Winner Takes All

Brown was still sitting on the chair lazily smoking his cigar, when Jack followed Demeter into the surveillance room. Warren was sitting on the side.

When Warren saw them coming in, he stood up and smiled.

"Jack, please sit down."

Demeter introduced, "This is the warden here, the head of the black hell."

The highest person here in black hell!

Jack was a little surprised, but he thought that it must be normal to see the warden after winning the fights.

And to be honest, he knew that he did not deserve all the victory.

If it wasn't Brown who did that, he wouldn't have had the chance to even get to the last fight.

So seeing the Warren must have something to do with that.

Jack's heart lifted when he thought about this being if he could get out or not.

Brown said mildly to him, "Sit down, you are already allowed to get out of black hell."

Jack looked at Brown, he felt a stone lift up in his heart, then he sat down.

It was quiet in the surveillance room.

Jack felt weak after the fight, even sitting on the chair, he was struggling every second.

He felt pain all over his body, his face was pale, the sweat running down.

But he didn't show that he was hurting, his eyes were filled with determination.

"It was not bad."

Brown laughed and nodded to Warren.

"Your disposition, your abilities, your sense of responsibility were all good." Warren added.

Jack looked very surprised, did they call him there to praise him again?

The pain in his body, and the time that was running didn't allow him to keep sitting there anymore. He had to go home.

He took a deep breath, and asked the question at heart, "Mr. Brown, do you know my father?"

"Mister?"

"Brown raised his brows, and laughed, then he said, "Brown is just my given name, my family name is Hughes."

Brown Hughes?

Patrick Hughes?

Jack knitted his brows, and opened his mouth, suddenly, he understood.

"Do you get it?"

Brown smiled softly, "You should call me uncle."

Jack had an idea in his head, which was now confirmed by Brown.

Suddenly, Jack had the feeling of being cornered.

His fathers brother was in the black hell?

He had been here for more than 20 years?

Wait!

The shock in Jack's eyes deepened.

Twenty-something years was a very general number.

He could guess some things from that.

Twenty-something years ago was about the time when he was born, it was also about the time when his father was named the heir of Hughes family, and it was also the time when Brown went to prison. This general number included so many things, this number made many things seem much clearer.

With Brown's abilities, he must have been one of the heirs at that time!

"Puh!"

Jack was still in shock, when Brown took a hit on the cigar, and blew the smoke out on Jack's face.

Jack had to cough because of that.

Through the smoke, Jack could see that Brown's eyes went cold.

With that, his voice was heard.

"With your intellect, you must have guessed by now, that I was sent to prison by your father, right?"

The coldness in his voice made Jack freeze.

Fear filled him.

His father sent his brother to prison, and let him stay there for more than 20 years.

The hate behind all this...

When a person's freedom was completely ruined, there would be hate forming against each other, even a relationship such as in a family, would suffer.

But, Jack knitted his brows, and looked at Brown.

"So, you are going to help me get out?"

"Fuck!"

Brown leaned back into his seat, and cursed.

He then shrugged his shoulders, and said helplessly, "You are just like your father, you have shrewdness, actually, I don't even blame him that he won, it was because of his abilities, and I am really enjoying myself in here."

When he said that, he waved his hand.

"I have said enough, you should leave."

Just a few minutes of conversation showed him the surprising truth.

Not only Jack was shocked.

Demeter was as well.

Even when Jack rose up to leave, Demeter was still in a shock phase.

Who would have known, a person who was just thrown into prison would have such a relationship with the person who had been in there controlling the black hell for more than 20 years? That explained everything that Brown had done.

"Jack..."

Warren suddenly rose from his chair.

"What is it Warren?"

Jack wasn't stupid, now that the situation had turned, Warren wouldn't keep annoying him about the fight.

All his worries were gone.

"You can call me Warren."

Warren smiled gently, he didn't have the seriousness of a warden anymore, "Take good care of yourself, whatever is coming on to you, is more dangerous than you might think."

Jack felt uncertain.

But he still nodded, and bowed, "Thank you, Warren."

"Go, I have already asked a private jet to pick you up."

Warren gestured and said to Demeter, "Demeter, take him out."

"Yes, Sir."

Demeter now looked at Jack with completely different eyes.

He used to look at Jack as his even, so he felt close to him.

Now that he knew that Jack was trained by Brent, his closeness changed to supporting him.

Today, Jack made him feel some fear towards him, he even looked up at him.

When Jack was at the door, suddenly, Brown said something, "Oh, by the way, if anything happens, remember to contact Demeter, he will tell me, I don't know much, but I do know how to kill people, and also, tell your father I said Hi, just tell him...fuck!"

Jack's lips trembled, he was speechless.

But what Brown just said, made him even more doubtful.Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

He thought nobody was allowed to get out of black hell.

The only chance to get out was as harsh as anything.

Brown was in Area No.1 for more than 20 years and still never left, there must be another reason.

If he really got into trouble and told Brown about it, would he be able to help him from within black hell?

Brown watched the two leave, and the smile on his face suddenly vanished.

Instead, he looked lost.

He killed the left half of his cigar, and said, "This cigar really tasted nasty."

"You want to take revenge? But don't feel good about helping your enemy's son leave black hell?" Warren laughed.

Brown looked at him from the side, "Where is your conscience saying that."

Warren froze, and giggled awkwardly.

Black hell was more than a prison, it was like a town.

Black hell town!

Jack would see with his own eyes how huge it was while following Demeter out.

He followed Demeter's lead to the airport of black hell town.

A warcraft was already waiting for him there.

The engine was roaring, the back of it spreading heat.

"Jack, have a good trip."

Demeter said sadly, "I am happy for you being able to leave black hell."

"Thank you."

Jack said weakly, Demeter already took him to the medical room to take care of his wounds after they left the surveillance room, it should be fine for now.

He looked at Demeter, and thought for a while.

Then he asked, "Can I ask you how you know Brent?"☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