539: 528 539: 528 After the beauty stepped onto the stage, music started playing over the exercise yard, and she began to move with the music.
Was she doing exercises?
Indeed, the surrounding inmates all began to move along with the beauty.
It was just a simple set of broadcast exercises, but with her performance, there was an unusual charm.
Almost every inmate stared intently at the beauty on the stage as if they were afraid of missing the slightest detail.
Moreover, surprisingly, despite the size of the beauty’s bust, which bounced as she did the broadcast exercises, there didn’t seem to be any sense of burden; instead, everything felt so harmonious and natural.
It was the first time Song Yun realized how fortunate the inmates here were!
The exercise session ended quickly, and Song Yun felt a bit unwilling for it to end, only to see the beauty finish leading the exercise and walk away, leaving him somewhat disappointed.
He wished he could participate in a few more sessions like that.
“Let’s go, stop staring.” Zhang Longhu softly called out to Song Yun, who was still standing in place, and then followed the Prison Police Captain away from the exercise yard into a large hall.
“Who was that just now?” Song Yun asked standing next to Zhang Longhu.
“That beauty?
Her name is Mo Yuyao.
She’s a doctor and a psychological counselor in our medical center, and also the exercise leader,” Zhang Longhu replied.
“How about that, pretty, right?”
“Indeed, really fucking beautiful!
She looks about 20 years old.
How did she end up working in a prison?” Song Yun asked.
“How would I know?
I heard that she’s the daughter of the Prison Chief’s brother or something.
The Prison Chief offered her a high salary to work here.
But let me tell you, you should just look—that woman is Smiling Tiger’s target.
If you get any ideas, you might end up in Yama District the next day.”
“Really?
Why?”
“That girl, she’s caught the eye of Smiling Tiger.
If you dare think about it, I guess you’ll be playing in Yama District tomorrow.”
“Right, that big fellow up front, is he the one called ‘Heavenly Pillar’?” Song Yun discreetly pointed to the man he had noticed that morning.
“That’s him!
Don’t make eye contact with him; he’ll view it as a challenge.”
“Why do I get the feeling that he’s not very afraid of Smiling Tiger?” Song Yun raised his curiosity.
“Because he’s got connections outside,” Zhang Longhu explained.
“Heavenly Pillar seems to have ties with some powers in our city too.
The Prison Police Captain only has some clout inside the prison; outside, a flick from Heavenly Pillar could finish him.
So, they basically leave each other alone unless you mess with them.
It’s not just Heavenly Pillar; Qian Kaikou is also left unchecked by the Prison Police Captain, as long as there’s no murder, everything’s fine.”
“Gosh, this place is truly complex,” Song Yun remarked.
“And it gets more complex.
Stop talking now, wait until the briefing ends, then it’ll be free time.
I suggest you hang around near the Prison Guards then; they might be more hesitant to mess with you!” Zhang Longhu advised.
“I understand,” Song Yun nodded.
Soon, the Prison Police Captain’s briefing ended and he clapped his hands, “Dismissed.”
With a whoosh, the crowd dispersed.
“I’m heading off,” Zhang Longhu told Song Yun before walking away.
Song Yun looked around and then noticed a few men walking towards him, these men seemed ordinary.
“Young man, you’re new here?” one of the men with a centipede tattooed on his neck asked Song Yun with a mischievous grin.
“Yes, brother, who are you?” Song Yun earnestly played the role of a naive newcomer to the prison.
“We are under Brother Heavenly Pillar; you can call me Brother Centipede.
Since you’re new, you probably don’t know our rules yet, right?” Brother Centipede asked.
“This… I’m not familiar, please enlighten me, Brother Centipede…” Song Yun said, slightly bowing as he addressed the so-called Brother Centipede.
“Our rule is, newcomers must show respect to the old-timers.
You must’ve brought something with you when you came in, right?
Show us what you’ve got?” the man queried.
“This…” Song Yun hesitated.
“Brother Centipede, I didn’t bring anything with me.”
“Oh?
Seems like you’re planning not to follow the rules?” the man probed.
“I really didn’t bring anything in!” Song Yun replied urgently, “I was framed into coming here.”
“We’re all framed into coming here.
Come on, let’s go somewhere else to chat, and let us teach you what rules are.” The man sneered as he walked next to Song Yun, grabbing his shoulder.
“What are you doing?” Song Yun asked in panic.
“What are we doing?
Naturally, we are going to teach you the rules.
Move it, don’t even think about calling out.
If you do, I’ll make sure you’d wish you were dead,” the man threatened, and Song Yun wisely shut his mouth.
“That’s more like it.” The man wrapped his arm around Song Yun, and the other two men flanked him, the four of them heading towards the bathroom.
Zhang Longhu shook his head helplessly, “Ah, newbies, always can’t avoid this.”
“Brothers, where are we going?” Song Yun asked shakily.
“Nowhere much, just to a place to talk, here we are, right here.” Brother Centipede pushed Song Yun into the bathroom, followed by the other two men, and then turned to shut the door.
“Brother, I really don’t have anything; you can search if you don’t believe me!” Song Yun slowly backed away, warily watching the three men.
“Ha-ha, since you’ve got nothing, then we’ll have to teach you what it means to have nothing.
Boys, get him,” Brother Centipede shouted, following by a charge towards Song Yun.
Song Yun looked down on these three men with a slight contempt.
Even Xiao Qing could topple them easily; they were nothing more than ordinary thugs.
Killing them would be a matter of minutes for him.
As the three men approached, just as Song Yun was about to make a move.
Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, Song Yun caught a glint of reflected light from a dim corner!
Someone was aiming a sniper at him, just waiting for him to make a move.
Song Yun immediately retracted his fist, originally poised to strike, and protected his head instead.
Bang.
The three’s punches then landed on Song Yun.
The trio beat Song Yun without any technique, merely kicking and punching randomly.
Song Yun protected his head with his hands, and their strength was so weak that he didn’t even consider hardening his body.
It felt almost like a massage, and Song Yun almost moaned in comfort, but remembering the sniper hidden in the corner, he bit his lip hard until it bled profusely.