Yaoyang stopped and turned around. He didn't mind the dirt on the ground and sat down directly, placing the iron box on the ground.
"Have you ever eaten a tiger?"
The old man's tone was calm, but there was a hint of unquestionable majesty, which put great pressure on people and made them want to reply quickly.
"No"
"Have you ever eaten a brown bear?"
"nor!"
"You've always eaten sharks, right?"
"..."
"I'm just a little prison guard. I've never seen anything you mentioned, let alone being eaten alive."
Long Si's words made Yaoyang a little confused as to how to answer them. What does this mean?
The myth of the rice cook has been popular since the 1980s? Is everything related to the rice cook?
"Do you believe me when I say I've eaten it?"
The old man smiled slightly and said:
"Believe! Believe! Believe! Whatever you say is what you say!"
"Then do you believe that I used to be very wealthy?"
"I believe it! And I will also be prosperous in the future."
The old man poured cold water on the man's head and said with a slight smile:
"Young man, you are so shameless! You are just a small prison guard now, what should you do?"
"Let's see what happens!"
In fact, Lei Yaoyang didn't think about it at all... But it's not a lie. It was true that he didn't expect it. After all, he acted on the spot and couldn't change his mind.
Yaoyang was discouraged and immediately asked:
"So what does it have to do with dry rice!"
"Because I'm too developed."
The old man gave a strange answer.
Without waiting for Yaoyang to ask further questions, the old man immediately said:
"You came from the mainland, so have you heard of the name "Long Si"?"
"No."
Yaoyang's pupils shrank, what he was waiting for was this sentence. Not only had he heard of Long Si, he had also heard of a very cool Vietnamese named Long Wu. His main business was a bodyguard and his side job was a film company.
Long Si could clearly see Yaoyang's small strangeness.
"It doesn't matter if you haven't heard of it, I still have a long-lasting name: the Chinese God of Gambling!"
The old man sighed deeply and his tone began to sound lonely.
"Are you the Chinese god of gambling? How is this possible!"
Yaoyang shouted in disbelief.
"I'm still Elizabeth's brother-in-law!"
"Why is it impossible? As a dying person, why would I make up such lies to deceive you? It won't do me any good."
The old man, or rather Long Si, spoke calmly.
"and you……"
Long Si's eyes flashed with memories, and he had already begun to speak:
"I have never lost in my life, but I have never been right when I met someone."
"When it comes to cooking, I've eaten all kinds of food, whether it's flying in the sky or on the ground, or in the water, as long as it's for sale, whether it's the palace chef or the handsome man's private kitchen, in the end, this ordinary wowotou is the most delicious!"
Gambling and Ganfan Yaoyang couldn't figure out the connection between them, but it made so much sense from what Long Si said.
An old man and a young man sit opposite each other.
One person speaks calmly and the other person listens quietly.
"Fifty years ago, I was a great gambler. When I was young, I was framed for selling cigarettes for 10 yuan and was imprisoned for eight years."
"Eight years later, I set foot on the world again. On the train to Shili Yangchang, I defeated thousands of masters and became opposite-sex brothers with them."
"It took me seven days to set foot in Shiliyangchang. It only took me seven days to win all the casinos in Shiliyangchang and control the entire gambling industry."
"At that time, no matter whether it was people in the gambling world or people from all walks of life, there was no one who couldn't say a single word of admiration. Even the three tycoons, Shen Yifu, and White Clam all treated me as their honored guest. But when it came to gambling, I was the emperor of a foreign business ten miles away."
Speaking of this, Long Si seemed to think of the past scenery, but surprisingly, he had no pride or regret, but was as calm as water.
Slowly flowing...
The story is very cliché. It is a TV series by Lei Yaoyang that I have watched several times. Even the thing that appears in King of Kings is not called gambling, but magic.
But when all this happened in reality, the gambling god Long Si appeared in front of Lei Yaoyang as a down-and-out old man who was about to die.
Lei Yaoyang had an indescribable feeling in his heart.
It took a while before Yaoyang finished digesting
"and after?"
Long Si didn't say anything further and just sighed.
The clouds of the past, glory and wealth, brotherhood... fame, fortune, etc. are all contained in this breath.
Yes! What happened next?
Need I say more?
You don't need to listen, you can see it with your eyes.
Isn't it the story of Long Si's future when his family is destroyed and he is imprisoned for half his life?
