do," Cao Dan chuckled.

Fatty Gao puffed away nonchalantly, not in haste.

Since Cao Dan had a favor to ask of him, he naturally intended to wait out for better conditions, not take the initiative lest he wouldn't gain any benefits.

"What is it?" Iron Hand was clearly the straightforward type.

Cao Dan chuckled again. He actually preferred dealing with Iron Hand. In his understanding, people like Iron Hand were merely drifters, big chests, little brain.

"It's like this, recently, someone was brought in here."

"This guy's name is Lin Hai, particularly annoying."

"I want you two bosses to do me a favor and make Lin Hai disappear like air."

After a pause, Cao Dan smiled and threw an olive branch: "Of course, I won't let you busy yourselves for nothing."

"Oh? What kind of strength does this Lin Hai have?" Fatty Gao cunningly asked.

If he was formidable, Fatty Gao wouldn't dare provoke him, no matter the potential benefits.

Fatty Gao survived this far by sticking to one principle: To earn money while ensuring one stays alive to spend it.

"Hehe, this kid's strength is nothing; he's merely around a First-class Expert."

"Boss Gao, with those two great Vajra under your command, he could be easily crushed till he kneels without a fight," Cao Dan goaded.

"Oh? Just a First-class Expert?" Fatty Gao seemed to lose interest; he himself was Super First-class.

Cao Dan noticed Fatty Gao's thought and smiled, saying, "Don't just look at him as First-class trash. But, Boss Gao, listen to me."

"After the task is completed, I won't neglect rewarding the brothers."

"Oh? What kind of reward?" Fatty Gao glanced sideways and asked.

"Hehe, I can significantly enhance your benefits," Cao Dan replied with a smile.

Improved benefits are the greatest interest within the Heavenly Prison.

Benefits encompass every aspect.

Simply put, as long as benefits improve, you'll gain great advantages in all aspects.

For instance, Heavenly Prison also has Erotic Massages, so one could enjoy plenty of girls.

Besides, items like cigars, gourmet food, luxury cells, internet time, movie-watching restrictions could all be lifted.

These may not matter to people outside the real world, but for those inside the Heavenly Prison, they have great allure.

Cao Dan dared to assure Cao Zhongzheng he would eliminate Lin Hai precisely because he could keenly grasp the psychological activities of prisoners within the Heavenly Prison.

Iron Hand pondered, then suddenly asked Cao Dan, "Why was Lin Hai brought in here?"

"Haha, he offended someone he shouldn't have."

"You both know I'm from the Yanjing Cao Family. Lin Hai dared to offend our Young Master Cao and even joined others to injure Young Master Cao, so he must die."

Cao Dan replied.

"Oh? What was his previous profession?"

"A security guard, a laborer. Oh, yes, he was a retired soldier once, seemed to be defending the border," Cao Dan answered.

"Did he do anything else bad?" Iron Hand asked again.

Cao Dan shook his head: "Nothing else, the kid's brain is almost useless, hardly knows how the illicit side works."

After speaking, Cao Dan's eyes revealed a deep disdain for Lin Hai.

"I won't do this," Iron Hand immediately refused decisively.

"Why not?"

"Because my life was once saved by a soldier."

"Moreover, soldiers defending the border endure hardship and danger concurrently, such people deserve admiration, not to be killed."

Iron Hand replied.

Cao Dan was stunned, then stubbornly persuaded, "Iron Hand Boss, this is a good opportunity, please consider. Enhancing benefits is a rare chance."

Iron Hand still shook his head: "I just can't stand you sacrificing your character for interest, that's why I killed corrupt officials and ended up locked here."

Cao Dan's complexion became unsightly, but Iron Hand wasn't someone he could touch. Should he touched Iron Hand, it might provoke rebellion among his inner-circle subordinates.

"If this task is something Iron Hand Brother won't do, then I might consider it," Fatty Gao spoke timely.

"Haha, I knew Boss Gao is a sensible person; Brother Iron Hand is too principled." Cao Dan chuckled.

As long as there's someone willing to do it.

"But, what are these benefits?" Fatty Gao's priority was interests.

"All living aspects' benefits, I'll enhance by ten percent," Cao Dan said.

"Thirty percent."

"No way, that's too much, at most fifteen percent," Cao Dan shook his head.

"Twenty percent, any less and I won't do it. Iron Hand won't do it, I won't either; do you think anyone else can be counted on?" Fatty Gao replied without fear.

Cao Dan cursed inwardly for greed but gritted his teeth and nodded: "Fine, twenty percent!"

"Deal!"

"Vice Chief Cao, during tomorrow's exercise, I'll personally take Lin Hai's head, how about it?"

"Haha, then I'll await Boss Gao's good news."