Chapter 213
My parents named me Xiang Ergou, and I didn't like this name.
Because I heard Boss tell me, a dog walks a thousand miles and eats shit, a wolf walks a thousand miles and eats meat.
So I changed my name to Wolf.
Boss praised me for having ambition, asked if I was willing to go collect debts for the Company, and I agreed.
One month, I merely used one month's time, and collected 17 debts for the Company, among which three were bad debts that others couldn't collect.
Since then, no one called me by my name anymore, everyone respectfully addressed me as "Brother Wolf".
I moved out of that broken-down room where my father died, and moved into a big house.
The house was given to the Company as debt payment by the debtor, it was collected by me, and collected along with it was also a man's corpse, and a woman clinging to her last breath.
Collecting debts, walling people up, was the work I did most for Boss, and I also got a lot of money, and had a lot of fun.
That period of time was the most fun I ever lived, I felt I had found the meaning of life.
Until one day, as usual I went to collect a debt for Boss, the debtor was a sick old man, looking like he didn't have long to live.
No matter how I pressured him, he refused to pay, I smashed his four limbs one by one and walled them up, but he only howled in pain and wouldn't give it to me.
I didn't understand how his bones could be so hard, so I smashed all the bones in his body, and walled them all up.
That was my first time failing to collect a debt, as if it was some kind of fate's warning, one misfortune after another happened.
Boss deviated in his martial arts practice, mutated into a terrifying monster, killing everyone he saw inside the Company.
Then, the Security Bureau people surrounded the Company, the leader was an incomparably fierce woman, with just one kick like a scorpion swinging its tail, she pierced through Boss's head, and incidentally kicked a wall to pieces.
A good number of corpses fused together, clattered rolling out from inside the wall, that instant's scene was beautiful beyond compare.
I was thrown into Prison, originally should have been sentenced to death, but I used the house under my name to make a deal with the judge, I was sent into Second Prison, becoming a light offender.
At first everything was still good, Prison provided food and lodging, I even became a cell block head.
However, the good times didn't last, Prison management gradually became harsh, actually started charging us food and lodging fees, demanding we pay money every week.
Prisoners naturally refused, caused several riots, and then the blood in the corridor those few days, mopped over and over again couldn't be cleaned clean.
Then, a construction crew entered the Prison, renovated the entire Prison, walls were repainted white, corridors filled with sensors, isolation doors were set up between security bureaus, heavy access controls installed.
Moreover, a cremation room was built inside the Prison, for a period of time, the cremators operated non-stop every day.
I carried corpses to the cremation room a few times, relying on my many years of wall-building experience, I discovered the wall behind the cremators was built especially solid.
I suspected that wall hid unspeakable secrets, but I told no one, this was a secret hidden in the bottom of my heart.
Not long after, no prisoner in the Prison dared not pay money anymore.
But after paying the meal fees, the Prison's food quality plummeted, every meal was some sticky gruel.
Like pig feed, no taste at all, and after eating, the whole body's Qi and Blood would become incomparably sluggish, just like the whole body's bones were shackled with heavy Night Watcher Restraints, no strength left to resist Prison Guards swinging electric batons down.
I knew what scheme the Prison was playing, but facing the black holes of gun muzzles on the high walls, I had no way, could only submit and eat that sticky gruel.
Because not eating, really would starve to death.
That day, I felt I was eating shit, I realized, I had turned from a wolf back into a dog.
Days passed one by one, when I had three months left until release, the Prison changed a Prison Warden, implemented a strange thing called 【Weizhong】.
That day, those Prison Guards went crazy, waving electric batons, right in front of me, cruelly beat to death a prisoner who couldn't pay enough money.
I witnessed those bloodthirsty Prison Guards, their figures swaying in my Nao Hai, just like that crazy me from the past.
But now, I've become the one being collected from.
But it doesn't matter, I still have money outside, that money is enough to last me the remaining three months, and still have surplus to let me regroup after going out, make a comeback.
By then, I can open my own mortgage company, be Boss myself, use the advanced debt collection techniques learned from deep cultivation in Second Prison, crush the peers outside, and step by step make the company bigger and stronger.
Just as I was planning and yearning for a beautiful future after release, two Prison Guards on night shift interrupted my beautiful dream, eloquently persuaded those stupid, penniless cellmates of mine.
Refuse to pay?
What joke?
If debt collectors can't collect money, they can only collect lives!
I won't be stupid at the critical juncture right before I can get out, use my own bones to go head-to-head with electric batons.
But I still pretended to agree to these two Prison Guards, because, the prisoners in my room, every single one of them had their brains congested from being verbally stimulated and bewitched by that, newly arrived good Prison Guard.
Although his face often wore a warm smile, he spoke very gently and reasonably, but I could feel, behind that smiling face hid terrifying malice.
The way he looked at us, was like scrutinizing toys one by one, that hidden indifference and cruelty, even more chilling than when I walled those people into walls back then.
After all my original intention was just to get their money, but this Prison Guard called Feng Mu, he only wants our lives, no, not right, he wants to sell our lives for a good price.
I won't fall for his trick.
So, today during the day, when the Prison Guard coming to collect, with a fierce face waving an electric baton, consecutively knocked down three prisoners, falling into pools of blood.
Then once again raised the electric baton, grinned savagely and approached me, the instant the electric baton smashed down, I immediately dropped to all fours, like a dog revealing a fearful and fawning face.
I only lightly took one baton strike, but I screamed more heart-rendingly than anyone.
Prison Guard laughed loudly, I also grinned, took the phone the Prison Guard handed over, contacted that woman outside I kept like a dog on a leash and tamed, on the other end of the phone, she followed my instructions, transferred the money in full into the account the Prison Guard provided.
My submission, like an invisible pressure, spread to every prisoner's heart, they one after another lost the courage to resist, obediently handed over double the usual money.
I looked at them looking like they were mourning a funeral, listlessly glaring at me, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.
I contemptuously pursed my mouth corner, after the Prison Guards left, said to them:
"What are you looking at me for, aren't you truly stupid, truly planning to use bones to resist electric batons? Please, I'm saving everyone's lives."
This moment, I truly felt I saved them, at least saved them a week of life.
And I've lived thirty-three years, suddenly, as if suddenly enlightened, understood a principle:
Wolf walks a thousand miles eats meat, but gets beaten to death by people; dog walks a thousand miles eats shit, but can keep living.
So, what's bad about being a dog, what fool goes crazy wanting to be a wolf, heh——, simply foolish.
Mhm.
There's nothing wrong with the name my parents gave me; I like my name.
My name is Xiang Ergou — the Gou of dog!
There's a middle section about killing and building walls, over 200 characters, that was deleted by review...... everyone just understand it for themselves
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