The extraordinary daily life of people with super powers

"What do you mean?" Tang Ansheng asked.

Zhao San looked around, then leaned in close to Tang Ansheng's ear and said, "For example, the Discipline Hall sent a sentencing document saying that a certain prisoner should be beaten with the Spirit Refining Whip three times."

"If carried out normally, three hits with the Spirit Refining Whip will be enough to scare a person to death."

"But experienced jailers can control the beating until the person is half dead, or even have their skin torn apart on the surface, but the inside is intact."

“This is all about [making money].”

Tang Ansheng thought about it and realized that it was no wonder that the founder who passed down this craft had accumulated enough resources to build the foundation in such a short period of time.

Even if these few things Zhao San said on the surface were enough for these jailers to make a fortune, not to mention the other things hidden inside.

Tang Ansheng thought for a moment, then said, "Let me see the files of these prisoners."

"This requires your token, Captain." Zhao San said.

The prisoner's file is made in triplicate, one copy is uploaded to the prison manager, one copy is sealed, and the other copy is kept as a backup.

All they could see were the spare ones, but even then, only a few prison wardens and him, the patrol captain, could check them.

"Yeah." Tang Ansheng handed the token out casually. After receiving the token, Zhao San turned around and left in a hurry.

He was originally just an ordinary guard in this prison, but now that Tang Ansheng, who was suspected to have a very powerful background, was willing to take him with him, he was fully motivated.

You know, these things are usually only done by confidants. Zhao San felt that he might be being trained as a confidant by the other party.

In fact, the reason why Tang Ansheng brought the other party with him was just because Zhao San had spoken for him before.

In Tang Ansheng's opinion, Zhao San may not be a very kind person, but he still has a bottom line and some conscience.

In such an environment and atmosphere, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a good person to be able to achieve this level.

Tang Ansheng’s purpose is to prevent good people from shedding tears and to make bad people bleed.

If he can change, let him change; if he cannot change, let him die.

"Unfortunately, there are too many people in this world who cannot change, which really wastes my kindness." Tang Ansheng shook his head and sighed.

Zhao San quickly came over holding a large pile of files. Fortunately, he was a cultivator, otherwise he would not have been able to carry so many files.

"Captain, most of the prisoner files on the first level of the prison are here." Zhao San said.

"most?"

"Yes." Zhao San said, "There are a few people with special identities and status. Only Ward Sun can see them, not Ward Liu."

The Sunchenglian prison district is the real boss of this first-level prison and is only responsible to the white-robed steward.

However, because he was demoted, he was feeling discouraged and was practicing at home. He hadn't been to such a place for a long time.

As for District Supervisor Liu, he is just a deputy.

"Special?" Tang Ansheng smiled slightly, "Okay, let's not consider them for now."

He simply picked up the file and began to flip through it.

"Oh, this guy killed his fellow disciple, but he didn't get the death penalty. This is not good."

"This man who insulted a mortal woman was given such a light sentence. What is the Discipline Hall doing?"

"and this……"

"This one……"

Tang Ansheng was flipping through the files and talking non-stop. Zhao San, who was standing beside him, was a little confused and had no idea what he meant.

There were a lot of files, but Tang Ansheng flipped through them very quickly. After a while, he had memorized all of them.

Then he said, "I will return these things later. Come with me now."

"Oh." Zhao San didn't know what he wanted to do, so he could only follow him.

Soon, Tang Ansheng arrived at the East Area 1, Cell No. 3, where a burly man with a stubbled beard was imprisoned.

"Pan Lin, you are at the third level of Qi training. Your crime is to insult the mortal woman living down the mountain. Am I right?"

"Hmph." The bearded burly man just looked up at Tang Ansheng, then snorted coldly and looked away.

Seeing this, Zhao San was about to say something, but he didn't expect Tang Ansheng to shout immediately: "Humph, I am the captain of the patrol team on the first floor of this prison."

"It was appointed by Steward Bai himself. If you disrespect me, you are disrespecting Steward Bai. If you disrespect Steward Bai, you are disrespecting the several Palace Masters of the Punishment Palace."

"To disrespect the Palace Master is to disrespect our Huashen Sect."

"What crime have you committed?!"

The sound was deafening and instantly frightened the bearded burly man, and people from several surrounding cells also kept leaning on the cell bars to watch.

"What can you do to me?" The sturdy man curled his lips.

"Open the door." Tang Ansheng said to Zhao San.

I don't know how to do it, but I'm sure you'll do it for a long time.

"Captain, he is at the third level of Qi training. Although his spiritual energy is insufficient, but... okay."

After hesitating for a moment, Zhao San decided to open the prison door.

