Wang Yan rested for an afternoon. Apart from a little pain in the wound, he was almost recovered.
I didn't go to the cafeteria. I had dinner in the infirmary and then went back to the cell.
It's worth mentioning that the three of them also came back. Originally, Wang Yan didn't use any harsh measures, and even if their health was not good, they would have recovered after two days of rest.
Wang Yan sat on the bed and looked at the three of them. Amid the prison guards' scolding, the three of them reluctantly and hesitantly walked in.
It had been the entire afternoon, and the three of them didn't need to ask what Wang Yan had done; they could tell by listening to him yelling and cursing. This time, the three of them realized how foolish it was for them to tease Wang Yan.
After hesitating for a long time, he bravely stepped forward under Wang Yan's gaze and said with a smile, "What's your name, big brother? We three were ignorant before. Can you give us a chance?"
"Come on, come on, come and stand in a row." Wang Yan ignored him and called out to the remaining two people.
The two of them also faced reality and slowly stood in front of Wang Yan.
"Introduce yourself, tell me how you got here, and how long your sentence is."
The leader said, "My name is Zhang Biao." Then he pointed at the one Wang Yan had knocked down with a punch and said, "This is Zhao Fang." He then pointed at the one Wang Yan had kicked and said, "His name is Chen Zhiye."
After introducing himself, Zhang Biao continued, "The three of us robbed and injured someone on the road. We couldn't escape, so we were caught and sentenced to one year in prison."
Wang Yan was stunned when he heard he was sentenced to one year, but after thinking about it carefully, it made sense. Hong Kong would be returned to China in a few years, and the foreigners were eager for Hong Kong to become chaotic.
"Okay, I get it. My name is Wang Yan, and I have the final say here from now on. Is there a problem?" The three of them shook their heads.
Seeing the three people shaking their heads, Wang Yan said, "Everything has a price. I won't beat you up." Before the three people could breathe a sigh of relief, Wang Yan continued, "Go, face the wall and stand there until you go to sleep."
The three of them immediately looked miserable. There were still two hours before bedtime, so they reluctantly moved to the wall and faced it.
Seeing the three people standing so unsteadily, Wang Yan shouted, "Stand up straight! Do you need me to teach you?"
Afraid that Wang Yan would get angry and beat them, the three of them were suddenly startled when they heard Wang Yan's words, and they straightened their bodies and stood up straight.
Ignoring the three of them, Wang Yan lay on the bed, opened the panel and looked at the attribute bar.
Wang Yan
Attribute: Strength 13
Agility 12
Constitution 14
Spirit 13
Unassigned points 4
Seeing his stamina and strength improve slightly, Wang Yan was pleased. "Sure enough, actual combat is the fastest way to improve." Wang Yan's stamina and strength were already at critical junctures, and this battle had actually boosted them. He knew he'd have to fight a lot. This thing was working incredibly well, and Wang Yan was looking forward to tomorrow.
Wang Yan doesn't know how to meditate or exercise. He needs to get enough rest before fighting tomorrow. There's no point in just sitting there.
After thinking about it, Wang Yan opened his mouth to ask Zhang Biao if he had any money. But as soon as the thought came to his mind, he realized that with just those three people, it was nothing special.
Giving up this idea, Wang Yan closed his eyes and rested, organizing the fighting knowledge he had learned in his mind.
Time flies and it's almost time to go to bed.
"Okay, let's pack up and go to bed." Wang Yan said to the three people who were standing there smugly.
When the three heard this, their bodies softened immediately. They rubbed their legs for a while, but didn't dare to cry out. They had to pretend to be very happy and said "Thank you, Brother Yan" to Wang Yan.
Alas, the sorrow of the little people. Wang Yan ignored them, warned them to sleep quietly, and then lay down to sleep.
Wang Yan slept peacefully. Through simple contact, Wang Yan knew that the three of them did not have the courage to do anything to him while he was sleeping.
