From A Prisoner To A Big Shot's Inheritor novel Chapter 1

Iron Penitentiary, Corwyn City.

A regiment of troops guarded this place, equipped with all kinds of advanced military equipment, only because this place imprisoned the most terrifying prisoners in the world.

All the prisoners here possessed extraordinary abilities. Some were vicious murderers, and some were king of soldiers who had once made their enemies fearful.

And, of course, there were also some extremely influential plutocrats.

One day, in the prison area.

A commotion suddenly broke out.

It was caused by the arrival of a new prisoner, Wolfwood, the world's third-largest mercenary leader.

He was accused of massacring more than 60 people on the border of Griffinland.

At this moment, the door of the prison area had just closed.

A brawny, bald man with a tattoo of a wolf's head walked in swaggeringly, and his gaze was a bit ferocious.

He walked past the exercise area arrogantly and arrived at cell number 7.

Inside, a young man was lying on the bed, reading a book.

The next moment, there was a loud bang.

The bald man kicked on the bed frame and said coldly, "Tell the guard and ask him to transfer you to another cell. I don't like to share the room with others."

The young man stretched himself slowly, sat up, and looked at the strong man standing before him.

The murderous man was about six feet tall and weighed over 200 pounds. With thick hair on his chest, he looked like a savage who had just escaped from Icecliff Mounts.

"In this prison, power means everything. Since you want to occupy this room alone, then... Shall we fight?"

The young man said playfully.

At this moment, many prisoners were already surrounded outside. But for some reason, they all showed a bit of pity.

Wolfwood was stunned, thinking, 'He's got balls!'

He once killed twenty-one mercenaries with his bare hands and was known as the wolf king in the jungle of Gasiah.

This young man was as skinny as a pole, but he actually dared to fight Wolfwood.

Instantly, Wolfwood laughed wickedly and clenched his fist. "Boy, since you wished to die, I'll make your wish come true."

Then, he couldn't wait to raise his fist and hit the young man.

But the next moment, the young man disappeared before his eyes.

Immediately afterward, Wolfwood only felt his collar tighten. Then, he felt as if he was flying in the air before he hit the ground hard.

His 200-pound body was smashed on the floor, making the entire cell quake.

The young man didn't look at Wolfwood, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog. Instead, he looked at the onlookers who were enjoying the show by the door. He smiled and asked, "Am I awesome?"

All those prisoners could easily cause chaos and disasters if they weren't locked up in this prison. But at this moment, they all smiled flatteringly and nodded repeatedly. "Awesome! Leonard, you're so awesome."

"You've lived up to Ibrahim's expectations!"

...

Hearing Ibrahim's name, Leonard became a bit emotional.

Ibrahim had left the prison for a year. He was the one who taught Leonard martial arts.

Ibrahim also said that when Leonard left the prison, there would be a surprise waiting for him.

A whole year had passed, yet Ibrahim had never come back to visit Leonard.

At this moment, a guard squeezed through the crowd and entered the cell.

Glancing at Wolfwood, who was still lying there motionlessly, the guard wasn't surprised and said with a smile, "Leonard, the time has come. You can leave this prison now."

Indeed. Leonard Santos would be released from prison today.

Because of what Ibrahim had said, Leonard chose to leave the prison at noon, wishing that such timing could bless him with better luck in the future.