Security Company

He had been humiliated so openly and brazenly.

In his anger, Fok Siu Tong could not help slamming a palm onto the tea table.

The small, exquisite teacups wobbled several times from the recoil, spilling a few drops of tea.

The two bodyguards standing nearby immediately reached inside the collars of their suits.

Song Ren remained seated, completely unmoved.

Instead, Fok Siu Tong raised a hand and stopped them from doing anything further.

With a dark expression, he sat back down.

"What do you want?"

"You're Bao Zhu's man. Does Bao Zhu know you asked me out just to threaten me?"

Song Ren let out a mocking laugh. "Does Miss Zhu know that her future father-in-law is someone who will stop at nothing for profit—even selling out Sir Zhu?"

Fok Siu Tong's expression grew even uglier at those words.

A Lok still had no idea how much crucial information he had in his hands.

And the man before him was clearly on A Lok's side!

Burning with rage, he took several heavy breaths before finally calming down a little.

"Talk. What exactly do you want?"

In the end, Fok Siu Tong could not withstand the pressure and chose to lower his head and back down for the time being.

This was within Song Ren's expectations.

After all, people like him valued their status and loved themselves above all else.

How could he possibly bite down with an underground fighter? Sooner or later, he would have to compromise.

The negotiations were finally on track, so Song Ren stopped wasting words.

What he wanted was simple.

For one thing, he wanted Fok Siu Tong to find a way to get A Lok and Yau Kong Ngau's entire group released early from Stanley.

For another, he wanted Fok Siu Tong to acquire a legitimate security company in the shortest possible time and transfer the shares to him unconditionally.

Song Ren had never planned to infiltrate a gang, but he had established his presence inside Stanley.

With gang-related missions weighing on him as well, dealing with gangs—even fighting them—was unavoidable.

A security company would be the most convenient way for him to operate through legitimate channels, and it would give him a far more respectable front.

Besides, he had Fook Shing Building as a platform.

As far as resources were concerned, once Song Ren made a name for himself, he could easily get in touch with top-level elites, making business much more convenient.

On top of that, with his identity as a police informant, he could make reasonable use of it. Once everything was linked together, handling matters would become much easier.

The two conditions Song Ren had proposed were not particularly difficult.

At most, they would cost a little more money. If this hidden danger could be resolved completely, Fok Siu Tong would definitely agree without hesitation.

But Song Ren had made it clear that he intended to live off him for the rest of his life.

That was what made Fok Siu Tong suffer the most.

A fly who fought black-market boxing at the very bottom actually dared to climb onto his head.

Fok Siu Tong was filled with rage but had nowhere to vent it. He could only grit his teeth and swallow it whole.

For the short term, he could only compromise and pacify the other man.

He needed time to deal with the dirty parts of what had happened back then.

Half a month later, at the back gate of Stanley Prison.

Five men in prison uniforms walked out one after another.

Yau Kong Ngau raised his head and drew in a deep breath.

After being away for several years, he had finally walked out of Stanley Prison.

"Brother Ngau!"

"Brother Ngau!"

"Brother Ngau!"

"Brother Ngau!"

Several successive voices nearby pulled Yau Kong Ngau's thoughts back to reality.

When he turned around, he saw the other brothers who had been released at the same time.

They were his former police teammates, who had been locked up in Stanley Prison together for crimes including coercive interrogation and manslaughter.

In the end, all of them had miraculously been released early on the same day.

Young Master, Bao Zhu, Ah Wah, and Ah Chuen.

All of them had been left with scars of varying sizes on their bodies and faces inside.

Young Master Chiu Chi Keung had been the unluckiest of them all.

The cell block where he had been held was the one containing the most criminals their team had arrested back then.

During his years in Stanley, he had suffered inhuman torture. Not only had it left him impotent, but half of his face had also been disfigured, making him look extremely hideous.

After coming out, the men were still somewhat puzzled. Their original sentences should have had several months left.