The next day, after breakfast and a short rest, we started working one after another.
While working, various societies came to recruit Wang Yan, but he rejected them all. He didn't want to be someone's younger brother. He wanted to be the older brother, the boss.
They didn't say anything, just shook their heads and walked away. Without their protection, it would be a question whether I could get out of prison alive.
During the break, a large group of people surrounded Wang Yan. This time, the prison guards didn't watch the show. Even if they were just scum, it would be very troublesome if they accidentally killed someone. So a group of prison guards came up and dispersed the crowd.
Wang Yan looked at the huge crowd and was frightened. Fortunately, the prison guards came to his rescue, otherwise he would have been completely ruined.
Now, seeing them all disperse, Wang Yan was furious. If there wasn't a solution, Wang Yan was certain they would find a way to take advantage of the situation and kill him. Wang Yan's actions last night were a challenge to Hongxing's authority. If they didn't deal with Wang Yan, they would lose face and become a laughing stock for other rival societies. For a society that valued reputation above all else, this was unacceptable.
After thinking for a moment, Wang Yan called out to the Hongxingzi across from him, "Hey, come over here and get someone who can talk."
Regardless of the other side's reaction, the prison guards watching nearby were unhappy. It was Wang Yan who started the fight yesterday. Although he was not the one who started the fight, he was not punished, and the prison guards did not have a good impression of him. Now that Wang Yan made such a noise, the prison guards looked at him and said, "Okay, you are provoking us and don't take us seriously." The two prison guards looked at each other, cursed, and walked over directly. Without saying a word, they swung their batons and started beating him. The batons are made of special materials, and it hurts when they hit him. Wang Yan could only hold his head and roll on the ground to avoid the vital parts.
After the prison guard had finished beating him and lost his temper, Wang Yan finally got up in a mess and approached him to speak. It wasn't that Wang Yan didn't want to speak before being beaten, but mainly because he wasn't given the chance to speak.
"Two commanders, have you calmed down?" Wang Yan stepped forward and said.
"You still dare to come closer? It doesn't hurt you, does it?" Seeing that he still dared to come closer to talk, one of them was about to come up and continue to fuck him while he was talking.
Wang Yan quickly held his hand down and said, "Don't be angry, sir. Listen to me."
The prison guard tried to pull his hand hard, but gave up when it didn't move.
Seeing him give up, Wang Yan continued, "You two officers don't make much money, do you? Even if the people here give you gifts, how much can it really be? Don't police officers also have to support their families?"
"What do you want to say?" the prison guard asked impatiently.
"So, would you two commanders like to have another source of income?" Seeing that the two remained silent, Wang Yan continued, "There are a lot of gangsters here. I'm thinking of opening a gambling arena with the Hongxing gang. A gambling arena naturally requires gambling. This would give these energetic guys an outlet to vent their anger, so they don't get into trouble all the time. It would also make it easier for the commanders to manage them, and we could also make some extra money. It's a great idea to kill two birds with one stone. What do you think, commanders?"
The two of them looked at each other, and no one spoke.
Seeing their hesitation, Wang Yan knew they were not in charge, so he said to them very considerately, "Well, I'll talk to Hongxing first. I believe that the big brother of the society will come to contact you soon."
After watching them leave, Wang Yan turned around and continued to greet the Hongxing people who were watching the fun over there.
After waiting for a while, a sturdy man in his thirties came over.
The man watched Wang Yan talk to the prison guard for a long time, still unsure, so he walked up to Wang Yan and said, "What do you mean? You can't just let go of the slap in the face of our Hongxing."
Wang Yan explained, "Brother, look. Your people came to me to teach me the rules, so I beat them. I didn't start this, right?"
The man was clearly impatient: "Don't tell me it's useless. Just tell me how you want to solve it."
To be honest, Wang Yan was speechless about the man's reaction. "Why the hell are you still acting like a lackey? Why can't you stand up for yourself?" Wang Yan was speechless about this brain-on-brain thing.
