Yang Yi came to prison to learn how to become a spy. He didn’t belong in prison to begin with. He wouldn’t end up on the street after being released and he wouldn’t get involved in drug trafficking.
The prison was just school for Yang Yi. He had no intention to waste too much of his time while he was there or spend it bonding with the dregs of society. Thus, Yang Yi gave the Latino an outright rejection.
Although Yang Yi wasn’t familiar with how prison worked, he wasn’t an idiot. Even if Chris didn’t say anything, he was well aware that he shouldn’t get mixed up with any gangs. Since a gang in prison was just an extension of an organized gang outside, joining them in prison would mean you would still be part of the organized gang on the outside. So, you wouldn’t be able to be free even after being released from prison.
Moreover, there was also a test to join? As proof of one’s allegiance, the simplest approach was obviously to stab someone a few times. You would naturally be able to join after taking such action and not ratting anyone out.
What if you failed? Instead of stabbing someone, what if you were the one that got stabbed instead? No one would give you another look and the loser would be disposed of like garbage.
Therefore, Yang Yi directly declined it. He would never join a gang.
The Latino sitting in front of Yang Yi didn’t say a word. He just stood up and left. Yang Yi was surprised with how simple it was.
After the Latino left, Yang Yi immediately increased his eating pace. He believed he might not have a chance to finish his meal. Chris had also increased his eating pace. Yang Yi believed Chris was also worried he wouldn’t be able to finish his meal.
Yang Yi’s back was facing the Boxing King’s group. At this point, he believed he might have made a mistake. If he had known earlier the man who was taking food from the others belonged to the Boxing King’s gang, he might have responded differently.
Yang Yi assumed there wouldn’t be any problems during meal time. Even if someone wanted revenge, they would have to wait for an appropriate time. There were too many guards in the canteen. It was definitely not the right time to take action.
Yang Yi than realized he should sit facing the Boxing King’s group so that he could monitor them. When Yang Yi realized his mistake, he wanted to switch to a different seat but there wasn’t one available. It was now too late for him to change his seat.
Yang Yi stood up and heard footsteps approaching from behind him. Chris immediately stood up as well and turned to look elsewhere. As the sound of footsteps neared, Yang Yi quickly turned around.
There was a Black man holding a plate standing right behind Yang Yi. The black man was startled when Yang Yi suddenly stood up and faced him. He then threw the plate away and revealed a knife.
After throwing the plate away, the Black man stabbed towards Yang Yi’s belly while screaming. Yang Yi would have been stabbed if he had frozen in fear. Yang Yi might have made a mistake, but he was definitely not afraid.
According to Wang Wen Jiang’s teachings, Yang Yi’s best option was to pry away the knife first before attacking the Black man’s weak spots. Alternatively, it was easier for him to dodge backwards before consider how he should counterattack.
However, Yang Yi didn’t choose either option. Rather than feeling panic, Yang Yi only felt anger. Yang Yi lunged forward and extended both his fingers to poke straight at the Black man’s eyes.
The Black man dodged the attack towards his eyes subconsciously but he wasn’t entirely successful. Yang Yi still managed to hit one of his eyes.
Yang Yi’s index finger went past the Black man’s nose and pierced his left eye.
“Argh!”
After the loud shriek, Yang Yi felt a strange sensation on his index finger. At the same time, a cooling and stinging sensation came from his stomach as well.
The Black man dropped his knife and moved to cover his eye while screaming, “My eyes! My eyes!”
Yang Yi exploded with rage.
He left China for England because he wanted revenge. Even if he wanted revenge, he would first need to know where the enemy was. Therefore, Yang Yi had no option but to enter the world of espionage. After much difficulty, he had managed to join the Singer yet the organization was destroyed in just a few days. Now, Yang Yi had an additional goal of destroying a hitmen organization as well.
Danger lurked in every corner and it was difficult for Yang Yi to survive. Nevertheless, he was going to endure it.
