Chapter 467: Dragon in Prison

Chapter 467: Dragon in Prison

Chapter 467: Dragon in Prison

nine in the morning.

Lai Chi Kok Reception Centre, Cheung Sha Wan, Kowloon.

Men's warehouse.

More than 600 prisoners wearing khaki short-sleeved prison uniforms were queuing up to go to the training ground after finishing their breakfast in the cafeteria.

Several correctional officers, armed with batons and wearing military uniforms, stared closely at the prisoners, blowing whistles from time to time and sternly warning, "Hurry up!"

"Settle down."

"Fuck your mother, there's a VIP patrol today, don't make trouble, it's embarrassing for me, I'll tell you to die!"

The prisoners were seen holding their heads with their hands, forming a line and slowly walking towards the playground.

Some prisoners had sullen faces and blank expressions, while others made faces and joked in low voices.

In the 1980s, police prisoners had labor camp clauses and were required to work at least eight hours a day.

They mainly work in the industrial building in the prison area, doing dirty and tiring work such as rubber production and clothing making.

The meager salary can be used to go shopping at the grocery store and improve the food. Every year, the Department of Corrections can make tens of millions of profits just from the prisoners' wages.

But the prisoners actually didn't want to work, and they were always slacking off and passive. This led to many vicious incidents and riots in the prison area, but it was gradually eliminated and security was improved.

The days when high-ranking government officials come to patrol the prisons are the prisoners’ favorite “holidays” because not only do they not have to work, they also receive special extra meals.

Similar situations often happen on the Queen's birthday, Christmas, and New Year's Day. Now there are no festivals, and I still have a breakfast with eggs.

The prisoners entered the playground happily and joyfully, and performed performances under the supervision of a large number of police officers.

There were guards every 10 steps and sentries every 5 steps in the drill ground, with hundreds of uniforms. But the prisoners had to pretend to be relaxed, playing basketball and soccer. Even the pool cues that were usually confiscated were distributed to the prisoners.

Although police officers blew whistles at all times to signal the prisoners to separate, the prisoners still followed their habit and quietly divided into seven or eight groups of different sizes.

There is the Daquan Gang, who speak Mandarin and have a fierce temperament. There is the Xinji, who are full of excitement. There is the Hezi-headed Number Gang, and there is the Lao Zhong, who is in the limelight and looks down on everyone!

Originally, Lao Zhong was a sunset society that rarely fought and had no presence in the prison area. But after a few years, there were several bloody fights, and even though many brothers were released on bail, many lost their freedom and were arrested and imprisoned.

Year after year, the numbers are impressive.

There were also some small-timers who took the initiative to approach Lao Zhong because of his reputation, making Lao Zhong's manpower in the prison area no less than that of the big-timers.

The Big Circle Gang also has a close relationship with Lao Zhong.

At this time, Brother Xiaosha, accompanied by several of his lackeys, walked up to Chen Yong, the leader of the Big Circle Gang, and greeted him, "Brother Yong."

Chen Yong's ears were filled with cigarettes and there were a few cigarettes stuck in his nostrils. He was playing bridge with a few brothers.

These bridge cards were made by tearing toilet paper into small strips, gluing them together with rice grains, and then writing Chinese characters on them. A gangster from the big circle saw Brother Xiaosha coming, so he stood up quickly, swept the steps with his sleeves, and shouted, "Brother Xiaosha."

"Brother Xiaosa."

All the big circle people present shouted for help.

Chen Yong smiled cheerfully and said, "Xiaosa, come and play cards."

He rubbed his palms together, his face showing excitement, and said, "Let's play two rounds!"

"Really? What's the point of playing billiards? Can you beat the king of billiards?" Chen Yong knew that Xiaoshao was defeated at the billiard table and wanted to coax him.

Xiaosha immediately agreed: "Yeah, the country rascals love to play billiards, but we, the big guys, are tired of it a long time ago."

Chen Yong couldn't help but laugh: "Haha."

He waved his hand in a cool manner and asked his men to distribute cigarettes to all the brothers present. Then he took out a handful of cigarettes from his pocket and scattered them on the gambling table. He was really generous.

Who doesn't know that Brother Xiaosha has established a flag in the General Office and made great contributions to Zhongyi Hall.

Every night, the patrol officer would bring a whole pack of Marlboro cigarettes into his cell and say, "This is from Yin Sheng. Smoke it sparingly."

Even the brothers in the entire men's warehouse benefited from it.

A senior supervisor saw the two decision-makers gathered together and immediately blew the siren: "Beep, beep, beep."

"spread."

"Tell them to disperse!"

Five police officers responded, batons under their arms, and marched in unison to the crowd. The leading supervisor had a serious face and a gentle tone, and advised: "Disperse, there is a VIP inspection, don't gather together."

"I want to play cards and smoke to get through the morning. I'll take you to the library in the afternoon."

If you are in prison, you have to give face to the police officer.

