Chapter 1 Prison Comeback, Light of Friendship(1/2)
On August 18, 1986, it was stormy and rainy at 18:28 pm.
Causeway Bay Correctional Institution, Hong Kong.
Dark clouds came over the sky and heavy rain poured down.
In a red taxi, three men stared at the large rusty iron door in the rain and fog, blinking.
"According to our news, Tropical Cyclone "Ellen" is about to arrive in Hong Kong tonight, and the No. 10 typhoon signal has issued a strong warning... Royal Hong Kong Meteorological Observatory... zizi..."
In the passenger seat of the "Red Rooster", a stern man with a round hair picked up the Jian brand cigarette lying horizontally in front of the window. He shook his hand and the cigarette was firmly held in his mouth. He pressed the lighter a few times and finally
Lit up, a flash of impatience flashed across his slender eyes.
"When will you be released from prison?"
"Almost." The thin, short man in the back seat stared out the window without looking back.
"four years ago!"
The fat boy in a floral shirt and permed hair held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his eyes were red, and he murmured: "Anyway... just come back."
"snort!"
The round-inch man snorted coldly, glared at Fatty in annoyance, and cursed: "I asked you to find a Mercedes-Benz, but you found a shabby red chicken! What do you think? The boss is released from prison, and you drive a taxi to pick him up.
Street! Do you want to learn "Five Lucky Stars"? It's a shame you don't drive a bus!"
The round-inch man's words made the fat guy with a half-length perm and a floral shirt look embarrassed and defended himself.
"My brother Dong! Do you think I don't want to find a luxury car? It's hard to find one. It's not like you don't know the current market situation in Causeway Bay. No one is paying attention, and the coupons are tight. I don't want to be so shabby...
"
After the curly-haired fat boy complained with a sad face, he couldn't help but muttered and cursed: "This group of street boys are all ungrateful. They have forgotten who brought them out to fetch water. Without Brother Zu, how could they be so majestic? I think back then..."
It was quiet in the car, and memories were born.
What I fear most is that the air will suddenly become quiet, and I will reminisce if I disagree.
…
1982, four years ago, Xiangjiang.
It was also stormy, with lightning and thunder. However, the typhoon that arrived in Hong Kong was not named "Ellen" but "Queen".
The dim dilapidated alley, under the dim yellow streetlights, was full of people lying on the ground, and mourners were everywhere. It was cold rain and wind, and the moonlit night was freezing.
The round-inch man was supported by a thin and short man. His slender red eyes were red and bloodshot.
"Boss, run quickly!"
"That's right, Brother Zu, go quickly! I'll carry it." Water dripped from the curly-haired fat boy's face, his face full of eagerness. He couldn't tell whether it was sweat or rain.
Under the dim light, the tall man looked like a slender spear, standing straight and steady. He had a strong build, wide shoulders and narrow waist, and slender legs. He was obviously the type that looked thin when dressed but looked fat when undressed.
.
The man shook his half-long hair, and the water droplets scattered, revealing his handsome facial features. His handsome eyebrows, starry eyes, straight nose and red lips.
With waves in his eyes, he looked at the three brothers in front of him. Seeing their eager eyes, he grinned, revealing eight bright white teeth.
Rain mixed with blood dripped down the tip of the knife in his hand.
Surrounded by more than a dozen people, they were lying on the ground in a mess, howling and moaning in pain.
"Boss!"
"Brother Zu——"
Realizing what the boss was thinking, the three of them all screamed in shock.
"Go to the streets! Are you going to compete with the big boss if you see everyone who is worthy enough to go to the ancestral hall for vacation?"
"What, don't you need to start work?"
The three of them were about to step forward. The tall man glared, pointed the tip of his knife at the three of them, and snorted coldly, showing off his anger.
Seeing the three people across from him who were hesitant to speak, a complicated and gratified look flashed in the tall man's eyes, and in the end only determination remained in his eyes.
The rain fell harder and harder, and the wind became more and more violent. The neon signs around him were intermittent, and the strong wind gathered water droplets and slapped them on his face. The man turned his back to the three of them, waved his hands, and walked out of the alley with his feet splashing on the water.
That night, A Dong, Fei Cheng and Ah Hui watched helplessly as the boss surrendered! Then they gritted their teeth, unable to distinguish whether it was rain or tears streaming down their cheeks, and fled in embarrassment with the time the boss bought.
…
As soon as the man came out of the alley, dazzling lights came directly towards him.
Whoosh!
More than a dozen "point 38" guns were pointed at him. The policemen were armed with live ammunition, and the police lights were flashing. The PTU in military uniforms were ready. Several assault vehicles were particularly eye-catching.