The plot is exactly the same as on TV, so even in a fused world, everyone cannot escape the so-called fate?
Will he be struck by lightning in the end?
And then cut his body into pieces randomly with Duoduo Nan?
At this moment, Lei Yaoyang was in shock and was silent for a long time. Long Si did not feel anything unusual, he just thought that the good boy in front of him was shocked by his story.
In fact, Yaoyang is just fighting with his own heart.
What fate? What providence?
He must cover the sky with one hand!
"Hahaha……"
Something strange happened, Long Si and Lei Yaoyang laughed together.
Lei Yaoyang smiled because his fate had been broken since time traveling.
Long Sixiao, on the other hand, no matter what, he still won in the end. Isn't it a victory to survive all the opponents?
Looking at the disabled Long Si in front of him, he has the same paranoid desire for victory as the running thunder tiger Lei Yaoyang, and he does whatever he wants...
If the Battle of Huoshaozhou had not broken out, would Yaoyang, who could cover the sky with one hand, have the same ending as him?
Long Si's later years were extremely miserable, and his fate in the original work was not much better or even worse.
I have the same character as Long Si and I am destined to have no good ending, so I need to change it!
But after the change?
Is Lei Yaoyang still Lei Yaoyang?
But you can't do whatever you want, you can't be someone outside the circle, you can't... Then what's the point of living?
"Boy, let me tell you that if you want to be a big thing in this world, you need three things. The first thing is money, the second thing is money, and the third thing is still money."
"My health is getting worse and worse now. It's obvious that I'm about to run out of energy. I don't want to lose this skill. Boy, let me ask you, are you willing to learn gambling from me?"
"Gambling skills?"
Lei Yaoyang has been busy waiting for this sentence for more than a month.
"You are willing to teach me, why?"
"First of all, you have been delivering meals to me for a month, and I see every time you take care of me. In this way, you can be considered a favor to me. I, Long Si, am a human being and I will repay any favor I receive."
"Secondly, you are ambitious!"
Long Si's reason is surprisingly simple, just like when you walk to the roadside and meet a beggar who tells you that you are a genius in martial arts and you only need ten yuan to take home the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon and the Nine Yin Manual.
The most important thing is that these secrets are all true.
"I have been here for fifty years and thought about it for fifty years. Now it is really clear that the true highest state of gambling is to kill everyone and not recognize any relatives."
"The saying that a benevolent person is invincible, that's all nonsense for seniors to fool younger generations, just to give myself a chance to make a comeback. If I had killed every opponent back then... Hey, forget it, you just understand."
Having said this, Long Si seemed to think of something again, his tone turned low, he paused for a moment, and then said:
"Are you willing to learn?"
Lei Yaoyang actually didn't believe any of Long Si's so-called reasons, let alone that such an old Jianghu would accept him as his disciple for reasons that were not reasons.
Just like Long Si didn't believe a word about a boy who suddenly appeared and treated him well, and dismissed it as a coincidence.
However, if one is willing to teach and the other is willing to learn, even if each has their own agenda, the problem will be solved.
Lei Yaoyang stood up and bowed his hands to Long Si:
"Then I'll ask Master to take more care of me from now on."
"Ha ha ha ha."
Long Si was overjoyed, and his laughter echoed in the dark room again.
Lei Yaoyang was no fool. He immediately changed his mind and called the master:
"Master, aren't you afraid of seeing the wrong person again?"
"My life is almost gone. Even if I misjudge you, what will I lose?"
Long Si didn't care about replying, giving people a feeling of being extremely free and easy.
Yaoyang's mind was spinning very fast and he blurted out:
"What if I learn gambling skills and don't use them anymore?"
"You won't use it. As long as you are ambitious, you will definitely use it one day. And life is the biggest gamble. The way of gambling does not have to be used at the gambling table. Maybe you can usually use it.
Use it."
"It's just like eating. Let me tell you, people live to eat. As for what to eat? How much to eat? It's destined by nature? Gambling is just a way to eat..."
Long Si speaks in a relaxed manner, but the profound meaning in his words speaks directly to people's hearts.
At this moment, Lei Yaoyang also somewhat understood Long Si's thoughts.
This man who has won and fought all his life wants to fight with others even after his death. He has been locked up here for decades and may have chatted with many prison guards.
But how could an ordinary prison guard pay attention to him?
Come to think of it, the results of every chat are not satisfactory to him.
Ambition, desire.
This is what I lack most.
