Chapter 9: A New World

It was a beautiful afternoon, and Wang Yan was tirelessly making harassment calls.

Just as he connected a call, Wang Yan was talking endlessly, and the opposite side was not impatient, not scolding, not rudely hanging up the phone, listening very quietly to Wang Yan, occasionally asking some key questions.

Wang Yan knew that his opportunity had come. After some communication, they made an appointment to see the house the next day.

When they saw the house the next day, two people came. They were a couple about to step into the hall of marriage.

The man was named Zhang Hai, a middle-level management in an Internet company who was in charge of technology, with an annual salary of one million. The woman's surname was Liu, and he didn't know her name. He was a man, so why would he ask what the wife's name was? She was also a management person in an enterprise, and her income was a bit worse than Zhang Hai's, but not much worse. They were two years older than Wang Yan, about thirty.

Due to the wedding date, they didn't choose a new house. After looking for a few days, they traded a second-hand house in a prosperous area. 120 square meters, 12 million. Originally, it was 12.5 million, but finally, Wang Yan came out and settled the owner.

Wang Yan's level was enough now, his conversation was extraordinary, and he helped save a large sum of money. The two had a special good impression of Wang Yan, and the owner didn't have any problems, none of them were short of money. Finally, a point of agency fee was collected, and everyone was happy.

This order allowed Wang Yan to earn nearly 100,000 at once, which was his income for nearly a year before. Of course, it wouldn't arrive so quickly; it would take one to two months to go through the procedures.

The success of this order also made Wang Yan figure it out, don't do useless things. Make money in the early stage, and after earning enough money, arrange for his parents to have a good time, and then find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters to enjoy life. In the future, as Wang Yan's ability improved more and more terrifyingly, making money would only become simpler and simpler. After earning enough money, what are you doing with those useless things? I believe that by then, his value had been realized countless times.

Afterward, it was plain and ordinary, and Wang Yan still repeated the previous daily life.

Until one night at the end of March, Wang Yan received the system's prompt again.

"Chen Yongren from 'Infernal Affairs' wishes: Get salvation!"

Seeing Chen Yongren's wish, Wang Yan couldn't help but smile: "This Chen Yongren definitely regretted it. He didn't want to continue struggling in the sea of bitterness."

A thought flashed, and he thought that this world was a bit dangerous, and there were various black guns in the play. Wang Yan decided to add all the obtained attribute points to Constitution. He wasn't in a hurry to add points; Wang Yan still liked to add them little by little, so that he could have a time to digest and adapt.

Afterward, he opened the computer, logged in to the membership, and started watching Infernal Affairs 1, 2, and 3. He also checked some information about Hong Kong at that time. To be honest, except for watching some Hong Kong films, Wang Yan didn't know much about Hong Kong, and he couldn't speak Cantonese. There were also various black societies, criminal organizations, etc. If he wanted to figure it out in the short term, it really wasn't a simple thing.

Wang Yan didn't care about those either. If he really waited until he figured it out, it would be when. It just happened to better improve his own ability. Isn't the unknown the best challenge?

He pulled the curtains, took a sip of water, and lay on the bed.

Without saying a word, he pulled out the panel and chose to depart.

Blue light flashed, and Wang Yan disappeared without a trace.

Wang Yan opened his eyes and was stunned to find that he was standing at the door of a prison cell.

Seeing Wang Yan stunned, the prison guard behind him directly pushed Wang Yan hard: "Damn it, what are you dazing for, go in."

Wang Yan was pushed into a stagger, turned his head to look at the prison guard without speaking, and he found that he understood the words the prison guard said clearly.

Seeing him like this, the prison guard was even more angry: "Look at me? Want to hit me? Damn it." As he spoke, he wanted to kick Wang Yan in.

Wang Yan's reaction was fast. Before he could lift his foot, he directly dodged and walked in, apologizing repeatedly: "Sorry, officer, I was distracted, distracted, haha." This was said in Cantonese.