Yang Yi knew he would be able to learn something useful if he managed to find Zhang Yong. Thus, he had ended up in this prison. It was ridiculous that he was being stabbed now just because of a piece of chicken meat.
A knife injury might not lead to death but there was no reason for him to get hurt in the first place. Why should he hand over his precious food? Why should he get stabbed for refusing? He just wanted to learn peacefully here yet these scum were being an obstruction.
“Get lost!”
Yang Yi roared and extended his two fingers again.
There was still some blood and white liquid on Yang Yi’s index finger. It should be from the eye Yang Yi had poked. Yang Yi used the same finger to poke the other eye of the man who had stabbed him.
Yang Yi should have stopped since the guards were rushing over but he had every intention of killing the person in front of him.
Yang Yi refused to endure and smiled harmlessly at everyone. Thus he chose to explode in rage instead.
It was just unfortunate that Yang Yi chose to explode with rage in an inappropriate place and at an inappropriate time.
However, he no longer cared. He was well aware of the consequences yet it no longer mattered to him. He planned to unnerve those who thought he was an easy target to bully so that they would leave him alone.
The Black man responded instinctively to save his other eye. He was swaying his head wildly and Yang Yi’s finger ended up missing its target.
However, Yang Yi was unwilling to let it end. Thus, he made a fist.
Yang Yi raised his fist and aimed for the Black man’s throat.
If the punch had landed, the man might have ended up with a broken neck and died as a result.
Right at that moment, Yang Yi’s knee gave way and he knelt down involuntarily. It was then followed by a sharp pain in his back which caused him to plung straight towards the floor.
A guard had hit Yang Yi with a truncheon and exclaimed, “On the ground!”
Yang Yi laid on the ground without hesitation.
The prisoners around stood still candidly. The Black man was still holding on to his eye groaning. The guards quickly pressed both the Black man and Yang Yi to the floor.
“My eye!”
The Black man was lying on the floor screaming loudly. Yang Yi promptly gave it some thought before screaming in a very pained tone as well, “I have been stabbed! Save me! Save me!”
Yang Yi came to prison to learn how to become a spy. He didn’t belong in prison to begin with. He wouldn’t end up on the street after being released and he wouldn’t get involved in drug trafficking.
The prison was just school for Yang Yi. He had no intention to waste too much of his time while he was there or spend it bonding with the dregs of society. Thus, Yang Yi gave the Latino an outright rejection.
Although Yang Yi wasn’t familiar with how prison worked, he wasn’t an idiot. Even if Chris didn’t say anything, he was well aware that he shouldn’t get mixed up with any gangs. Since a gang in prison was just an extension of an organized gang outside, joining them in prison would mean you would still be part of the organized gang on the outside. So, you wouldn’t be able to be free even after being released from prison.
Moreover, there was also a test to join? As proof of one’s allegiance, the simplest approach was obviously to stab someone a few times. You would naturally be able to join after taking such action and not ratting anyone out.
What if you failed? Instead of stabbing someone, what if you were the one that got stabbed instead? No one would give you another look and the loser would be disposed of like garbage.
Therefore, Yang Yi directly declined it. He would never join a gang.
The Latino sitting in front of Yang Yi didn’t say a word. He just stood up and left. Yang Yi was surprised with how simple it was.
After the Latino left, Yang Yi immediately increased his eating pace. He believed he might not have a chance to finish his meal. Chris had also increased his eating pace. Yang Yi believed Chris was also worried he wouldn’t be able to finish his meal.
Yang Yi’s back was facing the Boxing King’s group. At this point, he believed he might have made a mistake. If he had known earlier the man who was taking food from the others belonged to the Boxing King’s gang, he might have responded differently.
Yang Yi assumed there wouldn’t be any problems during meal time. Even if someone wanted revenge, they would have to wait for an appropriate time. There were too many guards in the canteen. It was definitely not the right time to take action.
Yang Yi than realized he should sit facing the Boxing King’s group so that he could monitor them. When Yang Yi realized his mistake, he wanted to switch to a different seat but there wasn’t one available. It was now too late for him to change his seat.