They had not expected to be told that they had completed their sentences and were being released early.

Although they did not know what had happened, they could not possibly object to leaving this place that was like hell.

Yau Kong Ngau looked over his four brothers and thought of the other brother who had died, his expression turning somewhat gloomy.

But he quickly composed himself. "Ah Wah, Bao Zhu, Ah Chuen, Young Master."

The five men looked at each other before embracing one another tightly.

Not far away, a voice interrupted their brotherly reunion.

"Brother Ngau, you can save the sentimental words for later. If you want to keep hugging, you can strip naked and sleep together tonight. I don't mind."

Yau Kong Ngau turned around and looked toward the three cars parked not far outside the gate.

A Lok, who had been released ten days earlier, stood beside one of them.

He was dressed in bright, stylish clothes—a suit and trousers, gold-rimmed glasses, and the slicked-back hairstyle of an elite.

He gave a particularly flashy wave. "Brother Ngau, long time no see."

Beside another car stood Siu Jai Ming, who had also been released a few days earlier.

He was likewise dressed to the nines, wearing a pair of oversized sunglasses. He raised a hand and called out, "Brother Ngau!"

Yau Kong Ngau smiled silently and nodded at them before looking toward the last man stepping out of another car.

He took the initiative to walk over. "Brother Ren."

Song Ren gave him a brief hug. "Welcome out."

Ah Wah and the others were still confused. They gathered together and whispered.

"Who is that? Brother Ngau seems to respect him a lot."

"When did Brother Ngau get to know these people? How come I didn't know?"

"Are they brothers from the same cell block?"

Yau Kong Ngau waved to them, signaling for everyone to come over, then introduced them.

"Brother Ren, let me introduce you."

"These are my brothers who've been through life and death with me: Ah Wah, Bao Zhu, Ah Chuen, and Young Master."

A Lok laughed from the side. "I knew about them long ago. Otherwise, Brother Ren wouldn't have had you brought out early."

Song Ren smiled, then shook hands with each of the four men.

The four of them followed Yau Kong Ngau and called him Brother Ren in turn, though their tones were still slightly unfamiliar.

Inside the car, the brothers gathered together and secretly questioned Yau Kong Ngau.

"Brother Ngau, who is that?"

"He looks really impressive."

"You seem to respect him a lot?"

Yau Kong Ngau replied, "Of course he's impressive. He can take on dozens of people by himself. Brother Ren is really skilled."

After he said that, the others immediately understood.

If they were talking about whose reputation had been the strongest in Stanley Prison over the past month or so, it had to be the monster in Cell Block Nine.

The Beast, the Terminator, the Monster, Tyrannosaurus...

All kinds of exaggerated nicknames had been piled onto that man's head.

His exploits had also spread farther and farther, to the point that some of them had already become almost unbelievable.

When they remembered that Brother Ngau had been in Cell Block Nine as well, they more or less understood.

Young Master asked in a low voice, "Brother Ngau, where are we going?"

Yau Kong Ngau replied, "Brother Ren said he was taking everyone out for a welcome feast. There'll be arrangements afterward."

As he spoke, he turned to A Lok. "A Lok, what is Brother Ren doing now?"

A Lok let out a sly laugh. "Brother Ren?"

"He's doing extremely well now. The Golden Shield Security Company, which has recently started making a name for itself—that's Brother Ren's operation now."

A Lok briefly recounted what Song Ren had done over the past half month.

During that time, Song Ren had spent most of his time dealing with matters concerning the security company.

The transfer of shares, business arrangements, and various facility issues all required his personal attention.

There was no helping it. He did not have a single assistant.

Fortunately, over the following days, A Lok, Siu Jai Ming, and some of the men from Cell Block Nine were gradually released.

They were able to help somewhat with recruiting people and arranging business.

Otherwise, he would not even have had time to go to Fook Shing Building and fight a few matches.