"Sir, you don't have to use swords and guns like this, right? I'm here to surrender. I'm afraid I'll be scared to death by making such an exaggerated display." The man looked at the nervous policeman in front of him, grinned and let go.
.
Bang!
The machete in his hand hit the ground, splashing water.
"scare!"
A young policeman became nervous, stumbled and fell to the ground, and the gun in his hand happened to be thrown in front of Wu Xiaozu.
Wow!!
The muzzles of more than a dozen guns that were originally hanging were all pointed at Wu Xiaozu. Wu Xiaozu, who was originally concave and grinning, was momentarily sluggish, and his scalp felt cold.
The scene is on the verge of breaking out.
"Do not move!!"
The policemen stared nervously at the prisoners in front of them.
"Hold your head with both hands and squat down! Hurry up -"
"Squat down!!"
"Fuck! Don't move—"
"OK! OK! Don't be nervous, sir. I'm just throwing away evidence of the crime. Don't get excited. I'm a good citizen." Wu Xiaozu ignored the "point thirty-eight" at his feet, held his head in both hands, and squatted down.
- body, not daring to make any other unnecessary movements, as obedient as a teddy standing in a standing position.
At the same time, Wu Xiaozu cursed in his heart: MMP! He wanted to kick the "short dog" away from his feet, but he didn't dare to move, for fear that a mistake would cause panic and he would die as soon as he was reborn. Then from "Tai"
"Hao" was instantly shot into "dead Kun".
Seeing that the suspect was very cooperative, the policemen breathed a sigh of relief and gathered together to round him up. At the same time, the experienced veteran policemen quickly kicked their guns aside.
This thing is indeed a bit exciting. The old police officers are sweating secretly. It's just a job. Why is it so thrilling? No one wants to be Chen Jiaju. After all, no one here calls Fang Shilong.
"Sir, can you stop being so exciting? I'm afraid I'll be beaten into pieces." Wu Xiaozu raised his head and looked at the young and crappy police officer, "Sir, you are so powerful when you get a toothpick as a police officer, why do you need a police gun?
?It’s so hard for everyone to work as errands..."
What he said made the poor police officer look uncertain and embarrassed. But the other sirs beside him believed it deeply.
After he finished speaking, Wu Xiaozu was directly pushed to the ground by the other party, roughly and harshly. His face was pressed hard into the rain, and his eyes were closed silently. There was no struggle or resistance. Some were just relieved.
In this new life, the beginning of the story has changed! So what about the next life?
…
The police charged him with intentional homicide, suspected involvement in triad activities, obstruction of official duties, illegal smuggling, money laundering and more than a dozen crimes.
Fortunately, the victim was rescued by the hospital. At the same time, there was insufficient evidence for many other serious charges. In the end, the court could only choose a few of them to sentence him, and he was jailed for 52 months. A full 4 years and 4 months.
I have to say that Hong Kong Island is good, there is no death penalty, and the sentence will always be reduced on occasions such as the Queen's birthday.
Therefore, the sentence is reduced by 4 months!
Four years in custody!
…
August 18, 1986.
In the dark corridor of Causeway Bay Correctional Institution, a man wearing a brown summer prison uniform held a cardboard box and greeted the inmates holding the railings on both sides with a smile.
"Uncle Kuan, I will release you from prison today."
"Brother Huanxi, let's play chess together some other time. I'll make sure I kill you and leave no trace of you behind."
"Xianghui, don't fly too much, be careful of kidney failure. Remember to eat more eggs, they are very nourishing."
Wu Xiaozu smiled and quarreled with the prisoners on both sides. These were all inmates who had been together day and night for four years. Although they could not be regarded as sharing joys and sorrows, they could be said to have shared hardships.
"Azu, you don't want Luo Li, please remember to come back... bah bah, forget it, it's better not to come back."
"Zuzai, don't look back, it's unlucky."
"Pu Jiezu, even if you have kidney failure, I won't! Eat your big-headed devil's eggs...pick that star! You go and eat shit first!"
Everyone bid farewell to Wu Xiaozu one after another, laughing and scolding, admonishing and insulting.
**********, there is gay love in prison. We meet gay every day, and the relationship is naturally very harmonious. Except for not picking up the soap.
Bang bang bang—bang bang bang bang—bang bang.
The railing was knocked, and Wu Xiaozu paused, then smiled.
“How many close friends are there in this world——
How many friendships can last forever?
Today I say goodbye and shake hands with you,
Friendship is always in our hearts,
To be continued...