Wang Yan continued helplessly, "It's better to resolve a feud than to create one. Isn't it all about money?"
"I have an idea. Let's work together to set up a gambling ring here."
"Instead of fighting and killing each other, why not sit down and make money together?"
"Of course, you Hongxing can't take it all by yourself. We need to find two more companies to cooperate with us."
"Did you understand what I said?"
Seeing the man nod, Wang Yan said, "Alright, that's all. Go back and contact your boss and let them take care of it."
They were professionals at this sort of thing. The relationship between this gang of thugs and the prison guards was incredibly strong, and the arrangements were clearly laid out from top to bottom.
Stopping the man who was about to leave, Wang Yan said, "Oh, there's more. I don't care how you arrange it. I don't want more. I'll take half of it as my hard work fee for giving me advice. My sentence is only one year, so I'll take it for one year. The rest is yours."
"Take my words to your boss. Let's go."
Watching the man walk away, Wang Yan found a place to sit down and rest.
He never asked the man's name from beginning to end. Wang Yan was not trying to be cool, but there was no point in remembering the name of a contestant who couldn't survive three episodes.
The man contacted his elder brother directly. The prison guards had made clear arrangements, so this was convenient and there was no problem at all.
When his eldest brother heard about this, he was also unsure what to do. Then the matter was passed on to his eldest brother's eldest brother, the Crown Prince.
Prince, the leader of Tsim Sha Tsui, and the big boss of Hongxing. During this period, Chen Haonan had not yet risen to power, and he was also recognized as the most capable fighter in Hongxing.
Upon hearing this news, the prince couldn't sit still. With gambling going on and a bunch of scoundrels in jail, there was bound to be money to be made.
As a big boss, the prince naturally has the courage of a big boss and started to act without saying a word.
First, he called Hongxing's eldest brother, Jiang Tiansheng, for his approval. It's a family business, and if you're working under them, it's only natural to ask for their approval. Jiang Tiansheng, as the eldest brother of Hongxing, had such a vision that he could be interested in such a business. He simply said, "Prince, you've worked so hard and have made such great contributions. I'll leave this business to you. Consider it a reward from me, Big Brother." His words were so well-spoken that the Prince couldn't help but say, "Thank you, Big Brother."
After reporting back to his elder brother, the prince contacted Dongxing and Heliansheng, two powerful gangs within Wang Yan's prison that rivaled the Hongxing in power. Despite the frequent friction and mutual hatred between the Hongxing and the other two gangs, the question remains: what's the point of being in the underworld? Isn't it all about money?
Even without Wang Yan's explanation, the prince understood that he and his family couldn't handle this. Regardless of the amount of money involved, as long as there was money to be made, there would inevitably be those who would be jealous. To avoid envy, he could only share a portion of the profits.
The one who came from Dongxing was Smiling Tiger, and the one who came from Liansheng was Big D. After a heated argument and a distribution of benefits, the three of them each used their connections to contact the higher-ups in the prison.
Together, these three men were incredibly powerful. Coupled with their impending return, many within the police system feared a liquidation, leading to widespread panic. Consequently, many sought to extract whatever they could, emigrating as soon as they had made enough, regardless of the consequences. They were able to easily deal with the prison guards.
As for Wang Yan's request for half the prize, they didn't say anything. Although gambling had occurred in prison over the years, no one had ever considered something like Wang Yan's proposal. Besides, Wang Yan was quite tactful and, according to some, quite skilled in fighting, so it was a good opportunity.
Three days, or two and a half days to be exact. The distribution of benefits was clear, and all the links were connected. Wang Yan hadn't expected them to act so quickly.
