Chapter 10

Wang Yan rested for the entire afternoon; apart from his wounds aching a little, he had mostly recovered.

He didn't go to the main cafeteria, instead eating dinner in the infirmary before returning to his cell.

It is worth mentioning that those three also returned. It was expected, as Wang Yan hadn't used heavy force, and no matter how poor their physical condition was, two days of rest was enough for them to be mostly fine.

Wang Yan just sat on his bed looking at the three of them. Amidst the cursing of the prison guards, the three walked in reluctantly and sluggishly.

It had been an entire afternoon; the three didn't need to ask around to know what Wang Yan had done—they understood just by listening to the cursing. This time, the three knew just how brainless they had been to provoke Wang Yan.

After hesitating for a long time, they braced themselves and walked forward under Wang Yan's gaze, smiling obsequiously: "How should we address you, big brother? We three were ignorant before; could you give us a chance?"

"Come, come, come, all of you come over and stand in a row." Wang Yan ignored him and beckoned to the remaining two.

The two also recognized the reality of the situation and shuffled over to stand before Wang Yan.

"Introduce yourselves, tell me how you got in, and how long your sentences are."

The leader said: "My name is Zhang Biao." He then pointed to the one Wang Yan had knocked down with a punch: "This is Zhao Fang." He then pointed to the one Wang Yan had kicked flying: "His name is Chen Zhiye."

After the introductions, Zhang Biao added: "The three of us were sentenced to one year for robbery and assault on the road; we couldn't run and were caught."

Wang Yan was stunned to hear they were only sentenced to one year, but upon closer thought, it was normal. Hong Kong would return to China in just a few years, and the foreigners were eager for Hong Kong to fall into chaos.

"Alright, I know now. My name is Wang Yan. From now on, I'm in charge here. Any problems?" The three shook their heads in unison.

Seeing them shake their heads, Wang Yan said: "Everything has a price, so I won't beat you up." Before the three could breathe a sigh of relief, Wang Yan continued: "Go, go to the wall and face it. Stand there until bedtime."

The three immediately wore bitter expressions; there were still two hours until bedtime, but they reluctantly shuffled to the wall to face it.

Seeing the three standing crookedly, Wang Yan shouted: "Stand straight! Do you need me to teach you?"

Afraid that Wang Yan would fly into a rage and beat them, the three were jolted by his words, straightened their bodies, and stood perfectly straight.

Ignoring them further, Wang Yan lay on the bed and opened the panel to look at his attribute bar.

Wang Yan

Attributes: Strength 13

Agility 12

Constitution 14

Spirit 13

Unallocated points 4

Seeing that his Constitution and Strength had each increased by one point, Wang Yan was very gratified: "Sure enough, actual combat is the fastest way to improve." Wang Yan's original Constitution and Strength were already at a critical point, and this single battle directly increased them by one point. Looking at it this way, he needed to fight more; the effect of this thing was too good, and Wang Yan began to look forward to tomorrow.

Wang Yan didn't know how to meditate, nor could he exercise; he had to conserve his energy to fight again tomorrow, and sitting there like this was meaningless.

After thinking for a moment, Wang Yan opened his mouth to ask Zhang Biao if he had any money. As soon as the thought arose, he realized that with those three, it would just be what it was.

Abandoning this idea, Wang Yan closed his eyes to rest, organizing the fighting knowledge he had learned in his mind.

Time passed quickly, and it was soon bedtime.

"Alright, tidy up and go to sleep." Wang Yan said to the three who were standing stiffly.

Upon hearing this, the three felt their bodies go limp and rubbed their legs, not daring to cry out in pain. They still had to pretend to be very happy and say "Thank you, Brother Yan" to Wang Yan.

Sigh, the sorrow of small characters. Wang Yan didn't bother with them, warned them to sleep honestly, and then lay down to sleep.

Wang Yan slept very soundly; through simple contact, he knew that the three of them didn't have the guts to play tricks while he was asleep.

The next day, after breakfast and a rest, work began one after another.

