Hong Kong General: Rebirth of Rage, Rising from Prison

Chapter 13 If you have the guts, take your little brother to the moon!

Ou Yongen finished speaking confidently, but hesitated for the second half of the sentence.

"Lawyer Ou, please handle the case. If you have any questions, please let me know. I will fully cooperate."

Chen Shixian was keenly aware of Ou Yongen's dilemma.

"To re-file the case, the Attorney General's Office must acknowledge that there are doubts in the evidence before agreeing to overturn the case."

"Many links in the Attorney General's Office and the courts are controlled by foreigners and need to be cleared up."

“It’s a significant expense.”

"I feel ashamed to do this, but if I cannot appeal again, the chances of overturning the verdict are zero."

"I can waive the consulting fee, but..."

Chen Shixian raised his hand to stop him, interrupting Ou Yongen's words: "Lawyer Ou, it is only natural to get paid for doing things. I will not give you a penny less in lawyer fees."

"You can open up all the joints. I'll pay for it."

Although the Independent Commission Against Corruption has been established in Hong Kong Island.

But those foreigners are still corrupt as usual, and the ICAC only targets Chinese police officers.

These commissioners of the ICAC are paid by Emperor Entertainment Group, but they are spineless and can only bully their own people.

So Chen Shixian understood that in order to overturn the verdict, he had to give these foreigners some benefits in exchange for a chance.

The three hundred thousand earned from selling Dingquan is definitely not enough.

Ou Yongen already owed her a favor because he was able to use his connections to get things done. Chen Shixian would not do such an unethical thing as not paying the lawyer's fees.

"it is good."

Ou Yongen nodded in agreement, and then continued: "Later, I will help you apply for special confinement, and it will be implemented at the latest tomorrow."

"Need not."

Chen Shixian shook his head and refused, saying with a sly smile: "I am a prisoner now, my wallet is empty and my pockets are flat."

"I applied for special detention and was put in solitary confinement. How can I make money?"

……

At this time, it was time to go out for some fresh air in the playground.

“How many bosom friends can one have in life, and how many friendships can last forever.”

"Today we say goodbye and shake hands, our friendship will always be in our hearts."

……

On the playground, Zhong Tianzheng, wearing sunglasses made of newspaper, sat cross-legged, playing the erhu comfortably.

Lu Jiayao sat with other prisoners, shaking their heads and singing "Friendship Forever".

This song can be regarded as a prison song in Stanley. Everyone can hum a few lines and it is a must-have song in Stanley's Spring Festival performances every year.

It is no less than the later "iron doors, iron windows, iron chains...

Not far away, there are people playing basketball, practicing boxing, playing cards, betting on horses, and playing ping-pong. It is a colorful scene.

The whole playground looks peaceful and tranquil.

But the prison guards held their batons and stared at the playground with nervous expressions.

In Stanley, troubles are most likely to occur during the time periods of dining, working outside and playing in the playground.

This is because during these periods, prisoners from all the cells in Stanley would move out at the same time and gather together.

Don’t be fooled by the harmony and peace now.

But in this peaceful atmosphere, darkness and chaos are also growing.

The major societies took advantage of this gap to sell cigarettes in shares, bulk goods, and conduct transactions.

Each society in Stanley divided the shares according to their strength and distributed the shares according to the number of shares.

Whether it is cigarettes, alcohol, biscuits and drinks, or even flour, everything can be traded.

There are regulations for gambling licenses, and unqualified associations are not eligible to run gambling.

There are also some tender new pigs that enter Stanley and are traded as commodities for those perverts with homosexual tendencies to enjoy.

This is no different from other clubs outside.

The stronger the society is, the more shares it has and the more money it makes.

Small societies without strength can only eat leftovers and drink soup. Then there are prisoners who have no societies or backgrounds, who can only be harvested or rely on some societies to survive.

At this time on the playground, in the best visible and most shady place, the leaders of various clubs gathered together.

