"I have been here for fifty years and thought about it for fifty years. Now it is really clear that the true highest state of gambling is to kill everyone and not recognize any relatives."

"The saying that a benevolent person is invincible, that's all nonsense for seniors to fool younger generations, just to give myself a chance to make a comeback. If I had killed every opponent back then... Hey, forget it, you just understand."

Having said this, Long Si seemed to think of something again, his tone turned low, he paused for a moment, and then said:

"Are you willing to learn?"

Lei Yaoyang actually didn't believe any of Long Si's so-called reasons, let alone that such an old Jianghu would accept him as his disciple for reasons that were not reasons.

Just like Long Si didn't believe a word about a boy who suddenly appeared and treated him well, and dismissed it as a coincidence.

However, if one is willing to teach and the other is willing to learn, even if each has their own agenda, the problem will be solved.

Lei Yaoyang stood up and bowed his hands to Long Si:

"Then I'll ask Master to take more care of me from now on."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Long Si was overjoyed, and his laughter echoed in the dark room again.

Lei Yaoyang was no fool. He immediately changed his mind and called the master:

"Master, aren't you afraid of seeing the wrong person again?"

"My life is almost gone. Even if I misjudge you, what will I lose?"

Long Si didn't care about replying, giving people a feeling of being extremely free and easy.

Yaoyang's mind was spinning very fast and he blurted out:

"What if I learn gambling skills and don't use them anymore?"

"You won't use it. As long as you are ambitious, you will definitely use it one day. And life is the biggest gamble. The way of gambling does not have to be used at the gambling table. Maybe you can usually use it.

Use it."

"It's just like eating. Let me tell you, people live to eat. As for what to eat? How much to eat? It's destined by nature? Gambling is just a way to eat..."

Long Si speaks in a relaxed manner, but the profound meaning in his words speaks directly to people's hearts.

At this moment, Lei Yaoyang also somewhat understood Long Si's thoughts.

This man who has won and fought all his life wants to fight with others even after his death. He has been locked up here for decades and may have chatted with many prison guards.

But how could an ordinary prison guard pay attention to him?

Come to think of it, the results of every chat are not satisfactory to him.

Ambition, desire.

This is what I lack most.

In addition, Long Si knew that he was destined to die soon, so he decided to take a final gamble and teach gambling skills himself.

He probably hopes that one day he will become famous as his disciple and let his legend spread again...

After becoming a disciple of Long Si, Lei Yaoyang's time in the room reached the limit. The two discussed for a few words that they would start studying formally tomorrow, and Lei Yaoyang walked out of the cell with an empty iron lunch box.

Walking out of Long Si's exclusive cell was like walking out of endless darkness. The sun was shining brightly outside. A month of hard work finally paid off. Lei Yaoyang smiled happily, just like a big boy.

Yaoyang seemed to have deliberately untied a few buttons on the top of the police uniform, giving people a flamboyant impression.

A combination full of contradictions!

A guy who coexists with sunshine and darkness.

I believe this will be the first impression of everyone who sees him.

After walking out of the single cells, Lei Yaoyang came to the outside.

Standing here at the moment was a man in his fifties, also dressed in a prison guard's uniform, walking around with an anxious look on his face.

Seeing Lei Yaoyang coming out, he immediately said unhappily:

"Young man, why does it take so long to deliver food? Are you sleeping in there? Are you lazy?"

A trace of almost imperceptible disgust flashed in Lei Yaoyang's eyes, and he said with a smile:

"Boss, how dare I! But you also know the condition of the old man inside. He seems to be dying, so he's a little slow."

Bah...! It's really unlucky. No wonder I've been losing every day at horse racing this month. I come here every day to deliver food to a dying person. How can I not be unlucky?"

Uncle Biao sighed a few times, his face full of ugliness, but he didn't have the slightest doubt.

As he spoke, he glanced again and continued:

"You niggas, you had a grudge against me in your last life, right? We met at the gambling table after work, and there was another one who followed me all day long at work. When will these days end...!"

