In chaotic times, development is always the first step before governance. In the process of development, there will inevitably be garbage, large and small.
Stanley is such a garbage collection station.
If we want to classify this garbage into three, six or nine grades, Lu Yunsheng, whose cement on the grave has cracked, is the first grade, Fei Bo, who has grass over three meters high on the grave, is the second grade, and Wu Shihao, who is retiring in Stanley, is the third grade.
Others are, at best, lower class.
Wu Shihao has been here for three years, but everything in the world is still his story.
Just like a few years ago, the "Three Tycoons" of Shili Yangchang regarded him as their idol as long as he was a short mule or a "challenge".
To kill such an influential boss, even without the help of the society, Lei Yaoyang began to wonder if he had offended Luo Tuo in some way.
This boss wants to kill himself.
but…
The more this happens, the more challenging it becomes, isn’t it?
I don’t know if it’s his original personality or Lei Yaoyang himself who is like this, but I still get a little excited when I think about it.
However, how to kill Wu Shihao and how to save his life after killing him are matters worthy of long-term consideration.
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Stanley, a beautiful town in the south of Hong Kong, is located to the east of Repulse Bay and is full of exotic customs.
This is a famous tourist attraction in Gangzong City, with sunshine and sandy beaches. It is really a good place for sightseeing and leisure.
But it’s not the scenery he’s famous for.
Rather
prison!
In other words, Gangzong City Jianghu Nursing Home, Gangzong City Fighting Social University, and Gangzong City Soap Picking Training Class.
Everyone there is talented and they speak well.
However, Lei Yaoyang didn't like it, let alone call it his home.
Because it is no exaggeration to say that these days, Wu Shihao is the biggest brother and the most handsome boy in Stanley.
Eighty percent of Yiqun's surviving dwarf mules are inside.
After bidding farewell to the camel, Lei Yaoyang was thinking crazily in his head about how he could kill Wu Shihao and escape unscathed.
"Secretly, he used a sharpened toothbrush to take advantage of Wu Shihao's carelessness. His younger brother was distracted. He exploded and stabbed Wu Shihao to death. Then he opened fire and hit him from inside Stanley to outside Stanley."
Damn, I wouldn’t dare to write this except for a novel called Meng.
.Bah, bah, bah, this idea is getting weirder and weirder.
Thinking about it
A bold and careful plan appeared in Lei Yaoyang's mind.
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In fact, it was not him, Wu Shihao, who had the final say in Stanley.
The prison guard is the real boss.
Wu Shihao was a gangster brother who worked with Lei Luo and could hold meetings for 28 detectives at home and kill Superintendent Henry whenever he asked.
But in Stanley, especially a big boss like him who moved the whole society to Stanley.
It's like a tiger falling on the plain and being bullied by a dog.
Control him casually.
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After the establishment of the Independent Commission Against Corruption, what is the biggest difference between the Hong Kong Comprehensive City Police Examination and the Prison Guard Examination compared to the era of the money empire of the Four Detectives?
Answer: Originally, as long as you could recognize a few big characters and send red envelopes to the examiner, you would be able to pass. Now, now you can recognize the English letters "twenty-four" and you will send red envelopes to the ghost guy.
None of this is difficult for Lei Yaoyang.
And I have to admire that my predecessor, Lei Yaoyang, has been a dwarf mule for so many years, and yet he has been clean and innocent throughout his life without any stain.
Based on his current conditions, it would be a pity to be a policeman. It would be a pity for the legal profession to not be a lawyer because of his appearance.
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The dark corridor was dark and damp, and there was a musty smell in the air.
It is surrounded by iron walls, and even the windows are made of iron. It can be said that the defense is airtight. Let alone sunlight, there is not even much air circulation. There are "rats" in the iron cage, and they are everywhere outside the iron cage.
The mice are scurrying around.
An old man in prison clothes curled up and remained motionless, sleeping on the ground as if he was dead.
In front of the old man, there was a tall man whose face could not be seen clearly. The man was obviously not from the same place as the old man, because he was wearing a prison guard's uniform and was clean. He had a pair of black leather shoes, which were polished brightly, and he had a hand in his hand.
Holding a tin box of food.
The meal is just a steamed bun with a little bran.
But for these dregs of society, it would be nice to have something to feed them.
Is it unexpected for such a person to appear in such an environment? In fact, it is not unexpected at all. After all, Yaoyang is the focus of attention everywhere like the reader's father.
"It's time to get up and eat."
Yaoyang put down the iron box, patted the old man's face gently, and tried his best to greet him.
Yaoyang's voice is very soft, with Cantonese mixed with pure Mandarin, and his accent is very strange.
This is also a small trick on his part. After all, wherever the hometown dialect is spoken, people will get closer to him.
"Old man, old man..."
Yaoyang spent a lot of effort and kept shouting.
As if he had just woken up, the old man suddenly spoke in a pure Mandarin accent:
"Boy, are you delivering food again?"
"Yeah, I just joined the job, so who else will give it away if I don't give it away!"
When the man heard the old man's reply, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fortunately, you're still alive!"
This is just a decent thing Lei Yaoyang said and an excuse to get close to the old man.
As a person who only loves himself, he delivers food to a bad old man. There is only one reason why this bad old man’s surname is Luo and is known as Long Si in the world.
Even in order to get close to Luo Sihai, Lei Yaoyang did not even bother Wu Shihao in the past few days.
"You can't even deliver this meal a few times. I can't hold it anymore. Little Chi, why do you think people are alive?"
The old man spoke indifferently and struggled to sit up. His movements were extremely weird. His hands and feet did not move to support the ground. Instead, he twisted his body to sit up, but his eyes were looking straight at Yaoyang.
Yaoyang didn't help him, he just stood quietly thinking about his problem.
"People live for what?"
To get ahead?
For Great Expectations?
Yaoyang did not answer the old man but quietly thought about his question.
The old man didn't rush him, and the whole boy and the boy stayed here in a daze for a while.
"Where's the food?"
The old man's sudden interruption interrupted Yaoyang's thoughts, so he simply stopped thinking about it.
"here!"
Yaoyang picked up the iron box and held it in front of the old man.
The old man buried his head and wolfed down the food, eating it very happily, as if he was eating "delicacies from the mountains and the sea".
After a while, the food in the iron box was blown away by the wind, leaving no trace behind.
Looking at the old man's appearance, Yaoyang seemed to have thought of something but could not say it.
I had to quietly start cleaning up.
In fact, there was nothing to clean up. He just picked up the iron box on the ground, bent over and turned around to leave.
"Young boy, I don't have much time. Can you chat with me?"
The old man spoke and unexpectedly stopped Yaoyang.
There was a hint of joy in the depths of Yaoyang's pupils. The light in the cell was very dark, so Long Si didn't notice that this was what he had been waiting for after a month of attentiveness.
This sentence was planned but unreasonable. This chapter has been completed!