The Personal Bodyguard of the Female CEO-Chapter 1748 - 1746: The Tiger Unleashed

"Isn’t this just playing with the prisoners’ lives? If it were me, I wouldn’t go," Wang Dadong shook his head.

"Not go? It’s worse. You’ll be locked in solitary confinement for a week. That place is like Hell," the speaking prisoner shivered, "There was once a heavy offender locked in solitary, supposedly after five days, he almost went crazy."

Wang Dadong had heard about the darkness of the prison’s solitary confinement room. It was said to be converted from a sewer; though called solitary confinement, it’s actually just a square meter wide. Once inside, a person can’t even lie down. The floor is full of rotten sludge, and there’s not a hint of light, nor are meals provided.

In such a place, staying for even one day is enough to make someone break down.

"So, rather than being locked in solitary, it might be worth to fight for a chance. It might even reduce your sentence. Though fighting tigers is dangerous, there’s still a slight chance. Didn’t you notice the tiger’s teeth and claws are covered?"

Only now did Wang Dadong notice that the tiger’s teeth and claws were indeed covered with plastic caps, making it seem not so dangerous.

Soon, the stage began, and thousands of prisoners gathered around the Beast Arena.

The one-in-a-thousand chance is still not that easy to fall on oneself. So except for the new prisoners who aren’t accustomed to it yet, the other prisoners had already become numb and even considered beast fighting as a form of entertainment.

After all, in prison, there’s no entertainment anyway, and chances are you won’t even be picked.

"Pleased to have another monthly beast fight, the rules are straightforward. Just survive more than a minute, and you’ll be exempt from one week’s labor reform and enjoy the same meals as the guards!" Wu Fangqing said blandly, holding a loudspeaker.

"Ah, ah, ah!"

The prisoners roared excitedly.

A week without labor reform plus enjoying the same food as the guards is a tremendous temptation for the prisoners. And it’s only lasting for more than a minute.

"Survive for two minutes, granted two visits from relatives."

"Survive for five minutes, recorded as good performance at the year-end review."

"Defeat the beast fighter, recorded as excellent performance for year-end review, plus credited as an accomplishment opportunity!"

Wu Fangqing’s words reignited the atmosphere, every prisoner’s face showed a fanatical expression, desperately hoping they’d be picked. Of course, nobody wants to be chosen; after all, that’s the king of beasts, and there were prisoners who had their chests crushed and died on the spot in the Beast Arena.

Wang Dadong couldn’t understand why the prisoners were so excited. They must know these are ferocious Siberian tigers. Even if they had capped teeth and claws, they’re not something an average person can handle.

"Annual review of good or excellent performance might lead to a chance of sentence reduction. If credited with an accomplishment, a reduction is definite, and the reduction amount is substantial," Big Thunder said with arms behind his back, indifferently.

"But other than Big Thunder, no one can last beyond five minutes, as for defeating the beast fighter, no one ever has." A prisoner sharing the cell with Big Thunder said excitedly, with admiration on his face.

Wang Dadong was quite surprised; he did not expect Big Thunder to last five minutes under East White Tiger.

"Ended up lying in bed for a month," Big Thunder said flatly.

If it made Big Thunder lie in bed for a month, it only means the injuries were severe enough.

After all, Big Thunder has the same physique as a regular Dragon Group Warrior.

"Dongzi, you were only sentenced to two years, right? If you can get this accomplishment opportunity, you might get out soon enough to be there for your son’s birth," a prisoner said.

A gleam of hope flashed across Liu Dong’s face, but he ultimately shook his head, "I’ll pass."

Liu Dong was rather gaunt, with a limp, going into beast fighting is like seeking death.

"Prison Warden, draw the lots quickly."

"Prison Warden, we can’t wait anymore!"

The prisoners shouted excitedly.

Wu Fangqing started drawing lots.

"Zhou Guomin!" The prison guard read out the name of the selected prisoner.

The one chosen was a short and thin prisoner. When he heard his name called by the prison guard, he suddenly shivered, his face turning extremely pale.

"Oh, oh, oh!"

Prisoners jeered at the one called Zhou Guomin.

A one-in-a-thousand chance is small, but if chosen, it’s a hundred percent.

The small prisoner, trembling, walked into the Beast Arena. The tiger had been fed half a kilogram of raw pork in advance, with bits of meat stuck at the corners of its mouth and drooling saliva dripping down.

"Roar!"

The tiger let out a long roar, scaring the little prisoner into sitting on the ground.

"Haha!"

"Useless."

The prisoners mocked him.

Soon, the tiger’s cage was opened.

The tiger immediately charged out, truly like a fierce tiger freed from its cage.

The small prisoner hadn’t even had time to react before the tiger pinned him to the ground.

Despite the soft mouth guard, being bitten was still no joke.

The small prisoner tried to block the tiger’s head with his hand, but was unexpectedly bitten by the tiger.

"Ah!"

The small prisoner let out a miserable scream.

Then came the sound of bones breaking.

Fortunately, the tiger wore a mouth guard; otherwise, his hand would have been bitten off outright.

Though not broken now, it’s hardly better than being broken.

The tiger, unable to break his hand after several bites, lifted its head and tore, instantly snapping the small prisoner’s hand, blood spurted out wildly, and the sight of bone stumps was horrifying.

"Stop, please stop!"

Wang Dadong shouted.

But no one paid him any attention; the prisoners roared red-eyed.

Except for a few, those locked up in prison have a natural violent streak. This kind of scene not only didn’t scare them, but it exhilarated them.

Guards in riot gear rushed in, using electric batons to drive the tiger back into its cage.

The small prisoner was carried out.

If the small prisoner’s hand hadn’t been eaten by the tiger, Wang Dadong might have had a chance to reattach it. But now, with the hand gone, unless an immortal descends from heaven, the small prisoner will only have one hand for the rest of his life.

"You got injured on duty; at the annual review, you’ll be credited once as excellent," Wu Fangqing looked down at the injured prisoner and waved his hand, "Send to the infirmary."

"What a pity, only two months left till release, being credited excellent is useless!" An elderly prisoner shook his head.

Not all prisoners are bloodthirsty and indifferent, seeing such a scene still evokes a sense of shared fate.

"Please not me, please not me!"

Many were praying in their hearts.

No matter how rich the rewards, the prisoners didn’t want themselves picked.

After all, past lessons are there as warnings.

Soon, the second unlucky draw was made.

This time, it was a relatively strong prisoner.

But no matter how strong, in front of the ferocious East White Tiger, he appeared so small.