Seeing Wang Yan like this, the prison guard paused, not having vented his anger, and felt very uncomfortable. His face twitched, and he cursed unhappily: "Don't cause trouble, be careful, you bastard!" Closing the cell door, the prison guard cursed and walked away.

Only then did Wang Yan have the time to look at the situation in the room. Four bunk beds, spacious space, and good conditions. Besides that, there were three people staring at Wang Yan with the fierce eyes they thought were fierce.

Wang Yan didn't choose to receive the system's arranged identity information. Obviously, this wasn't a good time.

Wang Yan, who had watched many Hong Kong black society films, knew what was going on, and had psychological preparation before coming.

"Don't do useless things, you three come together." Wang Yan didn't talk nonsense, beckoning to the three.

For the gangsters who were shouting all day, this was simply a great shame. The three of them didn't say a word and rushed over.

Wang Yan dodged a punch from the one in front, bent his waist and hit his abdomen heavily, directly making the kid vomit. Afterward, he retreated and kicked, the powerful explosive force brought unparalleled speed, dodging the second person's big flying kick. At this time, the third person raised his fist to meet him, but he wasn't as fast as Wang Yan, directly taking a swing to the chin. Turning around, he kicked the second person in the lower back, directly kicking him down.

It was said to be late, but it was fast. Basically, in less than twenty seconds, Wang Yan knocked the three of them out of combat effectiveness. One was retching while holding his stomach, one fainted directly, and another was lying on the ground groaning while rubbing his waist. Wang Yan beat the dog in the water, went up and beat them up, avoiding the vital points, but beat the three of them to death. The fainted one was hurt awake, and the remaining two didn't need to be mentioned.

The howling of the three attracted the prison guard, who directly lifted them onto a stretcher and sent them to the infirmary. Seeing Wang Yan so fierce, the prison guard who came over gave Wang Yan a warning and didn't give any more punishment. They were all people, and he was also afraid. Fortunately, the prison guard just now didn't come; otherwise, arranging a confinement for Wang Yan would be inevitable.

Through the fight just now, Wang Yan also knew the level of ordinary gangsters and small hooligans, and his heart was relieved.

He found an empty upper bunk and lay down. Only then could he quietly receive the information.

The identity arranged by the system was that he sneaked over from the mainland in 1977. Due to policy reasons, he was given an ID card when he came over. After years of fighting, he finally formed a small gang in the Tuen Mun area, managing a street with more than 20 men under him. He was sentenced to one year for wounding people before, and now he was eating prison food.

It wasn't in the legendary Stanley Prison, but an ordinary prison for prisoners, all of whom had short sentences. Wang Yan wasn't qualified to enter Stanley yet; those who were locked up there were big shots.

The system also very thoughtfully gifted LV2 Cantonese.

No other information, all relied on himself. Now it was September 1990, and he wouldn't be released until September 1991.

Wang Yan couldn't accept it. It would be better to be a policeman, or an undercover agent. As a result, he was a pure bastard identity, and he cursed the damn system. But the system had always been urinary, and he didn't know if this damn thing had intelligence.

After cursing for a while, Wang Yan accepted his fate. He couldn't get out if he didn't accept it.

Open the system panel, looking at the data in the attribute column

Wang Yan

Attributes: Strength 12

Agility 12

Constitution 13

Spirit 13

Unallocated points: 4

Wang Yan hesitated for a while and didn't rashly add Constitution. Now he felt that the improvement of Constitution was getting slower and slower, and wouldn't it be slower in the future? Therefore, Wang Yan still planned to exercise first, and add it when he couldn't practice or encountered danger, maximizing benefits.

No longer letting his imagination run wild, he warmed up and started exercising.

In the past month of real life, in order to survive and seek development, the exercise intensity was not as good as before. In the year of sitting in prison, he frantically hammered himself. It happened that there were many scum in this prison, and fighting and body refining were both correct.