While working, various gangs came to recruit Wang Yan one after another, but all were rejected by him; he didn't want to be a lackey for anyone. He wanted to be a big brother, a boss.

They didn't say anything either, just shook their heads and walked away. Without their protection, whether he could survive until his release was a problem.

When rest time came, a large group of people surrounded Wang Yan. This time the prison guards didn't watch the show; even if they were all scum, it would be very troublesome if someone was accidentally killed, so a group of prison guards came up to disperse the crowd.

Wang Yan looked at that massive crowd and was also afraid. Fortunately, the prison guards intervened, otherwise he would really be finished.

Now seeing them all disperse, Wang Yan instead became unhappy. If there wasn't a solution, Wang Yan was certain they would find a way to kill him at the first opportunity. Wang Yan's behavior last night was a challenge to the authority of the Hong Xing gang; if Wang Yan wasn't dealt with, they would lose all face and become a laughingstock to other rival gangs. For a gang that valued face more than anything, this was intolerable.

After thinking for a moment, Wang Yan shouted to the Hong Xing members opposite: "Hey, send someone over who can actually talk."

Regardless of the reaction on the other side, the nearby prison guards were unhappy. Yesterday it was Wang Yan who fought; although he didn't start it, they didn't punish him, and the prison guards didn't have a very good impression of him either. Now that Wang Yan shouted like this, the prison guards thought, "Oh, this is looking down on us." Two prison guards looked at each other, cursed, and walked straight over. Without a word, they raised their batons and beat him up. The batons were made of special materials, and it hurt like hell when they hit the body. Wang Yan could only hug his head and endure it, rolling on the ground to avoid his vital parts.

After the prison guards finished beating him and vented their anger, Wang Yan crawled up in a sorry state to talk. It wasn't that Wang Yan didn't want to talk before being beaten, but mainly because they didn't give him a chance to speak.

"Two officers, have you calmed down?" Wang Yan approached and said.

"You still dare to come over? Didn't it hurt enough?" Seeing that he still dared to come over to talk, one of them was about to come up and continue beating him while speaking.

Wang Yan hurriedly pressed his hand: "Officer, don't be angry, listen to me."

The prison guard pulled his hand hard, but couldn't pull it away, so he gave up.

Seeing him give up, Wang Yan continued: "Two officers, you don't earn much money, right? Even with the filial piety from the people inside, how much can there be? Don't you have to support your families as policemen?"

"What do you want to say?" The previous prison guard said impatiently.

"Then do the two officers want another source of income?" Seeing that the two didn't speak, Wang Yan continued: "These are all gangsters here. I want to partner with Hong Xing to open a fighting ring, and of course, there must be gambling. This is just right to give these energetic guys a channel to vent, saving them from causing trouble all day, making it easier for you officers to manage, and also earning some extra money on the side. Killing multiple birds with one stone, what a great thing. I wonder what the two officers think?"

The two looked at each other, and neither spoke.

Seeing them hesitate, Wang Yan knew they weren't in charge, so he said very considerately to the two: "How about this, I'll talk to Hong Xing first. I believe it won't be long before the big brothers in the gang come to contact you."

Watching them leave, Wang Yan turned his head to continue greeting the Hong Xing crowd who were watching the excitement.

After waiting for a while, a man in his thirties with a sturdy build came over.

The man saw Wang Yan talking to the prison guards for a long time and couldn't make up his mind, so he walked up to Wang Yan and said: "What do you mean? Slapping our Hong Xing in the face isn't something that can just be settled."

Wang Yan explained: "Brother, look. It was your people who came to teach me the rules, that's why I hit them. I didn't start the matter, right?"

The man was obviously very impatient: "Don't give me that useless crap, just tell me how you want to solve it."

Regarding the man's reaction, to be honest, Wang Yan was speechless. I'm speechless that you're still a lackey and can't get ahead. With this brain full of muscles, Wang Yan had nothing to say.

Wang Yan helplessly continued: "Enemies should be resolved rather than knotted; aren't we all out here for money?"

