New Fellow Worker

Siu Jai Ming's willingness to openly talk about switching sides clearly showed he had the courage to bear the consequences.

This made Song Ren look at him with a bit more respect.

Siu Jai Ming's eyes were full of undisguised admiration for him.

Siu Jai Ming's fighting skills were rather average, and he hadn't been very strong since he was young, so he admired those who could fight.

He had some reputation within Zhong Yi Xin, but it was entirely earned through sheer recklessness and ferocity.

As soon as Song Ren entered Stanley, the two consecutive fights he was in were incredibly eye-catching.

Let alone Siu Jai Ming, even many of the lower-ranking members probably had similar thoughts.

It was just that they didn't have Siu Jai Ming's guts to immediately step into Song Ren's sight and proactively mention switching sides.

However, Song Ren didn't agree. Instead, he said, "I never thought about taking in members, nor did I think about joining a triad."

Siu Jai Ming was directly rejected by Song Ren, but he didn't seem to mind. Instead, he grinned broadly:

"Brother Ren, maybe you'll change your mind after you get out."

"I really admire you."

"If you ever think about making a move outside, be sure to contact me immediately."

Song Ren didn't give a definite answer and turned to leave.

After finishing his work, Song Ren returned to his cell.

It was then that he saw the four new inmates who had been moved into the cell.

Two were members of Fierce Ghost's crew from Fu Yi.

Bald Rong and Lai Pei Leung, both around thirty years old, were about the same age as Song Ren and Yau Kong Ngau.

Besides these two, two more new inmates had arrived, both recently arrested for crimes.

Both had freshly buzzed haircuts, and their prison uniforms were still new.

However, the behavior of these two new inmates was completely opposite.

One sat with his legs crossed on the upper bunk's metal bed frame.

Leaning against the wall, he looked like he had nothing to do.

He seemed completely unfazed by being locked up in Stanley Prison, as if he had returned home.

He exuded an air of carefree ease and comfort.

The other, however, was much more reserved. He sat obediently on the lower bunk, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, looking like a scholar, yet he didn't even dare to lift his head.

When Song Ren came in, Fierce Ghost immediately put his arm around his shoulder and excitedly introduced them: "Hey, Baldy, Lai Pei, why aren't you greeting him!"

"Brother Ren!"

"Hello, Brother Ren!"

Bald Rong and Lai Pei Leung eagerly came over:

"Brother Ren, you're finally back. Your name has spread throughout Stanley now."

"That's right, Brother Ren. Those crazy guys from Zhong Yi Xin have all backed down."

Yau Kong Ngau also walked over and extended his hand, "Brother Ren, welcome back."

Song Ren nodded to everyone, then shook hands with Yau Kong Ngau and joked, "Brother Ngau, how have things been? No more trouble these past few days?"

"Just call me A Ngau," Yau Kong Ngau replied immediately. "Thanks to you, Brother Ren, no one outside dares to provoke anyone in our cell anymore, which has saved me a lot of trouble."

After chatting for a while longer, Fierce Ghost introduced Song Ren again, "A Ren, we have two new inmates here, get acquainted."

With that, he turned and shouted towards the bunks by the door, "Hey, didn't you hear me! Come over and say hello, you idiot."

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses sitting on the lower bunk flinched, but he still obediently moved over:

"H-hello, Brother Ren, my name is Chan Ka Lok, just call me A Lok."

The other new inmate, dozing on the upper bunk, merely raised an eyebrow and, while jiggling his leg, snorted, "Fierce Ghost, I don't recall acknowledging you as my boss."

Fierce Ghost's face darkened, but he restrained himself, his tone displeased, "A Hu, you're speaking rather loudly."

A Hu leaned against the wall, continuing to jiggle his leg, "I've always spoken loudly, what about it?"

Lai Pei Leung whispered to Song Ren, "Brother Ren, that guy's name is A Hu."

"He's the third brother among the three brothers of the Vietnamese Gang."

"These guys have been making a big splash outside recently, especially their leader, the second brother, Tony."

"They don't have many men, but each one is a desperate character. Outside, whenever they start fighting, it's like they're risking their lives, giving no quarter to anyone else, and not leaving any for themselves."

"And their methods are vicious – murder, arson, kidnapping, extortion, they'll stop at nothing and have no regard for the rules of the underworld."

A Hu, Tony...

Song Ren paused upon hearing the two names, turning his head. "Is the eldest of those three brothers called A Cha?"

Lai Pei Leung nodded. "That's right, Brother Ren. Have you heard of them too?"

Instead of answering, Song Ren recalled the final installment of the three movies – Flash Point.

These three brothers were the villains in Flash Point.

Among them, Tony, the second eldest, was the most skilled fighter.

The third brother, A Hu, possessed brute force but his fighting skills were somewhat lacking. The eldest brother had the sharpest mind but the weakest fighting skills.

However, all three brothers were ruthless characters who had escaped from a refugee camp.

That place was similar to the former Kowloon Walled City, but the environment was even harsher, housing a very large number of Vietnamese refugees.

And the massive refugee camp brought not only people but also more crime.

These three brothers were a product of that environment and naturally did not wish to return to such a brutal place.

They had deep bonds, and also an elderly mother. They were very harmonious with each other.

But when dealing with outsiders, these three brothers were even less humane than Wong Po.

Wong Po was ferocious from the core and a capable fighter, but he wasn't without his limits.

The limits of these three brothers, however, were so low it was chilling.

In the movie, during a chase with the police, the third brother, A Hu, took an eight or nine-year-old child hostage, threatening the police to drop their guns.

After the police disarmed themselves, he still chose to throw the child ten meters away. The child's head hit the curb by the roadside, and he fell into a coma, severely injured.

Such an action was truly insane.

Overall, the humanity of these three brothers was only shown towards their own family. Towards outsiders, they were utterly without limits.

But this was also the main reason why the Vietnamese Gang had been so successful recently.

Although Song Ren didn't think highly of A Hu, he didn't say much.

He sat on the upper bunk and looked at the very restrained Chan Ka Lok.

"A Lok, what did you get sent in for? You look quite refined."

Chan Ka Lok gave an awkward smile. "Uh, it was financial crime..."

Song Ren raised an eyebrow. "Which kind?"

Chan Ka Lok truthfully replied, "It involved helping people launder money and financial fraud."

Song Ren: "Oh? How long was your sentence?"

Chan Ka Lok lowered his head. "Life."

"..."

Song Ren looked up in surprise.

This guy looked timid and shy, but he had played such a wild game.

Financial crime resulting in a life sentence – how much did he scam?

Yau Kong Ngau and the others were clearly hearing Chan Ka Lok's sentence for the first time, and they were all speechless.

Collectively, they, a group of hardened criminals, hadn't received as long a sentence as this seemingly gentle fellow.

They had underestimated him!