Yaoyang sat down again, put the iron box on the ground, and started talking like a friend.
"Why don't you just tell me why you came to Xiangjiang and why you chose to be a prison guard."
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.
The man was not too dissatisfied with the old man's behavior, so he replied:
"In order to be able to develop, I swam here. In order to be able to develop, I chose to be a police officer. I just didn't expect that I would be assigned here."
Yaoyang couldn't say that he came to kill Wu Shihao, to get a higher position, and to get a job, so he made up a random reason that he felt or suggested.
"developed?"
The old man smiled slightly and said:
"If you really have the ability, why can't you become prosperous by doing a job? Isn't it too stupid to be prosperous? This era is not the era of the four detectives."
As for Luo Sihai or Long Si, Yaoyang agrees from the bottom of his heart. After all, if Long Si has appeared, can Gao Jin be far behind?
If Gao Jin has Heixia, won't he come?
When Black Man is here, there might be a painter named Stark in the United States!
The Hong Kong Comprehensive City of the future will be a super city where super police are everywhere, and the gangsters of the century are not as good as dogs. The police is a high-risk profession. He has the foresight to do anything better than being a policeman.
"Besides being able to fight, I don't have any other skills. The only way I can think of to make a fortune is to be a cop. Although the era of the four detectives has passed, why can't it be revived?"
"If you have power, you will have money. If you have power, you will be prosperous. If I take power in the future and rebuild the era of the Four Detectives, what will be the difficulty?"
The old man poured cold water on the man's head and said with a slight smile:
"Young man, you are so arrogant! Even if everything you say succeeds, you are just a small prison guard now. What should you do?"
"Haven't thought of it yet!"
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:
"By the way, old man, why did you come here and why are you like this?"
"Because I'm too developed."
The old man gave a strange answer. Before the man could ask further questions, the old man said:
"You came from the mainland, so have you heard of the name "Long Si"?"
"No."
Yaoyang's pupils shrank, but he still said no.
This time Yaoyang's strangeness was clearly seen by Long Si.
"It doesn't matter if you haven't heard of it. I still have a long-lasting name, the Chinese God of Gambling. No one in the world remembers me, and I haven't used this name for many years!"
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:
"In my whole life, when it comes to gambling, I have always won every battle, and when it comes to winning the casino, no one can beat me. But when it comes to looking at people, I have been wrong time and time again."
"Fifty years ago, I was a successful gambler. When I first came out, I won consecutively against the eight kings of the gambling industry at that time, and I was regarded as the Chinese God of Gambling. At that time, I was very high-spirited and vigorously expanded my dominance in the gambling world.
He was betrayed by his friend, framed for drug smuggling, and jailed for eight years.”
"Eight years later, I set foot in the world again. My personality has become much calmer. Unfortunately, my natural boldness cannot be changed. On the way to Shanghai, I met more than a dozen people and became brothers of the opposite sex with them."
"It took me only seven days to set foot in Shiliyangchang. I won all the casinos in Shiliyangchang and controlled the entire gambling industry. At that time, no matter whether it was people in the gambling world or people from all walks of life, no one could win even three times in a row without saying a word of convincing.
All the tycoons treat me as their honored guest.”
Speaking of this, Long Si seemed to think of the past scenery, and his words were full of arrogance.
"What happened next?"
"There were a total of twelve people who were sworn brothers with me at the beginning. Including me, there were a total of thirteen brothers. After I took control of the entire gambling industry, I found them and divided the gambling kingdom into twelve parts. Each of them was responsible for one
District, a sworn vow is not in vain."
"I just didn't expect that people's greed will never end..."
Long Si's eyes were wandering, as if he was recalling and narrating at the same time.
In the end, all twelve of his brothers died, and only he prevailed again and survived.
Unfortunately, he was ambushed in the end and managed to escape back to Guangzhou. However, he was burdened with a heavy responsibility. After his former enemies learned of his plight, they pursued him with all their strength.
In the end, Long Si was not lucky for the third time, and his hands and feet were cut off by his enemies. In order to torture him, they also spent a lot of money to transport him from the mainland to the Hong Kong Comprehensive Market and throw him into Stanley Prison.
Listening to Long Si's story, Yaoyang's psychology at the moment was extremely complicated.
Except for the final ending, he has seen all of these stories with his own eyes!
So even in an integrated world, everyone cannot escape the so-called fate?
Will he be struck by lightning in the end?
And then cut the 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!
I don’t know how long it took, but Yaoyang finally regained his consciousness and said:
"Then what happened next? Why didn't you find someone to save you? Don't you have any other friends? I believe that even if they are not your friends, there are countless people who are willing to save you when they hear that you are the Chinese God of Gamblers, right?"
"Hahaha……"
Long Si smiled, his smile was extremely bitter. He tried his best to raise his hands, but he could only lift them a little.
"What can a useless person with broken arms and legs do if he goes out? I, Long Si, have been famous and majestic all my life. I don't want to be seen in my current state even if I die."
Hey... Lei Yaoyang sighed and understood:
"It seems that your enemy knows you very well and knows that you will not escape, so that's why he keeps you here and tortures you."