In addition, Long Si knew that he was destined to die soon, so he decided to take a final gamble and teach gambling skills himself.
He probably hopes that one day he will become famous as his disciple and let his legend spread again...
After becoming a disciple of Long Si, Lei Yaoyang's time in the room reached the limit. The two discussed for a few words that they would start studying formally tomorrow, and Lei Yaoyang walked out of the cell with an empty iron lunch box.
Walking out of Long Si's exclusive cell was like walking out of endless darkness. The sun was shining brightly outside. A month of hard work finally paid off. Lei Yaoyang smiled happily, just like a big boy.
Yaoyang seemed to have deliberately untied a few buttons on the top of the police uniform, giving people a flamboyant impression.
A combination full of contradictions!
A guy who coexists with sunshine and darkness.
I believe this will be the first impression of everyone who sees him.
After walking out of the single cells, Lei Yaoyang came to the outside.
Standing here at the moment was a man in his fifties, also dressed in a prison guard's uniform, walking around with an anxious look on his face.
Seeing Lei Yaoyang coming out, he immediately said unhappily:
"Young man, why does it take so long to deliver food? Are you sleeping in there? Are you lazy?"
A trace of almost imperceptible disgust flashed in Lei Yaoyang's eyes, and he said with a smile:
"Boss, how dare I! But you also know the condition of the old man inside. He seems to be dying, so he's a little slow."
Bah...! It's really unlucky. No wonder I've been losing every day at horse racing this month. I come here every day to deliver food to a dying person. How can I not be unlucky?"
Uncle Biao sighed a few times, his face full of ugliness, but he didn't have the slightest doubt.
As he spoke, he glanced again and continued:
"You niggas, you had a grudge against me in your last life, right? We met at the gambling table after work, and there was another one who followed me all day long at work. When will these days end...!"
Uncle Biao, Zhou Huabiao, the old prison guard in Stanley.
After working as a prison guard for more than ten years, he has already regarded this job as a dawdling, muddle along and have no ambition to make progress.
So it remains to be verified whether it is the fatal scissors in the Truant Veyron.
Going to work every day and gambling every day after get off work, this is almost Uncle Biao's life.
According to gossip, Uncle Biao once won 50,000 yuan at a gambling table by a young man.
Since then, he has not been very friendly to young people.
Since coming to Stanley, Lei Yaoyang has followed Uncle Biao every day and learned nothing else. He has listened to many gossips and gossips about the prison.
He is definitely the right person to find information about Wu Shihao.
But Lei Yaoyang is not in a hurry. He has more important things to do now than killing Wu Shihao.
"Why are you still standing there? You haven't been in this damn place enough? Let's go!"
After murmuring for a while, Uncle Biao glanced at Lei Yaoyang angrily and signaled to leave.
After a month of getting along, Lei Yaoyang had become accustomed to his colleague's style, so he followed him outside in silence.
After all, how high can he jump now!
How miserable it will be in the future!
Along the way, Uncle Biao kept talking:
"I heard from the boss that this place will be demolished soon. There is no need for so many independent severe punishment prisons, and there are no small black rooms to use!"
"I don't know who the old man is inside. Who did he offend? He's been locked up in this damn place for fifty years at a time, which is longer than the time I've been in the job."
"If it were me, I wouldn't be able to endure being locked up for two days. There won't be anyone around. It would be even worse than death!"
"..."
Listening to his ramble, Yaoyang didn't say a word and followed silently, thinking in his mind to squeeze out the last bit of value from Long Si.
After leaving the individual cell area at the northernmost edge of Stanley Prison, the two quickly arrived at the center of Stanley Prison.
Here is a huge playground. Standing high on the playground, you can have a panoramic view of all the scenery in Stanley Prison.
There are a total of 800 independent cells, hundreds of large cells, and a prison hospital consisting of 50 beds and 6 isolation single wards.
There are also printing, laundry and other factories, kitchens, staff dormitories, etc., and the supporting facilities are quite complete.
Someone once said that if there was a place in Hong Kong that could be self-sufficient, it would be Stanley Prison.
Some people have said in the future that the young people in Hong Kong Comprehensive Market want a better way out in the future, and the same is true in Stanley.
After all, you don’t need rent, food, accommodation, and salary...
At this moment, many prisoners are having fun in the playground.
They wear identical prison uniforms and do what they like.
Some gathered around the small wooden table and were playing a unique board game in the prison.
