Hong Kong General: Rebirth of Rage, Rising from Prison

Chapter 37 The last cold rainy night in Stanley!
Stanley Office.

In order to prepare for the monthly routine inspection by the Justices of the Peace, several prison heads, including Killer Hung, Zhong Chuxiong, Ghost Seer, Piranha, etc., were called together.

The work is arranged and guided by the deputy warden.

The Justice of the Peace system has been implemented in Hong Kong Island for more than a hundred years.

Justices of the Peace have a high status and considerable power in Hong Kong Island. In the history of Hong Kong Island, they have even possessed judicial power.

One of the duties includes inspecting prisons, hospitals, reformatory schools, etc.

Through inspections, he ensures the effective management and reasonable services of law enforcement departments. Once he puts forward opinions or suggestions, the relevant departments need to improve the relevant facilities and service management issues.

Therefore, the monthly routine inspections make the prison staff nervous, for fear of any trouble.

"This Monday, the Justice of the Peace will come to the prison for a routine inspection. Each cell should manage their own area, arrange their work, and comfort the prisoners. Do not cause any trouble. Do you understand?"

The deputy warden was half bald, had a face like a millstone, a greasy appearance, and a serious expression.

"clear!"

All the prison managers said in unison.

"Warden, there will be a Justice of the Peace inspection on Monday. The prisoners will have extra meals, and the workload in the kitchen and cafeteria has increased dramatically."

"I need to transfer a few people to work in the kitchen."

"I heard that these people are very capable. I would like to apply for their help. Here is the list of people."

Killer Xiong handed a list to the deputy supervisor at the right time and gave Zhong Chuxiong a provocative look.

Zhong Chuxiong understood that Killer Xiong definitely had no good intentions in doing this.

"Mr. Zhong, these people are from your No. 2 warehouse. You can arrange them accordingly."

The deputy warden just glanced at it and handed the list to Zhong Chuxiong.

"Deputy Supervisor, we in Warehouse No. 2 are also responsible for the laundry room and playground sanitation. The task is also very heavy. It would be inappropriate to transfer my people, right?"

Zhong Chuxiong glanced at the list and saw the names of Chen Shixian, Qiu Gangao and others. He felt overwhelmed and quickly declined.

There must be something fishy going on when the killer Xiong transferred Chen Shixian and others to work in the kitchen at this time.

This could be a death list!

The deputy warden glanced at Zhong Chuxiong, raised his hand, and interrupted with an unhappy look: "Why, Chief Zhong, do you have any objections to my arrangement?"

"No, absolutely not. I'll make the arrangements!"

Zhong Chuxiong replied quickly.

There was no need for him to mention this. A higher-ranking official can crush a person, and besides, Killer Xiong and the deputy supervisor have always been in the same boat, so it was pointless to mention it.

The killer Xiong raised a sinister smile and secretly made a vicious move in his heart:
"Chen Shixian, stay in Warehouse No. 2 and I can't touch you. If you leave Warehouse No. 2, I will kill you!"

"What if you are only a few days away from being released from prison? I won't let you leave Stanley!"

……

after an hour.

Killer Xiong's two confidants brought Chen Shixian, Qiu Gangao and others to the kitchen.

"Wang Wang!"

As soon as Chen Shixian approached, the big dog tied at the door barked at him.

This is the military dog that Killer Xiong carries with him.

"Wow!"

The iron door of the kitchen was opened by a thin prison guard with sunken cheeks.

"The helpers are here, Teochew guys, teach them how to do things!"

"We're going to squat. It'll take a while. You all should behave yourself. Do you understand?"

The thin prison guard said meaningfully.

"Understood, sir!"

The Teochew guy understood what he meant and said loudly.

Killer Xiong's two confidants turned around, closed the iron door tightly, and left the kitchen.

"Ah Kuan, will something go wrong if we do this?"

The square-faced prison guard asked the thin prison guard worriedly.