Xiaosa put down the bridge cards, stood up and said, "Okay, Mr. Lin, I'll give you a favor."

Chen Yong snorted and blew the smoke out of his nostrils onto the ground: "Let's play again next time. It's boring."

At this time, a Bentley car drove straight into the prison area and parked outside the iron fence. The warden of the detention center, the general supervisors of each warehouse area, and several civilian directors lined up in front of the parking space to welcome them.

The VIP who came to inspect the prison today was not a city councillor, but a Justice of the Peace. Although city councillors have more power, they cannot manage the prison's expenses.

Only ceremonial inspections will be carried out.

However, Justices of the Peace have the responsibility to protect human rights and can directly impeach prisons. They have always been the VIPs that prisons are most afraid of encountering.

Warden Cai Yongbin led the collective management team to welcome the Director of the Correctional Department. New Territories Justice of the Peace Mr. Liao Runchen, wearing a Zhongshan suit and holding a walnut cane, slowly walked towards the luxury car with the help of his attendants.

The officials present all looked serious, stood at attention and saluted, shouting, "Welcome, Sir!"

Inside the barbed wire, hundreds of uniformed sentries stood at attention, stamped their feet and saluted.

The prisoners poked their heads out and looked outside the net, but before they could see the figures getting off the car, they were ordered by the uniformed police to gather and squat with their heads in their hands to prepare for inspection.

No one noticed that after Liao Runchen got off the car, there was also a young man in a suit and tie, wearing a famous watch, looking energetic and handsome.

Cai Yongbin was surprised when he saw the person coming. He quickly stretched out his hand and said, "Mr. Yin!"

Liao Runchen grasped my palm, smiled kindly, and introduced: "Mr. Yin Zhaotang is a well-known figure in society, a philanthropist, and he cares about human rights issues in prisons."

"You came to visit at my invitation."

Cai Yongbin took his hand back, saluted again, and said, "Of course there is no problem, but Mr. Yin has a special status, so should we consider arranging a small meeting room for him?"

The officials of the Correctional Service behind him secretly praised their superior for his wisdom. Liao Sheng's inspection was obviously arranged specifically for Yin Zhaotang. So who do you want to meet? Just arrange a room and meet him alone.

If we don’t give a little face to Yin Sheng, we should give it to Liao Sheng.

But Yin Zhaotang did not accept it and said with a smile: "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Cai. There is no need to make it too complicated."

"Okay, let's go." Cai Yongbin felt the situation was difficult, but then he thought that with Liao Sheng around, no trouble would arise.

He just quietly gave his subordinates a look to raise the alert level. Then the group entered the passage, passed through several iron gates, and came to the training ground first.

Wang Renxun, a fierce and ruthless senior supervisor known as the "piranha", paced in front of the inspection team and shouted: "Today, justices of the peace and caring people can come to visit the prison. If you have any requests or questions, you can raise them with them."

"I will do everything I can for you. Do you understand?"

More than 600 prisoners squatted on the ground, holding their heads in their hands, and shouted loudly: "Got it!"

In fact, everyone could hear the hint from Wang Renxun's mouth. It would be best not to mention anything at all. If it was mentioned, wouldn't it mean that the Disciplinary Department was incompetent?

After giving his advice, Cai Yongbin said a few official words to encourage the criminals to reform and strive to be released from prison as soon as possible, and then gave the stage to Liao Runchen.

Liao Shengze was too lazy to say a word and motioned for Yin Zhaotang to speak. Yin Sheng was sure to take the lead, took a step forward and said, "Dear friends, I came here today to solve the problem. If you have any requests or ideas, please feel free to ask."

"As long as it is reasonable, legal and compliant, I will satisfy you."

This sentence was so full of meaning that the prisoners present were a little confused. Most of the people squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands had never seen Yin Zhaotang.

Lao Zhong's brothers thought that they could be recognized by just a few words. Only Xiao Sha, who had just been imprisoned, was sharp-eyed and sharp-eared, and felt familiar with him. He suddenly looked up and shouted, "Brother Tang!"

The prisoners present were shocked, but they couldn't help but look up at the young man standing in front of them, who was well-dressed and had an elite temperament.

He doesn't have any gangster temperament at all, more like a well-mannered and polite young man from a wealthy family.

"Mr. Yin!"

"Ding Ye!"

"Dragon Head." More than 600 prisoners were all in an uproar, excited and shouting. Various names were mixed together, and the prison became a busy city.

The prison guards shouted, "Shut up, you bastard."

"Shut up, bastard."

If the Justice of the Peace hadn't been watching, the prison guards would have cracked down on him with sticks. A few supervisors found it troublesome and looked at the young man with dissatisfaction.

Yin Zhaotang spoke softly, calmly pressed his hands, and said, "Be quiet, come one by one, if you have any requests, ask them, don't ask."

"Have some manners!"