Yang Yi stood up and heard footsteps approaching from behind him. Chris immediately stood up as well and turned to look elsewhere. As the sound of footsteps neared, Yang Yi quickly turned around.
There was a Black man holding a plate standing right behind Yang Yi. The black man was startled when Yang Yi suddenly stood up and faced him. He then threw the plate away and revealed a knife.
After throwing the plate away, the Black man stabbed towards Yang Yi’s belly while screaming. Yang Yi would have been stabbed if he had frozen in fear. Yang Yi might have made a mistake, but he was definitely not afraid.
According to Wang Wen Jiang’s teachings, Yang Yi’s best option was to pry away the knife first before attacking the Black man’s weak spots. Alternatively, it was easier for him to dodge backwards before consider how he should counterattack.
However, Yang Yi didn’t choose either option. Rather than feeling panic, Yang Yi only felt anger. Yang Yi lunged forward and extended both his fingers to poke straight at the Black man’s eyes.
The Black man dodged the attack towards his eyes subconsciously but he wasn’t entirely successful. Yang Yi still managed to hit one of his eyes.
Yang Yi’s index finger went past the Black man’s nose and pierced his left eye.
“Argh!”
After the loud shriek, Yang Yi felt a strange sensation on his index finger. At the same time, a cooling and stinging sensation came from his stomach as well.
The Black man dropped his knife and moved to cover his eye while screaming, “My eyes! My eyes!”
Yang Yi exploded with rage.
He left China for England because he wanted revenge. Even if he wanted revenge, he would first need to know where the enemy was. Therefore, Yang Yi had no option but to enter the world of espionage. After much difficulty, he had managed to join the Singer yet the organization was destroyed in just a few days. Now, Yang Yi had an additional goal of destroying a hitmen organization as well.
Danger lurked in every corner and it was difficult for Yang Yi to survive. Nevertheless, he was going to endure it.
Yang Yi knew he would be able to learn something useful if he managed to find Zhang Yong. Thus, he had ended up in this prison. It was ridiculous that he was being stabbed now just because of a piece of chicken meat.
A knife injury might not lead to death but there was no reason for him to get hurt in the first place. Why should he hand over his precious food? Why should he get stabbed for refusing? He just wanted to learn peacefully here yet these scum were being an obstruction.
“Get lost!”
Yang Yi roared and extended his two fingers again.
There was still some blood and white liquid on Yang Yi’s index finger. It should be from the eye Yang Yi had poked. Yang Yi used the same finger to poke the other eye of the man who had stabbed him.
Yang Yi should have stopped since the guards were rushing over but he had every intention of killing the person in front of him.
Yang Yi refused to endure and smiled harmlessly at everyone. Thus he chose to explode in rage instead.
It was just unfortunate that Yang Yi chose to explode with rage in an inappropriate place and at an inappropriate time.
However, he no longer cared. He was well aware of the consequences yet it no longer mattered to him. He planned to unnerve those who thought he was an easy target to bully so that they would leave him alone.
The Black man responded instinctively to save his other eye. He was swaying his head wildly and Yang Yi’s finger ended up missing its target.
However, Yang Yi was unwilling to let it end. Thus, he made a fist.
Yang Yi raised his fist and aimed for the Black man’s throat.
If the punch had landed, the man might have ended up with a broken neck and died as a result.
Right at that moment, Yang Yi’s knee gave way and he knelt down involuntarily. It was then followed by a sharp pain in his back which caused him to plung straight towards the floor.
A guard had hit Yang Yi with a truncheon and exclaimed, “On the ground!”
Yang Yi laid on the ground without hesitation.
The prisoners around stood still candidly. The Black man was still holding on to his eye groaning. The guards quickly pressed both the Black man and Yang Yi to the floor.
“My eye!”
The Black man was lying on the floor screaming loudly. Yang Yi promptly gave it some thought before screaming in a very pained tone as well, “I have been stabbed! Save me! Save me!”
