Ren Feng and Ah Xiu continued walking down, surrounded by prisoners pleading with Ren Feng.

"Handsome, let me out, I'm willing to do anything for you," said a female prisoner to Ren Feng. She had some looks, but that was only relative to the prison environment.

The prisoners on the first floor were all crazily banging on the bars, their eyes on Ren Feng. For a moment, the entire prison seemed to have gone mad.

Ren Feng stopped in his tracks. "Once I rescue the people, I'll let you all out."

"Oh! Thank God!"

Many people cheered, finally seeing a chance to get out!

Ren Feng looked at the prisoners with limited time, knowing that if the organization arrived, they wouldn't escape.

"Ah Xiu, what do you think about recruiting these prisoners as our outer members?" Ren Feng glanced at the crazy prisoners around him, feeling tempted.

Honestly, after offending the organization, Ren Feng had an idea that Wind Mark couldn't just be a simple Mercenary Corps. Otherwise, the next encounter with such a force could mean an unknown death.

To expand Wind Mark, personnel were needed, and these prisoners were a good choice, but it was tricky to enlist them and keep them under control.

Prisoners are generally unruly. Even if appreciative for being freed short-term, over time, resentment is inevitable.

"It's feasible," Ah Xiu nodded. "If they're willing later, they can come to Europe to find us for evaluation. If not, they owe us one, making future missions easier with their help."

"Not bad."

Ren Feng and Ah Xiu continued heading downwards, reaching the bottom of the internal prison.

Since the island was near the sea, it seemed particularly damp below, with some areas flooded, and several prisoners were held in the lowest level.

These people were part of Wind Mark!

In one cell was a woman, a white woman with a resolute face, extremely neat bearing, a good figure, wearing white clothing, and eyes that shone brightly.

The Intelligence Queen, Catherine!

Her skills in intelligence gathering, though weaker than the director's, were still notable. She was part of an intelligence guild where intelligence heads exchanged information.

Moreover, Catherine herself had the strength of the early Heavenly Realm.

Catherine had heard the gunfire earlier; she believed Ren Feng had come with people.

Ren Feng would never abandon them. He would always come back when needed.

The few guards on the lowest level frowned, wondering what happened above. Could Clausewitz Prison really have been breached?

Impossible, this prison was a fortress, unbreakable.

In another cell was a male with a Huaxia face, a typical southerner, somewhat handsome, tied to a chair. Hearing the gunfire, he lifted his head.

With the earlier gunfight, he couldn't help but laugh heartily.

"Haha, Feng came with people! I said he'd rescue us!"

Chen Fenghuo laughed with great joy. Feng was Feng indeed; his efficiency was astonishing. In just a few days, he had extracted information and led people here.

Thinking of fighting alongside others later, he felt excited.

"What're you shouting for!"

A guard walked over angrily.

"What? Not happy? So what if I shout? If you're not happy, hit me," Chen Fenghuo said displeased.

"Damn it, asking for a beating!"

The guard signaled to a burly man nearby, who then came in with a whip.

"Come on, I haven't exercised lately, my skin hasn't been loosened, help me out," Chen Fenghuo said with a grin.

The burly man obliged, swinging the whip down hard on Chen Fenghuo.

Slap!

The whip struck Chen Fenghuo, making his already tattered clothes even more so, with a new bloody mark appearing.

"Feels great!" Chen Fenghuo said in enjoyment. "A few more lashes."

The burly man's face showed anger; this guy was simply provoking him.

So, he unceremoniously lifted his hand and lashed out a few more times.

Slap!

Slap!

Slap!

The whip cracked crisply, full of barbs, scraping flesh and blood from Chen Fenghuo with each stroke.

"Great! Some more force, yes, lower, ah!"

Chen Fenghuo's voice was loud, the big man's face cold, yet his heart felt powerless.

From the first day this Huaxia man was caught, they tortured him, yet he always yelled it felt good, unyielding, not opening his mouth.

"Fenghuo, you're noisy. Can't you learn some peace like Tashan?"

In another cell, an unkempt foreign man, looking like he hadn't bathed for days, teased, yawning like half-asleep.

The Tashan he mentioned was in a separate prison, bound with hundreds of pounds of chains, limbs tied, feet shackled to the floor with steel clamps, unable to move.

When Tashan first arrived, guards were stunned by his strength. Several tried to teach him a lesson, but Tashan broke free and knocked one out, killing another guard with a punch.

Tashan even threw all the guards out!

If not for the last-minute tranquilizer, that fat man would've escaped.

Tashan was also a Huaxia face, from Inner Mongolia, naturally powerful, simple-minded.

Hearing Black Dragon speak of him, Tashan couldn't help but smirk.

Chen Fenghuo was speechless, "Black Dragon, what's the point of being quiet, shouting is the joy."

The guard nearby was on the verge of fury, especially seeing Black Dragon's lazy manner, itching to kick him.

Damn it, this was Clausewitz Prison; could you show some respect?

This guy was bizarre, sleeping even while being beaten!

The guard gritted his teeth, "You, go give him a good beating too!"

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