Another attacker came from the side.
Ye Chen shifted slightly, letting the attack miss him by inches. His elbow drove backwards into the man's ribs, folding him instantly.
Without pause, Ye Chen raised his leg and brought it down in a clean axe kick.
The man collapsed face-first onto the floor.
The sounds of fighting began to wake the surrounding inmates.
Some sat up.
Others moved closer to their bars, watching silently.
No one spoke. They just watched.
Ye Chen stepped forward again, his movements steady and controlled.
Another attacker charged at him.
Ye Chen caught him by the collar, lifted him slightly, and slammed him hard onto the ground. The impact echoed sharply.
He didn't stop. Every movement flowed into the next.
Without hesitation. No wasted effort.
"Is this all?" Ye Chen said, glancing at them.
His tone carried a hint of boredom.
"I thought you'd bring something better."
One of the men hesitated, then rushed forward with a shout.
Ye Chen moved faster.