And after returning, the system also gifted body maintenance services for free, reducing worries, just work hard.

Wang Yan came in the afternoon, the fight didn't take much time, he had been exercising, and Wang Yan was hungry.

Finally, the long-awaited dinner time arrived. The prison guard opened the locks of each cell, and they gathered in the cafeteria for dinner. However, besides the large amount of dinner, there was no oil and water, and the taste was just so-so. It was the prison's big pot rice, plus Wang Yan had eaten the northern cuisine for thirty years, and he really couldn't get used to it.

Wang Yan calculated how to get some money to spend, arrange for the prison guard, and improve the treatment. He had to do a lot of exercise every day, and it wouldn't work if the nutrition couldn't keep up.

He had nothing on him now. As for the little brothers outside, Wang Yan estimated that they had long been scattered, and couldn't count on them.

Finally, after thinking about it, he could only start with the fellow prisoners around him.

He ate his meal quietly, listening to others at the same table talking about some things inside and outside the prison, and Wang Yan had a general understanding of the situation.

There were countless societies in Hong Kong, such as Hung Hing, Tung Sing, Wo Shing Shing, etc., large and small. It was the same in reality. This might be a world created by the system for balance.

The system's arrangement also doomed Wang Yan to develop in the black society business. After all, once black, lifelong black. If he wanted to do the right thing, no one would hire him.

Mixing in society, there was progress and no retreat. When you wanted to retreat, it was time to die.

Dinner was generally eaten in a friendly atmosphere. After all, members of large and small societies in Hong Kong were locked up here, and it was normal for hostile ones to scold each other.

After eating, the gangsters pushed and shoved back to their cells. Wang Yan walked around the room to digest the food.

Afterward, he

After getting up and warming up, and washing up, it was time for breakfast.

After that, the prison guards assigned work. Going to jail is not for you to come and enjoy happiness. What's more, Wang Yan didn't arrange for prison guards, and the assigned work was not easy. Wang Yan was willing to do it. Although the labor work was far from his targeted training, it was a step higher in terms of endurance. If the endurance is good, does that need to be said?

Wang Yan was working hard to improve his endurance here, but a group of little bosses over there were unhappy: "Damn, this kid is very arrogant. Doesn't he know how to pay respects when he arrives here?"

When it was time to rest, more than a dozen people came and surrounded Wang Yan directly. Then the two people in front stepped aside to let out a rough-looking gangster: "Kid, I'm from Hongxing. Who are you mixing with? Don't you know the rules?"

Wang Yan looked at the young delinquents in their twenties in front of him, who came to show off and talk about rules with him. He shook his head; he had nothing to say.

They were all bare-handed, and he was not afraid of anyone without a gun. Without nonsense, he swung a circle and smashed it on the leader in front of him, and then kicked him in the stomach and kicked him far away. Wang Yan used all his strength and directly knocked out a few teeth. The dizzy boss spoke with a lisp: "Damn, beat him for me. Forget it." The other younger brothers saw the boss speak, and without saying a word, they came up to beat Wang Yan.

Then there were sounds of pain, "Ouch, ouch." Wang Yan was also in pain. He could only fight four or five gangsters now, and not to the extent of being unscathed. No matter how bad the gangsters are, they have rich street fighting experience, and ordinary people are not their opponents. Wang Yan had a strong spirit, gritted his teeth, had a clear mind, and fought with the gangsters with a breath of air.

In the end, everyone, including Wang Yan, was lying on the ground. Wang Yan stood up with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and with the movement, he twitched in pain. He staggered to the leader and, with his strength, gave him a beating.

The prison guards had been watching the fun from a distance. Seeing that the result was decided, they stepped forward to clean up the situation. They gave Wang Yan two sticks, which made him howl in pain, pulled him away, and then took them all to the infirmary, shouting loudly for the onlookers to work and not to cause trouble.