They all caught wind.

Dasha in cell No. 2 was stabbed into a sieve, his leader Pineapple Head was beaten into a pig's head by Chen Shixian, and Dongxing's henchmen were beaten to death.

Dasha, the Red Stick of Dongxing, was well-known for his fighting ability, but he was knocked out by Chen Shixian, which was really surprising.

However, no matter how surprised they were, these big guys brought more surprises.

Originally, the number of bulk cigarette stocks in each cell was fixed, with one person assigned to one position.

But now the situation is different. There is no gang in Cell No. 2 for no reason, and Dasha’s shares are now empty.

If Dasha is picked by other societies, as long as this society can hold out for three days without being overthrown, the shares will be given to this society.

But Dasha was picked by Chen Shixian. He was not a member of the society and was not eligible to get shares.

What's more, the reason why he is called inhumane is that he has no humanity at all. In his eyes, prisoners are worse than dogs.

At least eight out of ten prisoners were killed in secret.

If they don't do it openly, they will kill you secretly.

Even if Chen Shixian could come back safely after drinking the inhumane milk tea, he would definitely be retaliated against later.

It is inhumane to offend others. Everyone agrees that Chen Shixian is no different from a dead person.

Dongxing’s current shares are like pie in the sky, and everyone wants to pounce on it and take a bite.

A horse will not be fat without night grass, and a man will not be rich without windfall.

If you don't make use of your unexpected fortune, then there's something wrong with your brain. It's better to make as much as you can.

If you have shares, you have money; if you have money, you have followers; if you have followers, you have power.

This is the ecological environment of Stanley.

The number gang's boss, Kou Shui Nan, sat awkwardly on the side steps, spitting saliva excitedly:

"Oh my god, I was such a jerk that I got beaten up by a policeman who had just stripped off his uniform. It's really embarrassing!"

"If I had known he was so useless, I would have asked my subordinate Skull to destroy him and plant the flag on Warehouse No. 2!"

Datun pushed his glasses up, a sneer appeared on his lips: "If I had known earlier, wouldn't it be more impressive if you had learned the skill of stringing together and led your men to the moon?!"

"grass!"

Kou Shuinan threw the cigarette in his hand heavily, pointed at Datun and cursed: "Dui Lei mother, say it again!"

"Damn, I've never seen such a slut, he wants to do it again after getting bitten."

"I'll say it again, if you have the guts, I'll take your little brother to the moon!"

Datun slapped down Koushuinan's fingers with a palm, then confronted Koushuinan with his chest, and the two were on the verge of a fight.

"Stop arguing, Koushuinan, Datun. Why don't you just go to the other side and have a fight. Even if it means punching through the earth."

"We are here to divide the shares. Who has time to watch your performance?"

Hong Xing Sha Biao, with his big nose, spoke unhappily.

"Yeah, stop talking, two big guys, I'll beat your mother, you pick that star, I'll laugh at you if I see you."

Uncle Dong, the leader of Quanxing Society, has gray hair on his temples, an extraordinary demeanor, and speaks in a conciliatory manner.

He was originally planning to whitewash Quanxing Society and set up a company outside.

Unfortunately, his subordinates were not on the same page with him and betrayed him, trapping him in Stanley.

Now he has to take up the banner of Quanxing Society and compete with these youngsters.

Uncle Dong has been in the underworld for a lifetime and still has a certain prestige, so everyone gives him some respect on the surface.

Koushuinan and Datun glared at each other and separated.

No matter how much they quarreled and made a fuss, they all knew in their hearts that the more important thing today was to divide the shares.

If this really happens, the shares will be cheaper for other associations.

So everything quieted down.

　Uncle Dong is the leader of Quanxing Society in the Bloodbath at Honghua Pavilion, and Kou Shuinan is one of the bosses in Black Prison Heartbreak Song
　　
　
(End of this chapter)