The Conqueror Of Cities!-Chapter 55 "The Fists Rule This Prison" Huh?

55 "The Fists Rule This Prison" Huh?

Seated at a table in front of me was a group of teenagers, adorned with small tattoos, their eyes locking onto mine as I entered. One of them couldn't resist taunting me, "What you looking at pussy? come here, let me eat your little ass bitch boy?"

"Shut your gay ass up bro." My response seemed to stoke his anger even more.

He slammed the metal table, rising from his chair, prepared for a fight.

In a composed manner, I remarked, "You remind me of Muhammed and his dumbass friends," My voice remained steady as I continued,, "And do you know what will happen to you if we fight? The same way Muhammed ended up."

"Who the fuck is Muhammed!" He shouted, his friends standing up and ready to fight as well. One of his friends started screaming, "Do you know who you're messing with, fucker!"

"No, I don't. Please explain. I'm new here," I replied, genuinely curious.

"You're messing with the Cats gang!"

"Cats... gang? PFHHAHAHAHAH," I burst into laughter, "What kind of pussy ass name is that?"

All five boys clenched their teeth and screamed as they charged at me. Before they reached me, I took a deep breath and whispered to myself, "Fine, I'll play with you."

In a flash, I jumped forward, delivering a forceful knee to the first guy's face as he charged. His head recoiled, and he collapsed with a dented face. While still mid-air, I grabbed the faces of the two men beside him, swiftly slamming them into the ground, shattering both the tiles and their skull.

The other two guys stopped in their tracks, stepping back, fear evident in their eyes. "W-Who the fuck are you!!" one of them screamed.

All the other inmates started to gather around us, some whispering, some screaming, some laughing.

"I am Dionis Asani!" I raised my hands like a king. "And from this day forward till six months pass, I shall exterminate anyone who disturbs me!" I shouted, my eyes dominating the crowd, leaving all the other inmates gulping and stepping back.

The last two men started running, but before they could escape, they were swiftly grabbed by the other inmates and placed in front of me on their knees.

Someone with long black hair stood behind them, facing me. "You know the rules of this place, don't ya?!" he shouted at the two men on their knees. "You cannot run from a fight you started nor can you run from a fight. This place is ruled by fists! The Fists reign supreme here," he said, raising his hand clenched up.

All the others surrounding us started cheering and whistling.

"Now then, for their punishment, you shall damage them as you see fit," the long-haired man said with a wide cunning smile.

"Me? Oh, alright," I said, before pulling my pants down and shocking everyone by pissing on the two men. The entire crowd was shocked, but it quickly turned into laughter as I ordered, "Open your mouths!"

"W-W-What?? N-n-no way!"

Butt naked, I kicked the face of the one who protested, breaking his teeths. The other one quickly opened his mouth widely. "Good boy," I sarcastically said.

I finished my pissing on his mouth forcing him to drink all the piss, leaving the crowd astonished and amused by my audacity.

Pulling my pants up I went up the stairs to my cell, where I took a quick nap.

Waking up, I slowly opened my eyes rubbing them, only to see the long-haired guy standing on my bed, looking down at me. "W...What the fuck!!" I said, quickly pushing him away with my legs.

"God dayum! calm down, child." he said, leaping off my bed and standing on the floor, staring me.

"Child? Dude, you're my age. And why the fuck were you staring at me, you fucking weirdo? Answer me now!"

He slowly extended his hand. "Join me, join my gang!"

Still seated on the bed, the blanket covering my legs. I rubbed my head groggily, saying, "What's with all these gangs, bro? Piss off, I ain't joining shit."

"I am the leader of the Bear gang, the strongest in this fuckin' prison. Join my gang, and you'll have power like no other here."

"Bear? Bro, why is every gang named after animals? And why do you all need gangs here? Can't you just chill, eat, and spend your time here in peace?"

"It seems you don't know... The fists rule this prison. People created gangs, so they can fight and earn respect, more food, and privileges. It's not just about survival!"

"Gangs... yeah, just as I expected!" I thought to myself before replying, "I ain't going to join your childish games. These gangs don't have any value outside the juvenile prison. You ain't gonna live here forever, isn't it better to make plans for when you get out, considering you have infinite free time here."

"No. You don't know the horror of this prison yet. Rape, murder, blackmail... everything imaginable happens here. Making and joining gangs isn't just for more privileges and food but for protection so nothing happens to you."

"I see, well thank you for the offer, but I am the type of person who creates his own road not follow a road that has been made by someone already."

"Hmm, well then... if you change your mind, please do inform me."

"Alright," I replied, and just as he was about to leave the cell, I called out to him, "Yo! What's your name?"

He turned his head slowly. With a smile he said, "Damir."

Then he left, leaving me alone... or so I thought. Out of the blue, a cellmate from the upper bunk bed peeked his head downward, saying, "Yo!"

"AHHH!" i screamed, jumping out of my bed. Looking at him, I quickly regained my composure, "So you'll be my buddy here ey?"

"Yeah, nice to meet you," he said, dropping from his bed and shaking my hand.

Suddenly, a loud, ear-piercing bell rang out, making me flinch. "What the fuck is going on?!"