There are also some who are sneaking around, gathering together in groups, and they don’t know what they are discussing.
As a prison guard, as long as the prisoners do not take any special actions, they are particularly free during their free time.
"Uncle Biao, did you win the horse race yesterday? Isn't my wealth powerful enough to force people to run away?"
"You're so big, I'll hit you on the instep with a gun! Rich people are more deceitful than rats with dragon heads."
"Uncle Biao, horses make mistakes and people make mistakes. I was also deceived. Next time, next time I will definitely give you a piece of news that is sure to make money..."
"Uncle Biao, do you still believe him? You have lost so much, it is the last word to listen to me and buy Taxue Wuhen!"
"..."
Uncle Biao has been in this prison for decades. I don't know if he is popular or not, but from the fact that he has not had a director for more than ten years, we can tell that he is just like that.
So the prisoners dared to tease him.
In comparison, Lei Yaoyang is more like a bodyguard, transparent and expressionless, and no one pays attention to him.
"Young man, let's go. Go back and rest early. You'll have to watch these bastards work in the afternoon."
Uncle Biao casually chatted with the prisoners for a few words, said hello, and left the playground with Lei Yaoyang, returning to the dormitory to rest.
The work of prison guards is actually extremely hard. They have to stay in the prison five days a week and have food and accommodation in the dormitory.
Only on weekends, I have two days of vacation to get out of here.
As a newcomer, Lei Yaoyang didn't give many red envelopes to his boss, so he was not popular at all.
The work assigned to him was also the most tiring and dangerous.
Like an ordinary prison guard, he stays in the playground and walks around, watching the prisoners entertain themselves, even if the work is over.
Lei Yaoyang's job is much heavier.
When it comes to meals, from the first day he came to Stanley, he has been specifically responsible for delivering meals to Long Si.
Normally, he has no share in such easy tasks as patrolling, laundry factory guarding, and playground guarding.
But he was also happy to do this, after all, only in this way could he quickly understand the Stanley Prison, a mixed bag of good and evil that hides evil and evil.
Yaoyang was in charge, led by Uncle Biao, and watched the prisoners go to work in the fields, either going to the fields or knocking stones.
At night, every other day, we have to keep vigil outside Okura.
To put it bluntly, everyone else is 996 Yaoyang, almost 12127.
Some people may say that they are both guards, so what’s the difference?
In fact, this is not the case. The knowledge inside is great, and the guards have to be of the same rank.
The first-class warden, the warden of Stanley Prison, signed his name with every move of his mouth and pen and finished his work for a month.
The second-class guard, deputy warden of Stanley Prison, is undoubtedly using his legs.
Walking back and forth in the prison twice a day, showing off your authority, being praised by others, and arranging some specific matters, that's it.
However, compared to the warden, the deputy warden is not easy to do.
The credit goes to the warden for his good leadership, and the punishment is to the deputy warden for his poor performance.
According to gossip, the post of Deputy Warden of Stanley is the most common one to be redeployed.
Nine out of ten people leave with a huge scapegoat on their backs, without getting anything good.
The remaining one was even more unlucky. He offended the prisoner severely and was killed outside.
Next, the third-class guard, that is, the person who manages the prison guards in the prison, commonly known as the section chief, is the person who does the actual work in the prison.
Next is the fourth grade old fried dough sticks.
These people have one characteristic in common: they are good at flattering and pleasing their superiors, and they know Stanley well.
With these to rely on, they can choose to compete for some easy jobs, such as watching prisoners entertain themselves, or watching prisoners working in laundry factories, etc...
These jobs are the easiest jobs, and the key is that they don’t involve other responsibilities!
But most of them are prepared to wait until they die to get their wages.
The last remaining guards are undoubtedly the useless ones like Uncle Biao and newcomers like Yaoyang.
When you watch prisoners working in the field, you may encounter prisoners escaping from prison.
Moreover, when working in the field, the tools can be used as "weapons". If the prisoner takes one away, or if they start a fight on the spot, if something happens, the responsibility is on the guard.
Furthermore, the outdoor environment is harsh, no different from a construction site.
The sun shines in the summer, and the north wind blows in the winter. The prisoners are almost dead from exhaustion, and the prison guards are no better.
After all, we are here to do big things, so when we first came to Yaoyang, we chose to keep a low profile.
Otherwise, someone else would dare to dominate him...
Go and learn manners from God! This chapter has been completed!