Firstly, he could not disobey his superior's orders, and secondly, Zhao San was only at the third level of Qi training. Even if his spiritual energy was not locked, he was no match for him, who was at the sixth level of Qi training.

Let alone now.

"Click." Zhao San opened the door.

"What...what are you going to do?"

The bearded man stared at Tang Ansheng warily, "Private punishment is against the sect's laws."

"Oh, now you remember the sect's laws?"

Tang Ansheng walked forward and punched the sturdy man in the stomach without saying a word.

In just a moment, he felt a sharp pain and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Just at this moment, Tang Ansheng waved his hand, and the spitted blood disappeared before it even hit the ground.

The sturdy man curled up on the ground, "Move...move private..."

"Huh? Did I hit you?"

Tang Ansheng looked at Zhao San, who quickly shook his head and said, "He fell to the ground by himself."

Tang Ansheng looked towards the cells surrounding him again. All the prisoners turned their heads away to indicate that they did not see anything.

"Look, they didn't see it. I haven't yet held you accountable for your contempt for my Huashen Sect, but you're turning the tables on them."

"Oh, forget it. I have a kind heart."

Tang Ansheng looked at Zhao San and said, "From now on, give this person double the food. It must be good."

"Ah?" Zhao San didn't react. "Really?"

He suspected that Tang Ansheng was speaking sarcastically.

"Of course." Tang Ansheng nodded.

"Okay, I'll give the order then." Zhao San said.

After dealing with this matter, Tang Ansheng said, "Okay, let's go to the next cell."

After a while, a prisoner nearby heard a familiar voice.

"You teamed up with two others to kill the son of our sect's outer sect disciple. However, because you are too young, you are now detained here, awaiting the punishment of the Discipline Hall?"

"Is what I said correct?"

"Hmm? You dare to look at me with a sidelong glance, you must have evil intentions!"

"He is plotting something bad against me."

"boom!"

Tang Ansheng rushed forward and punched the opponent again, causing him to spit blood. Then he waved his hand and collected the blood.

"Ahhh, you...you vomit..." A painful voice sounded.

"His food should also be doubled so he can eat better." Tang Ansheng said this after beating the man.

Although Zhao San didn't understand why he did that, he had no choice but to do it.

The third prison.

"Well, I came here without even saying hello. What's the crime for this, treason?"

"Snapped!"

Another punch.

The fourth prison.

"Hmm? You are yelling so loudly, are you trying to attack me with evil techniques?"

"You deserve to be beaten too."

"boom!"

He knocked the opponent down with one punch, and even Zhao San couldn't stand it.

"No, he was just talking normally, how could he be practicing evil techniques?"

"Besides, the spiritual energy is locked, and that person is only at the third level of Qi training. How can he attack people?" Zhao San complained in his heart.

The fifth prison.

This was even better. Tang Ansheng didn't even bother to find a reason and just went right up and punched him.

Go down to the sixth room, the seventh room... one by one.

Zhao San also gradually discovered a pattern, that is, the people beaten by Tang Ansheng were all guilty of very serious crimes, such as murder, arson, rape and looting.

And after beating each person, he must arrange better food for the other person.

"Captain, this is not a good idea. What if we are discovered by the people coming to inspect..."

The sect does not allow lynching.

They rely on various means to get money, such as food and punishment, which are difficult to quantify, and the people from the sect who come to inspect cannot tell the whole story.

"They are disrespecting me, the patrol leader. Is it okay to give them a punch?"

"This... is really no problem." Zhao San thought for a while and said.

This can only be considered a punishment.

"Don't worry, even if someone comes to check, they won't be able to find anything." Tang Ansheng patted his shoulder and said to him.

His control over strength was beyond these people's imagination. When he punched, there would be no external damage, only some blood would be spit out.

"But Captain, what's the point of you doing this?" Zhao San asked, "Is it to vent your anger?"

"If that's the case, I have a better way."

The jailers in the Punishment Hall were paid to earn resources for cultivation, and they squeezed the prisoners in various ways.

Tang Ansheng beat them up and not only did he not charge them any money, he also provided them with good food and drink. This was not reasonable.

"This is also a way of 'transferring money'. You will understand it later." Tang Ansheng said.

Zhao San actually still didn't quite understand, but he had no choice but to follow.

After that, Tang Ansheng would go to the prison one by one every one or two days.

Those prisoners, especially those who had committed serious crimes, had almost formed a conditioned reflex. When they saw him, their hearts tightened and they hid behind him, shouting:

"No, please!"

"Stop hitting me, I was wrong, I was wrong!"

"Demon Way! Demon Way!"

"You deserve to die."

Some were so frightened that their speech was incoherent.

Some were so frightened that they shit and pissed themselves.

But no matter how they admitted their mistakes and accepted the punishment, Tang Ansheng would just take action directly.