As soon as they left, the onlookers started to discuss. Gossip, everyone likes it. They asked one after another where this fierce man came from and why he was so awesome. This is also normal. Not to mention anything else, ordinary people dare not provoke Hongxing. And Wang Yan is so good at fighting. Don't think that all gangsters are Chen Haonan. According to Wang Yan's estimation, among some famous fighters and elite fighters, Wang Yan's record can also be ranked. They are all ordinary people, so they can't all be boxing champions.

Wang Yan can be said to have become famous in one battle. Of course, everything has a price, and naturally, he has to bear the corresponding consequences. Nearly a quarter of the people in the prison where Wang Yan is are Hongxing's younger brothers, hundreds of people. Pulling out the radish brings out the mud; Wang Yan has poked a hornet's nest. At present, the hatred is not great, and it is not enough to kill him, but he will have to suffer, and he will definitely be bruised and swollen every day in the future.

The prison guard took Wang Yan away, which can be said to have saved Wang Yan. Otherwise, when the group of people he knocked down recovered, he would be mostly finished. Walking slowly on the road, the prison guard did not urge him. They also understood that he was beaten like that, and it was already very powerful to be able to walk by himself. They just gave him two kicks, symbolically declaring their authority.

On the way, Wang Yan thought about the fight just now and summarized his experience. He had only found individual professional sparring partners before, and he had never been exposed to this scale. It was mainly due to the fact that Wang Yan learned a lot, learned a lot, and reacted quickly. Otherwise, with Wang Yan's body that was not much stronger than the gangsters, he should be in the ICU by now.

Fighting, no matter who you fight with or how many people you fight, ultimately depends on the body. In this fight, Wang Yan's body was hollowed out, especially exhausted. I believe many people have fought, right? There is no one who has never fought from childhood to adulthood, right? After the fight, you will be weak all over, and you will even tremble. Wang Yan is in this situation. He doesn't tremble; after years of training, he can control it very well. It is mainly because Wang Yan has too little actual combat experience and his control is much worse. He can knock people down with six points of strength, but he uses nine points, which is too much waste.

Wang Yan summarized it into three points: one is the body, two is technique, and three is control.

He said a lot, but actually arrived at the infirmary very quickly, and the doctor checked and applied medicine one by one. Wang Yan's injuries looked heavy, but he avoided most of the vital points, and he would be fine after applying some medicine and resting. Therefore, a bed was arranged for Wang Yan to let him rest.

Wang Yan lay on the bed and looked around. The infirmary is not small, and it may also be the experience summarized over a long period of time, and there are many beds.

As he looked, Wang Yan saw the three people he had beaten violently yesterday. The three of them obviously saw Wang Yan too.

It was mainly because after a period of rest, the injured places were swollen, and it was a bit difficult to recognize. The three of them lay in a row and stared at Wang Yan, wanting to confirm whether it was the person who beat them yesterday.

Their eyes met, and it was confirmed. The three of them laughed ha ha ha immediately, provoking a group of Hongxing boys who had just been beaten and were scolding Wang Yan to spray them wildly. The three of them were obviously not players from any big gang. They apologized carefully there, and after finishing, they continued to stare at Wang Yan and winked.

Wang Yan was amused by these three. It's no wonder Wang Yan was amused; they really had no brains at all. They weren't not going back to the cell, right? Wouldn't they still be with Wang Yan? They didn't even think about how to deal with it when they went back, and they were just teasing Wang Yan here.

He was too lazy to pay attention to them, and he didn't pay attention to the incompetent scolding of a group of scum. He simply closed his eyes to rest and let them continue to scold. It's all like that; if you don't pay attention to him, after a while they will find it boring and stop. He was calculating how to retaliate against Wang Yan after he recovered. Wang Yan was extremely happy about this. As long as he is not beaten to death or disabled, for this kind of exercise that can fully exercise the body and have fighting ability, the more the better, Wang Yan is begging for it.