Uncle Biao, Zhou Huabiao, the old prison guard in Stanley.

After working as a prison guard for more than ten years, he has already regarded this job as a dawdling, muddle along and have no ambition to make progress.

So it remains to be verified whether it is the fatal scissors in the Truant Veyron.

Going to work every day and gambling every day after get off work, this is almost Uncle Biao's life.

According to gossip, Uncle Biao once won 50,000 yuan at a gambling table by a young man.

Since then, he has not been very friendly to young people.

Since coming to Stanley, Lei Yaoyang has followed Uncle Biao every day and learned nothing else. He has listened to many gossips and gossips about the prison.

He is definitely the right person to find information about Wu Shihao.

But Lei Yaoyang is not in a hurry. He has more important things to do now than killing Wu Shihao.

"Why are you still standing there? You haven't been in this damn place enough? Let's go!"

After murmuring for a while, Uncle Biao glanced at Lei Yaoyang angrily and signaled to leave.

After a month of getting along, Lei Yaoyang had become accustomed to his colleague's style, so he followed him outside in silence.

After all, how high can he jump now!

How miserable it will be in the future!

Along the way, Uncle Biao kept talking:

"I heard from the boss that this place will be demolished soon. There is no need for so many independent severe punishment prisons, and there are no small black rooms to use!"

"I don't know who the old man is inside. Who did he offend? He's been locked up in this damn place for fifty years at a time, which is longer than the time I've been in the job."

"If it were me, I wouldn't be able to endure being locked up for two days. There won't be anyone around. It would be even worse than death!"

"..."

Listening to his ramble, Yaoyang didn't say a word and followed silently, thinking in his mind to squeeze out the last bit of value from Long Si.

After leaving the individual cell area at the northernmost edge of Stanley Prison, the two quickly arrived at the center of Stanley Prison.

Here is a huge playground. Standing high on the playground, you can have a panoramic view of all the scenery in Stanley Prison.

There are a total of 800 independent cells, hundreds of large cells, and a prison hospital consisting of 50 beds and 6 isolation single wards.

There are also printing, laundry and other factories, kitchens, staff dormitories, etc., and the supporting facilities are quite complete.

Someone once said that if there was a place in Hong Kong that could be self-sufficient, it would be Stanley Prison.

Some people have said in the future that the young people in Hong Kong Comprehensive Market want a better way out in the future, and the same is true in Stanley.

After all, you don’t need rent, food, accommodation, and salary...

At this moment, many prisoners are having fun in the playground.

They wear identical prison uniforms and do what they like.

Some gathered around the small wooden table and were playing a unique board game in the prison.

There are also some who are sneaking around, gathering together in groups, and they don’t know what they are discussing.

As a prison guard, as long as the prisoners do not take any special actions, they are particularly free during their free time.

"Uncle Biao, did you win the horse race yesterday? Isn't my wealth powerful enough to force people to run away?"

"You're so big, I'll hit you on the instep with a gun! Rich people are more deceitful than rats with dragon heads."

"Uncle Biao, horses make mistakes and people make mistakes. I was also deceived. Next time, next time I will definitely give you a piece of news that is sure to make money..."

"Uncle Biao, do you still believe him? You have lost so much, it is the last word to listen to me and buy Taxue Wuhen!"

"..."

Uncle Biao has been in this prison for decades. I don't know if he is popular or not, but from the fact that he has not had a director for more than ten years, we can tell that he is just like that.

So the prisoners dared to tease him.

In comparison, Lei Yaoyang is more like a bodyguard, transparent and expressionless, and no one pays attention to him.

"Young man, let's go. Go back and rest early. You'll have to watch these bastards work in the afternoon."

Uncle Biao casually chatted with the prisoners for a few words, said hello, and left the playground with Lei Yaoyang, returning to the dormitory to rest.

The work of prison guards is actually extremely hard. They have to stay in the prison five days a week and have food and accommodation in the dormitory.
To be continued...