Chapter 111: Tiger Bridge Prison

Tiger Bridge Prison was very, very big.

Zhang Yong had been to Tilanqiao Prison before. He felt that it was completely incomparable.

Its full name was 'Jiangsu Province No. 1 Prison'. It held prisoners from all over Jiangsu Province and Anhui Province. The majority were criminal offenders.

According to the information, there were quite a lot of female prisoners. There was a separate women's prison.

Of course, the women's prison had nothing to do with Zhang Yong.

He wanted a strong man. A strong man who could subdue the old beggar. Or a villain. A demon.

'You want to see our warden?'

'Yes.'

'Who are you?'

'Fuxing Society.'

Zhongyang handed over his ID.

The bailiff at the door looked suspicious.

Fuxing Society? Want to see the warden? What's the story?

This is ridiculous. Who are you people? Who do you think you are to just walk in and see the warden?

He was about to refuse, but then he saw Wu Liuqi draw his gun.

'Please,'

he said hurriedly.

'Please!'

He ordered the barricades to be removed.

These people are rough. And they even have guns. They really don't care about the law.

Really, the Fuxing Society is something...

The convoy entered the prison.

'Who?'

'Fuxing Society?'

Prison warden Zhao Danchun was in a bad mood when he received the report.

The Fuxing Society secret service? What were they doing here?

To be fair, there didn't seem to be much contact between Tiger Bridge Prison and the Fuxing Society. Especially after the political prisoners had been moved to the First Army Prison.

It was annoying.

The other party had actually forced their way into the prison.

Did they think the prison was their own backyard?

Nonsense!

Zhao Danchun was even more upset when he learned that the other party was a young man.

The problem was that he also knew that this Fuxing Society was similar to the existence of the Imperial Bodyguards. No one would normally want to provoke them. If they forcibly confronted them, it was likely that the other party would bear a grudge. And then retaliate.

'The thief is not afraid of stealing, but he is afraid of being remembered.' He would not be able to sleep well from now on.

He decided to avoid seeing them.

'Just say that I'm not available,' Zhao Duanchun said irritably.

'Yes,' the assistant immediately went.

And then there was no movement.

Zhao Duanchun gradually felt that something was wrong.

Did they just dismiss it like that?

Did the other person leave?

Suddenly, he saw his assistant stumbling in, covering her face.

When she saw Zhao Danchun, the assistant weakly let go of her hand. Red finger marks were visible on her cheek. He didn't know if she had been beaten.

What a lot of strength.

Half her face was swollen, looking like a pig's head.

Zhao Danchun was suddenly shocked. He hurriedly asked, 'What happened? Who beat you?'

'It was those people from the Fuxing Society. They beat Yin...' The assistant's speech was slurred. It turned out that he had also lost his teeth. His mouth was full of blood.

'Son of a bitch! How dare you!' Zhao Danchun was furious.

So what if you're from the Fuxing Society?

This is Tiger Bridge Prison! This is my territory, Zhao Danchun!

I, Zhao Danchun, also have a background.

How could he lower his head when someone stepped on his territory?

He immediately ordered all the bailiffs to go out.

He had to show the other party. He wanted to slap the other party ten times in return.

You bastard!

We are under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Justice...

'Gather!'

'Gather!'

A series of shrill whistles.

Soon, more than a hundred bailiffs had gathered. All carrying rifles.

They rushed angrily forward.

They found the other party already sitting there, unperturbed. It seemed as if they had been waiting for him.

'You bastard!'

'Who do you think you are? How dare you mess with the bigwigs!'

'You bastard!'

Zhao Dianshun came up and started swearing.

Zhang Yong's expression did not change.

Go ahead and curse. Curse away.

The more vulgar the better. The more people who hear it the better.

'Kid, get lost!'

'I'm here to pick someone up.'

'Who do you think you are? Get the hell out of here!'

'I'm from the Fuxing Society!'

'The Fuxing Society doesn't count either! Get lost!'

'I'm still...'

'Get lost! Get lost! Get lost!'

Zhao Dianshun was furious again.

He also had connections. He wasn't afraid of the Fuxing Society.

At this time, what could the Fuxing Society do other than arrest the Red Party? Pah!

"I'm from the Attendant's Office...'

'Get out! Get out! Get out!'