"I have an idea. That is, we partner to set up a fighting ring here and open a gambling den."

"Fighting and killing each other isn't as good as sitting down and getting rich together."

"Of course, your Hong Xing can't eat it all alone; we still need to find two more families to cooperate."

"Did you hear everything I said clearly?"

Seeing the man nod, Wang Yan said: "Alright, that's it. Go back and contact your big brother, let them handle it."

When it comes to this kind of thing, they are professionals. This group of gangsters has a very solid relationship with the prison guards, and everything is arranged clearly from top to bottom.

Stopping the man who was about to leave, Wang Yan said: "Oh, one more thing. I don't care how you arrange it, I don't want more, just half a percent, just as a hard-earned fee for my idea. My sentence is only one year, I'll only take it for one year, and everything after that is yours."

"Take my words to your big brother. Go."

Watching the man walk away, Wang Yan found a place to sit down and rest.

From beginning to end, he didn't ask the man's name; it wasn't that Wang Yan was acting cool, but why remember a player who couldn't live past three episodes?

And the man went straight to contact his big brother; they had arranged the prison guards very clearly, and this convenience was no problem at all.

His big brother heard about this and couldn't make up his mind either. He passed it on to his big brother's big brother, Tai Zi.

Tai Zi, the leader of Tsim Sha Tsui, a big boss of Hong Xing. At this time, Chen Haonan hadn't come to power yet, and he was also recognized as the best fighter in Hong Xing.

Hearing this news, Tai Zi couldn't sit still either. Opening a fighting ring and opening a gambling den, and the prisoners were a group of scumbags, that would definitely make money.

As a big boss, Tai Zi naturally had the spirit of a big boss, and started acting without a word.

First, he called to ask for instructions from Hong Xing big brother Jiang Tiansheng. It was a family business, and if you were eating under someone else's hand, it was only right to ask for instructions when encountering things. As the big brother of Hong Xing, what kind of vision did Jiang Tiansheng have? How could he look down on this kind of business? He just said, "Tai Zi has worked hard, this business is left to you to handle yourself, consider it a reward from me, your big brother." How high-level his words were, and Tai Zi still had to say "Thank you, big brother."

After reporting to his big brother, Tai Zi contacted Dong Xing and He Lian Sheng; these two were gangs in the prison where Wang Yan was located that were no less powerful than Hong Xing. Although Hong Xing and the other two gangs had many frictions and hated each other. Still the same sentence, what are you out in the world for? Isn't it for money?

Wang Yan didn't need to say it, Tai Zi also understood that he couldn't handle this thing alone. No matter how much money there was, as long as it could make money, there would definitely be people who were jealous. To avoid others being jealous, he could only share a portion of the benefits.

The one who came from Dong Xing was Xiao Mian Hu, and He Lian Sheng was Da D. After a round of verbal sparring, the three allocated the benefits and then used their connections to contact the prison leadership.

With these three combined, their strength was quite strong. Plus, with the return to China approaching, many people in the police system were afraid of being liquidated, and people were panicked. So many people were grabbing as much as they could, grabbing enough to immigrate directly, not caring about the flood. They very smoothly settled the prison guards in the prison.

As for the half percent Wang Yan asked for, they didn't say anything either. Although there had been gambling in the prison for so many years, no one had ever thought of the kind of thing Wang Yan proposed. What's more, Wang Yan was very sensible, and heard that he could fight well, so it could be considered a good relationship.

Three days, to be precise, two and a half days. The benefits were allocated clearly, and all links were opened. Wang Yan didn't expect their actions to be so rapid.

It had to be said that there were talents among those in gangs. After all, Wang Yan just proposed an idea, and the rest were thought of by the talents in these three gangs. All kinds of fighting rules, services provided, were truly as comprehensive as could be. In just these two days, they had brought in many more who could fight, as well as loan sharks. The infirmary also sent in a few professional doctors, and everything was arranged clearly. Wang Yan was stunned by their operations; it was truly fucking exaggerated.

