Riches Are in Heaven

At the entrance of the toilet by the sports field.

The place was already crowded, but the scene was terrifyingly quiet.

One of the prison guards had pupils that were contracting violently.

He was the prison guard who had been bribed by Fat Dog.

He naturally knew a little about what was about to happen in the toilet.

It was because he had supplied the table legs from a special channel, and he was promised a substantial reward after the job was done.

For this, he didn't regret anything, even if he was found out and stripped of his uniform afterward.

However, considering the collateral responsibility.

The prison guard didn't dare to supply anything too vicious, he only passed in a few dismantled table legs, and at Fat Dog's strong request, he also got a sack.

With such an arrangement, coupled with his deliberate leniency during patrols, the outcome was almost obvious.

But reality made the prison guard feel a chill run down his spine.

Fat Dog and his gang were all severely injured, and Fat Dog himself was in critical condition.

"You've got to be kidding me..."

Cold sweat broke out on the prison guard's forehead. This was a big mess!

Yau Kong Ngau frowned, his neck also stretching out in shock. He never expected the scene inside to be like this.

At this moment, Song Ren had already hidden the coldness in his eyes, and the violent emotions in his heart had been completely vented.

He dropped the table leg in his hand, raised his hand to wipe the bloodstains from his brow, and let out a light laugh.

Only now did he belatedly feel the throbbing pain from his body, and he couldn't help but hiss, breaking the silent atmosphere: "Tsk, my whole body hurts."

Inside the field, the leading prison guard captain was the first to react. He immediately raised his baton and sternly shouted, "Get down and put your hands on your head!"

After speaking, he walked towards Fat Dog, who was kneeling motionlessly.

Song Ren obediently squatted down, holding his head with both hands, his tone exceptionally calm: "Don't be nervous, he's not dead yet."

The leading prison guard gave him a deep look.

Soon, the news of the bloody incident in the toilet spread throughout Stanley Prison.

Compared to the previous incident in the bathhouse, this one was bloodier, more violent, and even more eye-catching.

Fat Dog was severely injured and rushed to the emergency room, almost not surviving.

In addition, one person had a fractured hand, one had four broken ribs, one had a fractured jawbone, and one had a comminuted fracture of the shoulder bone.

There were no need to mention the minor injuries.

And these achievements were accomplished by one person fighting bare-handed against eight armed thugs.

It was almost unbelievable to think about.

This fight truly made the inmates in Stanley Prison fully recognize Song Ren's terrifying combat skills.

In other sections, let alone, in Song Ren's section, almost everyone was terrified of his name.

Even the usually frenzied Zhong Yi Xin people were avoiding his name.

The killer A Ji, who was about to be released, actually wanted to exchange a few moves with Song Ren.

But on one hand, his release was imminent, and on the other hand, his most skilled short-knife fighting technique could not be displayed here at all.

Therefore, A Ji did not rush to stand up for Zhong Yi Xin's people, but temporarily suppressed the restlessness in his heart.

Compared to the previous bathhouse incident, this incident was more serious, the inmates' injuries were more horrific, and one of them almost died on the spot.

However, the prison authorities chose to handle Song Ren's punishment lightly, even lighter than being locked in the dark room for a day last time.

Because this time, it involved a prison guard's abuse of power, and it happened to be when the prison warden was about to be promoted, so he had to desperately suppress the matter.

Fat Dog and his gang had completely offended the prison warden because of this.

The prison warden also knew some inside information. He made a call to Inspector Chan Kwok Chung, preparing to downplay the matter and dissipate the severity of the incident outside the walls, so as not to affect his promotion opportunities.

For this reason, Fat Dog and his group could only consider themselves unlucky.

Moreover, the prison guard who abused his power was also privately given a random charge by the prison warden, stripped of his uniform, and completely kicked out of Stanley Prison.

This matter caused a great stir in the prison, but it did not make much of a splash in the outside world.

Song Ren was only arranged to stay in the infirmary for three days, and it was publicly called being locked in the dark room for three days.

After three days, he was easily released.

However, the large cell that originally had eight beds now seemed much emptier.

Fat Dog and his gang, except for those who were seriously injured and lying in the hospital, the rest were completely scared witless and refused to return to this cell no matter what.

For humanitarian reasons, the prison guard arranged another cell for him.

This guy had suffered severe psychological trauma, and he would likely be crippled after he got out.

However, with some people leaving, naturally, others would arrive.

In addition to replacements, two new inmates joined, serving as subordinates to the two Fierce Ghosts.

When Song Ren returned, many inmates in the prison were bowing and scraping to him.

"Brother Ren."

"Brother Ren, you're back."

"Good morning, Brother Ren."

The timid ones avoided him, while the bold ones actively approached to greet him.

Their tone was mostly respectful, even carrying a hint of fawning flattery.

Even those from the Number Gang and Zhong Yi Xin, who were at odds with him, chose to walk around him in this prison block.

The incident in the bathhouse last time had already earned him some notoriety.

This time, the fight with Fat Dog was fiercer and more brutal, completely establishing his reputation in Stanley.

A thin, tall inmate with slender arms and legs jogged over.

He glanced around, then in a hidden corner, he rummaged through his clothes and pulled out a bent cigarette.

He then offered it to Song Ren with a fawning smile, "Brother Ren."

Song Ren stopped and shook his head, "I don't smoke this stuff anymore."

Previously, when he occasionally felt the urge, he would still smoke.

But after taking the Martial Arts Essence Pill, his physique was reshaped, and his craving for cigarettes disappeared.

This stuff affects cardiopulmonary function and has negative effects on reflex arcs, motor nerves, and many other aspects, even if only slightly.

But in Song Ren's eyes, who was already pursuing his limits, cigarettes had long been listed as forbidden.

Song Ren didn't beat around the bush and directly asked, "Something you need?"

The thin, tall inmate looked at him with admiration, "Heh heh, I want to switch over and follow you, Brother Ren. You were so awesome this time!"

Song Ren glanced at him, "You are..."

The thin, tall inmate replied, "My name is Chiu Chi Ming, everyone calls me Siu Jai Ming. I currently follow Brother Zi from Zhong Yi Xin, who is Suit Boy in this prison block."

"But I really admire you, you were so impressive, so I want to switch over to you."

Although Song Ren was not familiar with the ways of gangs, he knew that switching over wasn't that simple.

While not as terrifying as the rumored "three cuts and six holes," to completely switch over and join another gang.

Unless the original gang was willing to let him go unconditionally, it was impossible.