There was a crisp clap.

The portly man's face became disfigured from the force. His big body instantly flew dozens of feet away, crashing heavily into the jail cell. He immediately lost consciousness.

His nose and mouth were off-center, his face was contorted, and he had even lost a few teeth. He looked like an absolute mess.

The others' expressions changed when they saw the well-dressed, portly man lying on the floor like a log. "Oh no!"

Although he wasn't powerful, he was the warden's actual brother-in-law.

Hitting him was equivalent to insulting the warden. At this point, death would be a better option.

"Young man, you're really in trouble this time!" Cornelius looked worried.

"You—you—you psycho! Get it in your head—we're the Shadow Gang, not the Loony Gang!" the bald, muscular man said in dismay.

"We're done for. Now that you've hit the prison officer, we're all going down with you!" Everyone was stricken with panic.

They thought that they'd gotten an ordinary new member