CHAPTER 2 — "The Secret Hidden Behind Prison Bars"
Brutus lost control.
With a furious roar, he grabbed a broken steel pipe lying near the edge of the arena.
Weapons were forbidden.
But nobody stopped him.
The guards wanted blood.
The prisoners wanted entertainment.
The warden simply smiled.
"Finish him."
Brutus swung the pipe toward Ethan's skull.
The audience gasped.
At the very last second...
Ethan caught the pipe with one hand.
One.
Hand.
The impact echoed through the arena.
Brutus stared in disbelief.
"So... it's true," Ethan said quietly.
"They really wanted to force me."
Before anyone could react...
Ethan twisted the pipe.
The thick steel bent like soft clay.
A terrified silence swallowed the prison.
Even Brutus stepped backward.
Who... was this kid?
Then Ethan finally attacked.
Not wildly.
Not brutally.
Three lightning-fast strikes.
One to the shoulder.
One to the ribs.
One to the neck.
Brutus collapsed instantly, unconscious before he even hit the floor.
The crowd stood frozen.
No celebration.
No shouting.
Only fear.
The warden slowly rose from his seat.
His smile disappeared.
"You lied to me..."
Ethan looked directly into his eyes.
"No."
"You lied to yourself."
Then the prison's emergency alarm suddenly began screaming.
Red lights flooded the arena.
Every electronic lock inside the prison unlocked at the exact same moment.
A calm female voice echoed through the speakers.
"Operation Guardian has been activated."
Every armed guard immediately lowered their weapons.
Not because they were afraid of Ethan...
But because they had just recognized the classified code.
The young prisoner wasn't an inmate at all.
He was the government's most dangerous undercover operative...
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And everyone inside that prison had just walked straight into his trap.
To be continued...