"It's dog-eat-dog, it doesn't matter, it has nothing to do with us, let them fight!"

The thin prison guard named A Kuan took out a pack of cigarettes, flicked through them, took out a cigarette and handed it to Fang Lian. The two squatted far away and started smoking.

Anyway, if something happens, there is the big boss killer Xiong to take care of it.

Besides, they were police officers and the prisoners were fighting among themselves. No matter whether Chen Shixian won or lost, he would be the loser in the end.

Defeated and entered Cemetery Hill.

Win the fight and extend your sentence, and live out your retirement in Stanley.

Then play with him slowly.

At the same time, as soon as Chen Shixian, Qiu Gangao and others entered the kitchen, they saw the Chaozhou man and his men, about sixteen or seventeen people, staring at them hungrily.

There was a sizzling sound coming from the oil pan in the back kitchen, and steam was rising from the steamer.

The eyes of both sides met in the air, both carrying a strong sense of danger.

The Chaozhou Gang is also a big gang in Hong Kong Island with a long history. It evolved from the former Chaochan Chamber of Commerce.

In the late Qing Dynasty, they almost monopolized the opium business.

Later they came to Hong Kong Island and formed the Chaozhou Gang. The former跛豪 was a member of the Chaozhou Gang.

This gang has a tough and united style of operation and, like the Big Circle Gang, is relatively independent.

The Chaozhou Gang is not among the twelve gangs and is a relatively independent gang in Stanley.

So even though the Twelve-Year-Old Gang had already made peace and surrendered to Chen Shixian, the Chaozhou Gang still dared to show up and help Killer Xiong to cause trouble.

"Chaozhou guy, why don't you be a human being, but be a dog?"

Chen Shixian looked at the Teochew man in front of him and uttered sarcastic words with a sharp tone.

Qiu Gangao, Baozhu and others stood behind him with sneers on their faces.

"Mother Diulei, Yan Wangxian, you are really sharp!"

There is a barren area in the middle of the Teochew man's head, which he tries to cover with the remaining hair on the sides, leaving a Nike shape on his forehead, which looks a bit funny.

The Chaocan words that came out also had a seafood flavor.

"Do you really think that if you call me Yan Wangxian, others will be scared of you?"

"After tonight, your fame will be over!"

After the Chaozhou guy finished speaking, he pulled out a bone-chopping knife from behind him, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Teach Brother Xian how to do things!"

The thugs behind him took a step forward, holding brooms, iron spoons and other tools, and demonstrated.

The reason why Killer Xiong arranged to carry out the operation in a place like the kitchen was because he could use a knife legitimately there.

Dasha Dongxing Honggun’s fist is not as hard as Chen Shixian’s, so he uses a knife.

There is a saying in the martial arts world: no matter how good your kung fu is, you are still afraid of a kitchen knife; no matter how good your kung fu is, you can be knocked down by a single gun.

What's more, the Chaozhou guys once had a nickname in the underworld, called "Chaozhou Knife Boy", and their knife skills were extremely domineering.

In addition, there are sixteen henchmen behind him, each of whom is serving a prison sentence of more than twenty years, and they are all tough guys.

Using the majority to bully the minority is not honorable, but it works.

"Hello!"

"You're the first one who dares to teach me how to do things!"

Chen Shixian took a step forward without a trace of panic on his face, but the moment he turned his head, his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

He shouted, "Ao, Explosive Bead, close the door and beat the dog!"

The next second, Chen Shixian's figure moved suddenly like lightning.

He picked up the oil pan on the stove and poured it directly at the thugs.

"what!"

The thug who was splashed with hot oil cried out in pain, his skin peeled off and his flesh was exposed, and he wailed continuously.

The Chaozhou people have finally seen what it means to be ruthless, unethical and reckless.

"Fuck them!"

The Chaozhou guy gave an order.

The remaining thugs, relying on their large numbers, rushed forward with strange shouts as if they were given stimulants.

(End of this chapter)