It had to be said that there were talented people among the clubs. After all, Wang Yan only came up with the idea, and the rest was all thought up by the elite from the three clubs. The various fighting rules and services provided were truly comprehensive. In just the past two days, they had brought in quite a few skilled fighters and loan sharks. The infirmary had also sent in several professional doctors, and everything was clear. Wang Yan was stunned by their actions; it was truly outrageous.
From this we can see what the current social environment is like.
As the prison's fighting arena developed, its reputation grew through word of mouth among the inmates. Various gangs began sending their best fighters to compete, and even set up betting sites outside the prison. More and more people joined in the fighting and gambling. With this came a surge of insane wealth. At least that was the case for the gang members, but Wang Yan looked down on it.
The more rapid the development and the greater the momentum, the more conflicts of interest in the underworld, the attention of senior police officers and the various investigations of prison guards by the Independent Commission Against Corruption will follow.
I don't know what methods they used or how much money they spent, but there were some changes to the prison guards. In short, the process was dirty, but the result was a happy ending for everyone.
Of course, Wang Yan's half-percent profit was lost. Had Hongxing sold it to some other people or forces as a guarantee? Wang Yan received his first payment in Hong Kong Island: 500,000 Hong Kong dollars. Along with that 500,000 Hong Kong dollars came the bankruptcy of countless families, the separation of wives and children. In this situation, Wang Yan often consoled himself with Mencius's saying, "If you are poor, you should take care of yourself."
Wang Yan sold the shares right when things were starting to get going; if he'd held out a few more months, he could have made even more. Of course, the money wasn't easy to come by. Wang Yan was certain that if he hadn't sold, he'd be out of business within three days. The big brothers weren't fools. As soon as they saw the signs of trouble, they used threats and inducements to force Wang Yan to part with the half-dollar sum. They also sincerely promised to protect Wang Yan in prison.
You have to know that at that time, the average big boss’s annual net income was only about 200,000 yuan, which was considered good. Many people could not even reach this number.
For a while, Wang Yan's life became regular. Thanks to his status as a promoter, the prison guards gave him preferential treatment, and he didn't have to work. Wang Yan also had money, so his days were spent fighting, eating, drinking, and exercising. The rest of the time, he read, asking familiar prison guards to buy him some professional books.
With the system's support, Wang Yan fought particularly fiercely.
At the beginning, it was a one-on-one duel with thugs from various major gangs. Most of these people used street fighting techniques, but there were also some disciples of famous masters among them, and their skills were really good.
Because of the system, Wang Yan's bones and muscle density far exceeded that of ordinary people, and his endurance and ability to withstand blows were also far beyond ordinary people. Therefore, he fought against those thugs and never lost.
Wang Yan also used his extensive practical experience to advance his fighting skills to the professional level LV3.
Afterwards, Wang Yan began to consciously practice his lethality and control. At the beginning, Wang Yan's control was not very good, and those opponents were in great trouble. The worst ones had to lie down for two months.
The gambling dens stopped offering bets on Wang Yan. Whenever Wang Yan competed, no one would bet on his opponent. If Wang Yan refused to fight, they couldn't force him, so why bother offering bets?
Wang Yan's fighting ability and physical fitness have improved by leaps and bounds, making him no longer satisfied with one-on-one duels.
He started a one-on-many fight, with both sides winning and losing. Basically, Wang Yan was bruised every day.
Wang Yan also became famous because of this. He was well-known both inside and outside the prison and in the underworld of Hong Kong and Kowloon. He was nicknamed "King of Hell".
On the one hand, it was based on his name, and on the other hand, Wang Yan became more and more ruthless in his attacks, resulting in the fact that it was difficult to gather three capable fighters, and no one was willing to compete with Wang Yan.
It wasn't like no one had taken the opportunity to retaliate against him. As Wang Yan gained more combat experience, he became increasingly adept at protecting his vitals. Furthermore, his spirit was strong and his body was resilient. Not only had he never been successful, but Wang Yan had beaten him even harder, forcing him out of the hospital for six months. Over time, no one bothered Wang Yan anymore.
