Return of the King, Chapter 559 - 559 548

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“Eh, poured it out?” Smiling Tiger said with so reluctance.

“Yeah, poured it out.

So what?” Lu Yuyao asked curiously.

“No big deal.

Since there’s no water, I’ll go look elsewhere then.

Such a pity.” Smiling Tiger said, put down the water bottle, and walked out of the infirmary.

“Damn, he actually poured it out!!

I went through so much trouble to get that dicine from Pillar, and it just got poured out like that!

Shit!!” Smiling Tiger left with a deep grudge on his face and headed toward the cell.

Song Yun, carrying a few books, didn’t return to the cell because the free ti in the morning wasn’t over yet, so the cells were closed.

With books in hand, he headed straight to the playground, where, after showing a permit from Lu Yuyao to the prison guards, he was allowed to enter the playground with the books.

“Hey, Song Yun, what’s that you’ve got there?” Zhang Longhu asked curiously upon seeing Song Yun carrying sothing.

“Just a few books.” Song Yun smiled.

“What kind of books?

Let

see.” Zhang Longhu asked.

Song Yun handed the books to Zhang Longhu.

“Huh?

High school textbooks?

Are you planning to be a student, Song Yun?” Zhang Longhu laughed.

“Heh, just bored, so I thought I’d enrich myself.”

“Not bad at all, young man.

You need that kind of thing.”

While they were talking, Brother Centipede appeared like a bad on.

“Song Yun, what good stuff did you bring back?” Brother Centipede chuckled.

“Just so books.” Song Yun replied.

“Oh?

Books?

Do you even read?

Can you understand them?” Brother Centipede asked.

“Just browsing.”

“Ha-ha, Zhang Longhu, let

have a look at the books,” Brother Centipede said, looking at Zhang Longhu and reaching out his hand.

“Well…

Brother Centipede, these are Song Yun’s books,” said Zhang Longhu, hesitating.

“Shit, I told you to show , so just show .

What are you hesitating for?” Brother Centipede said, and with that, he kicked Zhang Longhu.

“Fucking hell, just a stooge who takes the fall for others, and you dare to hesitate with ?”

Zhang Longhu, holding Song Yun’s books, was kicked to the ground.

Song Yun quickly ran over and helped Zhang Longhu back up.

“Song Yun, after lunch, co with Zhang Longhu to the toilets.

I want to have a little chat with you guys,” Brother Centipede arrogantly glanced at Song Yun, then at Zhang Longhu with contempt, snorted, and turned to leave.

“Brother Long, are you okay?” Song Yun helped Zhang Longhu, asking.

“I’m fine, I’m fine.” Zhang Longhu dusted himself off and said to Song Yun, “Looks like we’re in for a beating at noon.”

“It’s all my…sigh.” Song Yun said with regret.

“We’re roommates, after all, it’s like we’re classmates.

At worst, we take a beating.

I’ve been beaten plenty of tis here anyway.

Song Yun, do you know why I’m considered worthless?” Zhang Longhu said.

“Why?”

“Because, in this prison, I haven’t offended anyone.

I never bully others; I don’t fight back when I’m hit,” Zhang Longhu said proudly.

Song Yun looked at Zhang Longhu in surprise.

“How can you not fight back if you’re hit?”

“Why would I fight back?” Zhang Longhu was equally surprised.

“I can’t beat them; if I fought back, wouldn’t I just get hit even worse?”

“Don’t you feel that it’s humiliating and disgraceful for a man to be hit and not fight back?” Song Yun asked.

“Psh, that stuff you’re talking about is all nonsense.

The real deal is to get hit less; that’s the right way,” Zhang Longhu said, his face breaking into a proud smile.

“The people here are all vicious criminals from the outside.

I’m just soone who took the fall.

I’m not a real criminal; naturally, I don’t have their ruthlessness, and I can’t beat them.”

“Sigh.” Song Yun sighed, looking at this sowhat cowardly man, wanting to say sothing but feeling there was nothing to add.

Zhang Longhu’s resigned acceptance and self-comfort in the face of getting beaten—a sort of ‘Ah Q spirit’—had actually beco mainstream in society like this.

What he said was true.

If I resist, I can’t beat you, and it’s more likely to provoke your anger, so why bother resisting?

Song Yun shook his head.

Sneaking out last night made him realize that he didn’t have much ti left.

That morning, he had received a call from Mr.

Song, who had only spoken a few words.

The behind-the-scenes Black Hand had been grasped by Mr.

Song by a thread of his clothing, but all the clues had suddenly disappeared!

This made Mr.

Song realize the opponent’s strength and also told Song Yun that he could stand up to Gulang, as Gulang’s backers had now begun to hide.

Song Yun figured that if that was the case, there was no need to keep a low profile any longer.

The right course was to wrap things up here sooner and head out to live a shaless life with the won, especially with Li Shishi, who had beco his woman.

He needed to pour his heart into cultivating that relationship.

anwhile, in Wild Wolf Headquarters, Gulang showed a rare look of panic.

Since last night, he had not been able to contact his boss at all.

Even several mbers of the inspection team seed to have vanished into thin air, which scared Gulang even more than Red Stick’s death.

He had the feeling that he had been abandoned by those above him.

“That’s definitely what’s happened!!” Gulang said with a cold face, “It must be that soone up there got wind of sothing, so they’ve all gone into hiding!!

It must be because of Song Yun.

I won’t let you leave First Prison alive, Song Yun!!” As Gulang spoke, he called over White Stick.

“Tell Pillar, no matter what, he has to get rid of Song Yun for !

Find a way to smuggle so submachine guns into the prison; even if it exposes us, we can’t let Song Yun leave First Prison alive.

Once Song Yun is dead, they will surely realize my importance.” A fanatic light shone on Gulang’s face.

A storm was brewing.

The morning free ti ended quickly, and after lunch, Brother Centipede, together with Wild Boar, stood at the cafeteria entrance.

“Let’s go.” Brother Centipede looked at Song Yun and Zhang Longhu with contempt, shook his head, and signaled them to follow him.

Song Yun smiled.

Since he had decided not to keep a low profile anymore, today was the day to give these people a proper thrill, lest they say he didn’t reciprocate.

The group arrived at the toilet block, and Brother Centipede pushed Song Yun, ordering, “Get inside and stand against the wall.”

Song Yun walked a few steps forward, followed by Brother Centipede, Wild Boar, and the others, who then closed the door behind them.

“Song Yun, when they start hitting us, hide behind ,” Zhang Longhu whispered.

“I’m used to getting hit, I have experience, and I’m not afraid of the pain.

You’ve just co here and don’t know how to protect yourself; it’s easy to get hurt.”