The Fearsome Dragon Warrior

Jacob was supposed to come to Station No.3 to cooperate with the investigations, but since the moment he stepped foot into the
station, no one had actually properly questioned him.
Jaylen Mondez was here to gloat, and Xavier Lewis was waiting to stab him in the back. His current situation made him
extremely uncomfortable.
"Planning to leave? Station No.3 is not a place where you can just leave as you wish..." Xavier sneered but stopped halfway
through his sentence as he saw Jacob slowly walking over to him with his arms outstretched.
"Don't even think about leaving. This detention cell was made specially for you. Don't think that just because these bars look thin,
they aren't strong. They're made from a special kind of alloy. I fear your strength..."
Xavier was stunned silent as he watched Jacob reach out with his hands and grab a bar in each hand. He exerted a little
strength, and the specially enforced alloy bars broke apart in his hands like a pair of cheap bamboo chopsticks.
"Special alloy? Are you sure they weren't made from tofu?"
'Tss...'

Just as Jacob was about to walk out of the cell, the bars suddenly emitted a flash of bright light that traveled and covered him
instantly. The light was so bright that Xavier could not even keep his eyes open.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you. To prevent criminals from running away, there's about twenty thousand volts running through the bars."
"Annoying."
Jacob could not be bothered with Xavier. He lightly pushed to the side, and the blue light on his body traveled down his hand to
Xavier.
'Tss...'
The twenty thousand volts of electricity that flowed to Xavier's body stopped him in his tracks, and he fell to the ground. His body
was probably not as strong as Jacob's as the high voltage caused him to twitch uncontrollably until he was frothing at the mouth.
Jacob stepped over Xavier's body, and the guards that swaggered in with Xavier immediately stepped aside in fear, creating a
path for him. It was as if they were here to send him off.
"Boss... What happened here?"
Jacob met Jerry Locker and Mr. Quincy, a lawyer, just as he was leaving the detention cell.
"I'm done, let's go home."
"Ah, go home. Haha, I told you, you shouldn't have come to this as* place. Oh, right, Black went and destroyed the Lewis family
today, there was no one left standing. Guess how many strikes Stephen Lewis and Black exchanged."
"Seven, Black lost."
Jacob was not surprised at all by this piece of news.

"Hey Boss, how did you get it in one guess? Oh sh*t, now I won't have any money to buy games skins this month!"
Jerry had made a bet with Gerald Thornton this morning. He had betted that Jacob wouldn't be able to guess how many rounds
Andres York and Stephen Lewis fought.
He had even added a hint in his voice, but who knew that Jacob would just ignore it!
So... there went his pocket money.
"Boss, I've lost big time, you better make it up to me!" Jerry cried as he chased after Jacob.
Mr. Quincy watched Jacob's nonchalant behavior and couldn't believe that this was the dark king that coerced and lured him into
their group yesterday.