"Yes, he does know me very well, so what? In the end, I won."
Long Si said:
"In the past few decades, I have never asked for death. I have worked hard to survive, just to defeat him with this broken body. Just a month ago, I got the news that he died, and he died in front of me. I have been here for five years.
Ten years have killed him, hahaha..."
Laughing freely, Long Si's laughter was very hearty, as if he was expressing his inner emotions, so that the listeners could feel his joy.
Looking at the old man with disabled hands and feet in front of him, he seems to see an older version of himself: he has the same paranoid desire for victory and does whatever he wants...
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, you said that if you have power, you will have money, and if you have power and money, you will be developed. This is actually right. I understood this truth too late back then. I only focused on developing the gambling industry and thought that having money means being developed. That's why I am where I am today.
End."
"My health is getting worse and worse. It's obvious that I'm about to run out of energy. I don't want to lose my ability. 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, you have been delivering meals to me for a month, and I have noticed every time you take care of me. Before you came, there were all sorts of messy things in the meals. In this way, you can be considered kind to me. I
Long Si is a man who must repay kindness."
"Secondly, you are from the mainland, and from what you say, I am too, so I regard you as one of my own! There is nothing wrong with choosing someone from my hometown when there are not many choices."
"Third, you are ambitious!"
"I've been here for fifty years and thought about it for fifty years, and now it's really clear. The true highest level of gambling is to kill everyone and deny all relatives. It's all nonsense that the benevolent is invincible. If I had treated every opponent back then
Kill them all... Hey, forget it, as long as you 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 saluted Long Si:
"Master, please take care of me from now on." "Hahaha, okay, okay, fifty years ago, I, Long Si, was the God of Gamblers. Fifty years later, my apprentice will still be the God of Gamblers."
Long Si was overjoyed, and his laughter echoed in the dark room again.
Lei Yaoyang was no fool. He suddenly said:
"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 his reply, making him feel 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. Gambling skills don't have to be used at the gambling table. Maybe you can usually use it.
Use it."
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 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:
"Boy, why does it take so long to deliver food? Are you sleeping in there? Are you lazy?"
A trace of almost imperceptible disgust flashed through Lei Yaoyang's eagle 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. After saying that, he glanced at the bill 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. Hey, when will this day 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 superiors that this place will be demolished soon. There is no need for so many independent severe punishment prisons."
"I don't know who the old man inside is or who he offended. He is locked up in this damn place for fifty years at a time, which is longer than the time I have 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 500 independent cells, 50 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 to have a better way out in the future, and the same is true in Stanley.
At this moment, many prisoners are having fun in the playground.
They were wearing identical prison uniforms, some were sweating, running around the playground, playing basketball and other strenuous exercises.
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 in small groups, not knowing what they are discussing. As a prison guard, as long as these prisoners do not take any special actions, their free time is still particularly free.
"Uncle Biao, did you win the horse racing yesterday? Is my inside information reliable?"
"You're so big, I'll hit you on the instep with a gun! I shouldn't believe you if you say it loudly. You're locked up here. What's the inside story?"
"Uncle Biao, horses make mistakes, people make mistakes, and 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? How much have you lost? You can't believe it when you say this!"
"..."
Uncle Biao has been in this prison for decades. I don't know if he is popular or not, but regardless of his qualifications, everyone, whether they are prisoners or prison guards, like to say hello to him when they meet him.
In comparison, Lei Yaoyang is more like a bodyguard, transparent and expressionless, and no one pays attention to him.
"Boy, let's go. Go back and rest early. We 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 out red envelopes to a few of them, 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 responsible for delivering meals to Long Si.
Normally, he has no share in such easy tasks as patrolling, guarding the laundry factory, and guarding the playground.
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 bad that hides filth and evil.
Yaoyang was responsible for being led by Uncle Biao, and watched the prisoners go to work in the fields, or work in the fields, or knock stones.
At night, every other day, we have to keep vigil outside Okura.
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 Warden, is responsible for guarding the prison guards. As long as he arranges his work, sits in the office, blows on the fan, and instructs them to do their job through the remote control, then it will be OK.
The second-class warden, Deputy Warden of Stanley, if the warden uses his mouth, he undoubtedly uses 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.
But compared to the warden, the deputy warden is not easy to do.
It doesn't matter when nothing happens, but he is the one who takes the blame when something happens.
What to do if there is a problem in prison?
Of course the warden won't stand up to him. To be able to sit in the boss position here is a big deal.
At this time, the deputy warden who is responsible for the specific arrangements has to step in.
There is no doubt that the general direction of the boss is correct. Why did something go wrong? Of course, the following small turn was not made well, which is the responsibility of the deputy warden.
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 is commonly known as the section chief.
Specialized in managing prison guards, commuting to and from get off work, and various daily life matters.
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 things to rely on, they can choose to compete for some easy jobs, such as watching the prisoners entertain themselves, or watching the prisoners work in the laundry factory, etc... These jobs are the easiest jobs, and the key is that they do not involve other responsibilities.
!
The last remaining guards are undoubtedly newcomers like Uncle Biao and 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...