From this, it could also be seen what the current social environment was like.

With the development of the fighting ring in the prison, through the word of mouth of those in prison, the reputation became bigger and bigger. Various gangs sent their own fighters one after another to participate in the fighting, and they also opened betting outside the prison, and more and more people participated in fighting and gambling. Corresponding to this was the wealth that made people crazy. At least for those in the gangs, it was so, but Wang Yan didn't look down on it.

The more fierce the development, the bigger the momentum, and what followed was all kinds of interest disputes in the world, the attention of the police leadership, and various investigations by the ICAC into the prison guards.

I don't know what method they used or how much money they spent, but there were some transfers of prison guards in the prison. In short, the process was filthy, and the result was that everyone was happy.

And Wang Yan's half percent profit naturally couldn't be kept; Hong Xing guaranteed it and sold it to some other people or forces? Wang Yan received his first sum of money in Hong Kong, 500,000 Hong Kong dollars. Accompanying the 500,000 Hong Kong dollars was the bankruptcy of countless families, wives and children separated. For this situation, Wang Yan often used Mencius's "When poor, one should cultivate one's own virtue" to comfort himself.

Wang Yan sold it when it was just starting to gain momentum; if he had dragged it out for a few more months, he could have earned more. Of course, money wasn't that easy to take; Wang Yan was certain that if he hadn't sold it at that time, he would have been finished within three days. Those who could be big brothers weren't stupid; as soon as they saw a little sign, they used both coercion and inducement to force Wang Yan to sell this half percent. And they sincerely expressed that Wang Yan would be covered by them in the prison in the future.

You have to know that at this time, an ordinary big brother's annual net income was only about 200,000, and that was good; many couldn't even reach this number.

For a period of time afterwards, Wang Yan's life became regular. Thanks to his status as the initiator, the prison guards gave Wang Yan preferential treatment, and he didn't have to do manual labor. Wang Yan also had money in his hands, and every day was just fighting in the ring, eating and drinking, and exercising. The rest of the time was reading books, all of which were bought for him by familiar prison guards from outside.

With the system backing him, Wang Yan fought very fiercely in the ring.

At first, it was still one-on-one duels with fighters from major gangs; these people mostly used street fighting techniques, but among them, there were also some disciples of famous masters, and their skills were really quite good.

Because of the system, Wang Yan's bone and muscle density far exceeded ordinary people, and his endurance and resistance to blows were far beyond ordinary people. Therefore, he fought all those fighters and had never been defeated.

And Wang Yan also took advantage of the massive actual combat experience, and his fighting ability was promoted to LV3 professional level.

Afterwards, Wang Yan began to consciously practice lethality and control. At first, Wang Yan didn't control it very well, and those opponents were miserable; the worst ones had to lie down for two months.

The gambling den later stopped opening betting for Wang Yan. As long as Wang Yan competed, no one would buy his opponent. Wang Yan didn't cooperate with them to fight fixed matches, and they couldn't force him, so what was the point of opening betting?

And Wang Yan's fighting ability and physical fitness improved by leaps and bounds, making him start to be dissatisfied with one-on-one duels.

He began to fight one-on-many in the ring, with wins and losses on both sides. Basically, Wang Yan was bruised and swollen every day.

Wang Yan also became famous because of this; inside and outside the prison, in the Hong Kong and Kowloon underworld, Wang Yan also made a name for himself. People gave him the nickname "Yama".

On one hand, it was based on his name, and on the other hand, Wang Yan later became more and more ruthless, resulting in the fact that now they couldn't gather three people who could fight, and basically no one competed with Wang Yan in the ring.

It wasn't that no one took the opportunity to retaliate against him, but as his combat experience became richer, Wang Yan protected his vital parts better and better. Coupled with his strong spirit and tough body. Not only did they never succeed, but they were beaten even more ruthlessly by Wang Yan, and they couldn't get out of the hospital without half a year. As time went on, no one bothered Wang Yan anymore.