The leader kept the word "rules" on his lips, and the loyal brothers present immediately squatted down again, and the rest of the brothers in the underworld also squatted back obediently.

The effect was far greater than that of a baton. The prison guards felt even more embarrassed and secretly remembered those bad guys.

Then, the prisoners actually stood up and lined up to answer: "Mr. Yin, we want underwear to wear, but we don't have any. We work all day and our thighs are rubbed."

Yin Zhaotang thought it was reasonable and nodded, "Okay, two pairs of underwear per person, distributed once every quarter."

Wang Renxun narrowed his eyes and looked at Yin Zhaotang: "Mr. Yin, it's good to have clothes to wear. There is no rule to give out underwear. You come to prison, not to enjoy yourself."

Yin Zhaotang turned his head and said, "Mr. Liao, a man's dignity lies in his two eggs. If you don't take good care of them, how can you have the heart to reform yourself?"

“It will make you more energetic when doing things.”

Liao Runchen agreed: "What Yin Sheng said makes sense. We will solve the money problem. Where is Warden Cai?"

Cai Yongbin nodded reluctantly: "No problem."

The prisoners' eyes suddenly lit up, their faces showed gratitude, and they thanked loudly.

"Thank you, Mr. Yin."

"Great dragon head!"

Then, there were prisoners who asked for soap, newspapers, salary increases, iced Coke, and 91 magazine. Not to mention the warden's expression, the senior supervisors nearby were already glaring at him, ready to chop him down.

If these things were really arranged, they would also end up in the pockets of the prison guards, and they were rejected one by one. The brothers smiled and apologized, not taking it to heart.

Yin Zhaotang and Liao Runchen, together with the warden, toured the entertainment room, laundry room, bathhouse and work area of ​​the detention center.

During this period, he tried to please the detention center, praised it repeatedly, and promised to help the prison renovate the staff dormitories. Cai Yongbin's complexion gradually improved.

When the inspection was almost over, the supervisors blew the whistle on the exercise field: "The exercise is over, go back to the cell!"

Yin Zhaotang looked at the playground and said with a smile, "Mr. Cai, I want to see someone alone."

Cai Yongbin was prepared and nodded slowly: "Is it cool?"

"Yes." Yin Zhaotang said.

Cai Yongbin waved to his subordinates, glanced at his watch, approached Yin Zhaotang, and said solemnly: "Half an hour at most. Don't do anything that makes people embarrassed."

"Don't worry, Mr. Cai, I will meet him alone." Yin Zhaotang said.

He mingled among the prisoners with a smug look on his face and walked into the warehouse with a smile on his face. How could the leaders of several social organizations in Hong Kong have the guts to visit the prison area openly?
You can also help club members improve their lives as a VIP.

Perhaps any of the big bosses could arrange this, but no one has ever done it, proving that the big bosses really care about their brothers.

This not only highlights Lao Zhong's status, but also makes the other characters respect him more. If you want to bully Lao Zhong's brothers, you have to think about it. You can't afford Lao Zhong's personal visit to the prison!

Now, all the brothers of Zhongyi Clan have bright faces and are in high spirits.

From now on, all prisoners in Hong Kong will have to thank Lao Zhong’s dragon head when they put on their underwear.

Just as Xiaosha was about to enter the cell, Piranha came to the warehouse area and shouted, "95278, follow me out."

The prisoners in the same area were lined up in the corridor in front of the warehouse door. When they heard the words, they turned their heads and looked over.

Chen Yong was pressed against the door by the police officer for a body search, and he smiled and said, "Brother Xiaosha, you are so lucky."

Sir, it is impossible for him to turn against Lao Zhong now. There must be something good about sending Xiaosha away.

Xiaoshao followed the prison guard to an office. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Yin Zhaotang sitting inside, smoking. He quickly called out, "Brother Tang."

The piranha was holding a baton, guarding the door, looking unhappy.

Using the senior director's office as a meeting room, do you really think the prison belongs to Lao Zhong?

Yin Zhaotang threw out a cigarette, told Xiaosha to sit down, and got straight to the point: "You dare to plant your flag in the General Administration, which really makes Lao Zhong proud. Your son's affairs have been arranged. The horse stables on Shanghai Street will be handed over to him."

Xiaoshazi's face flushed, unable to hide his excitement, and he said, "Thank you, Longtou. I will not embarrass Zitou even if I am in prison."

Yin Zhaotang nodded slowly, took out a red dragon-and-phoenix stick from his bag, presented it to him and said, "Lao Zhong also needs someone to take charge in prison."

"This prison red stick will be handed over to you, the prison dragon!"

Xiaosha has not yet gone to court and is only temporarily detained in Lai Chi Kok. He cannot escape life imprisonment and will spend the rest of his life in Stanley.

But even in Stanley, he has to be the most impressive one!
Xiaosa was uneasy and uneasy. He held the red stick with both hands, bowed deeply, knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Thank you, Dragon Head!"

(End of this chapter)