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Zhao Dianshun continued to rant.

He was very irritable. Really. He didn't listen carefully either.

It wasn't until after he had finished ranting that he realised something was wrong. What had he just said? Attendant's Office?

Wait...

What Attendant's Office?

Oh no!

Is it that Attendant's Office?

Ahhh...

Oh no...

No way! Absolutely not!

How could someone that young be the butler? This is ridiculous!

However, his eyes soon darkened.

It was Zhang Yong who took out the special pass of the butler's office.

Kid, keep on cursing!

The more vulgar the better. It'd be best if you curse your ancestors.

Anyway, the butler's office is not my butler's office. It belongs to someone called Jiang. You are cursing someone called Jiang. What do I, Zhang Yong, have to do with it?

I'm very generous. I don't care. Go ahead and curse. Go ahead and curse.

For a moment or two, Zhao Dianshun felt like time was taking forever.

Attendant's Office, Attendant's Office...

Damn you, Attendant's Office...

No!

No.

It's not the Attendant's Office that deserves to die. It's this young man in front of me who deserves to die!

No, that's not right either.

He doesn't deserve to die either. He doesn't deserve to die.

Unconsciously, he forced a smile. Then he slapped his own face.

Pat!

Pat!

He slaps himself hard. Loud slaps.

There's no choice. You have to be sincere when you apologise. Otherwise, there's no chance of being forgiven.

If you offend the Fuxing Society, you might still have a chance.

But if you offend the Attendant's Office, you're really dead.

Zhao Dianshun has been conniving all his life, and understands this very well. He can be both pliable and unyielding. He's willing to risk it all.

Slap!

Slap!

He slaps himself hard.

The main thing is sincerity.

Zhang Yong smiles slightly and says nothing. He just quietly watches.

Go on!

Keep going.

Your mouth isn't even bleeding!

I don't care. Do what you want.

Pat!

Pat!

Zhao Duanchun finally bled from his mouth.

Everyone around looked at each other. They all bowed their heads. They didn't dare to look. They were afraid that Zhao Duanchun would remember them.

Especially the more than 100 bailiffs, who were still in formation. As a result, they all gathered around to watch Zhao Duanchun beat his own face.

It was absurd.

It was a spectacle.

But at the same time, I deeply understood what Zhao Duanchun was doing.

If he didn't slap himself hard in the face, this prison warden would definitely be in deep trouble. He might even go from prison warden to prisoner.

'That's enough,'

Zhang Yong finally spoke up.

If he continued, I don't think the other person would be able to speak.

Alas, you brought this on yourself.

I really didn't want to mess with you.

This was supposed to be a normal official errand, but you had to stir up a storm.

It's like I'm the protagonist of a fantasy novel.

'My dear fellow...'

'I've come to pick someone up.'

'No problem. Who do you want to pick up? Name him. I'll make the arrangements right away. Right away...'

'What kind of talent do you have in your prison?'

'Talent?'

Zhao Dianshun was taken aback.

This sounded a little novel.

But then again, many of the criminals in prison did have a skill.

If you didn't have any skills, you wouldn't have committed a crime in the first place!

'I'm hunting someone,' Zhang Yong said simply. 'This person is very good at escaping. We've surrounded him several times, but we haven't been able to catch him.'

'Then let me introduce you to someone? I guarantee that he is top-notch.'

'Okay. Name him.'

'The Eagle Claw King of Huainan.'

'What?'

Zhang Yong was taken aback.

He thought he had travelled back in time to the world of martial arts novels.

This name was so familiar...

'Zhuo Yungui, a disciple of the Eagle Claw Sect of Huainan. He defied his master and killed his fellow disciples,' Zhao Danchun said, 'This person has excellent physical skills. He is invulnerable to swords and spears. He is also very skilled with his hands. The key point is that this person is also very good at escaping. The Eagle Claw Sect captured him after seven years, but he escaped again halfway through. In the end, he committed a crime and sent himself to prison.'

'So powerful? Then who captured him?' Zhang Yong was suspicious.

It sounds better than it is.

I'd be a liar if I believed you.

'There was a thief king called Diao San...'

'Him?'

Zhang Yong's eyebrows rose.

Thief king?

Diao San?

He captured him?

Then I'll just go find Diao San directly!