Chapter 3 Silhouette The People and Stories Behind

  Bao Ligang, male, 23 years old, height 1.9 meters, weight 100 kg, champion of the 1992 National Sanshou Championship in the youth group above 90 kg. His single punch can exert a force of 600 pounds, and his leg technique can exert a force of 1800 pounds, basically making him a human-shaped machine. How could such a born violent person be knocked down by someone in this small prison? Ye Haodong asked himself if he was definitely not that capable. He had sparred with Bao Ligang before and lost completely, but Bao Ligang himself said that if it were a life-or-death battle, he would at most be evenly matched with Ye Haodong. Ye Haodong was extremely curious about the person who knocked down Bao Ligang in a one-on-one fight.

  Baoli Gang soon satisfied his curiosity. In the northwest corner of the wind farm, a group of special people from the horn were scattered there, enjoying the morning sun. Ye Haodong looked in the direction Baoli Gang pointed, and a tall back shadow caught his eye. If Baoli Gang was like a giant bear, then that person should be described as a rhinoceros, with a height of nearly two meters, holding a huge stone slab in his hand, his body squatting up and down with each lift, Ye Haodong focused his attention on the back shadow throughout the morning, shocked to discover that thing hadn't stopped all morning!

  The roll call ended soon, and under the command of the instructor, the prisoners walked back to their respective courtyards in an orderly manner. Bao Li was assigned to Courtyard No. 1, Group 8, which was not the same as Ye Haodong's. Before parting ways, Ye Haodong instructed him with concern: "Endure if you can, and if you really can't, go find the instructor directly, we're not short of money."

  Baoli smiled awkwardly, unwilling to admit defeat: "Hao Dong brother, don't look at me like this. That little brat didn't gain much advantage either. He hasn't received any formal training, he's just too resistant to being beaten. I used all my strength, and even after half a day of beating him, he still couldn't fight back. Later, I was afraid of killing him, so I relaxed, but as a result, he pushed me into the corner and hugged me. Ah~ He picked me up and slammed me down, that bastard! He treated me like a sandbag and slammed me more than 20 times! Next time, I'll have experience, I guarantee I won't relax, I'll knock that little rabbit to the ground!"

  Ye Haodong listened to his tone and asked casually, "How old is that kid? What's his name?"

  Baoli Gang: "He's about your age, definitely under twenty. The big shot Zhang Tianpeng from the First Courtyard calls him Hu Zi."

  After returning to the 17th group, Ye Haodong stopped Ji Chenggang who was about to wash his face and asked: "Do you know a prisoner named Hu Zi under Zhang Tianpeng, the big shot of No. 1 Prison?"

  Ji Cheng had just heard the news, and his face unexpectedly showed a rare look of admiration: "The new prisoner who was transferred from Gangcheng last year is not human. When he first came, he beat up Zhang Tianpeng, the big shot in No. 1 courtyard, and it took seventeen or eighteen guards and more than twenty electric batons to subdue him. I heard that after that incident, he was originally going to be sentenced to additional punishment, but Zhang Tianpeng said something to him and it wasn't added. From then on, he followed Zhang Tianpeng. At the beginning of this year, I represented our courtyard in a wrestling match against him, and as soon as we faced off, I fell down. At first, I was holding onto his leg, but I couldn't move him at all. When he exerted force, he directly threw me to the ground. At that time, he wasn't as tall as he is now, and if it were now, I wouldn't even need to compete with him, I would just admit defeat. It's not like competing with a human being. That kid eats as much food as our entire group in one meal, only someone like Zhang Tianpeng can afford to raise him."

  Ye Haodong's heart skipped a beat when he heard that the young man was transferred from the juvenile detention center. Called Hu Zi, from the juvenile detention center in Gangcheng, not yet twenty years old, and with this talent, there is no one else who meets these conditions! A name came to mind - Yang Junhu! Ye Haodong's heart bloomed with joy, this kid had also arrived here, and judging by his appearance, he didn't seem too bad.

  Wash, fold the quilt, sweep the room and start breakfast. As usual, it's a grand chorus of revolutionary songs, six courtyards, six teams, hundreds of people shouting in front of the cafeteria door, every revolutionary soldier must remember, the sky of the liberated area, the sunset on the west mountain is red... The scene is extraordinary. Ye Haodong followed in the team, recalling the scenes of his time in the juvenile detention center, compared to which, although the pre-meal songs were sung sincerely by everyone, but the momentum was much weaker than these seemingly relaxed old prisoners.

  In the team, Ye Haodong noticed that there was no giant figure in the first courtyard's squad, nor could he see Zhang Tianpeng, who looked white and handsome from a distance. It seemed that most of them had been beaten back by others and were eating at home. The big shot of the second courtyard, Guo Dabao, hadn't come either.

  Ye Haodong's young body had a strong demand for nutrition. Before seeing him eat, Ji Chenggang couldn't imagine how this little guy with such a 'small build' could eat so much. Ye Haodong ate while laughing and said: "Sorry about that, yesterday I just arrived and my stomach was empty, plus I was a bit shy, didn't eat openly, today I have to make up for it."

  For breakfast, he ate twenty-eight fist-sized corn breads, five large bowls of corn porridge, and countless pickled vegetables. Lin Hongwei, who was in charge of serving the meal, came back and forth to refill his plates several times.

  Ji Chenggang looked suddenly enlightened: "I said you were so energetic, it turned out that your appetite was also frighteningly large. You can eat so much of this difficult-to-eat stuff in one meal, I'm impressed by you."

  Yeh Hao Dong smiled: "When you're hungry, even dog shit smells good! I'm also the child of a poor family, from a young age my grandfather forced me to practice martial arts, consuming a lot and eating more, my body has long been accustomed to this way of eating."

  When Ji Cheng returned to the 17th cell, a man in his thirties with a short beard and tattoos on his arms and chest was waiting there. As soon as he saw Ji Cheng, he hurried forward to pay his respects, bowing: "Scar Grandpa has arrived."

  That man was Guo Er Dong, also known as Guo Da Ba.

  "Alright alright, stop being so polite. Years ago when we were locked up together in the same cell, you didn't have this attitude."

  Ji Cheng said humbly: "Uncle Scar, is there something you need?"

  Guo Dabao nodded: "I heard that the new kid in your group beat you up?"

  Ji Cheng scratched his head awkwardly: "Uh, I just compared notes with him for a bit."

  "What's up? How strong is that little guy? It's almost the end of the year, and that damned Zhang Tianpeng has got his hands on that fierce tiger. It looks like I'll have to put up with that kid's nonsense again this year. I came over today just to ask you, how does that little guy compare to Zhang Tianpeng's old tiger?"

  Ji Cheng shook his head, uncertain: "I've seen enough, he's definitely stronger than me, but I don't feel like he's that much stronger. Compared to that old tiger, if I were to fight him now, I wouldn't even have the guts to make a move."

  Guo Dabao furrowed his brow: "It seems like it's still not going to work?"

  Ji Chenggang: "Getting second place shouldn't be a problem, I reckon except for that old tiger from the first courtyard, no one else in any other courtyard is his match."

  Ye Haodong picked up his bowl and chopsticks, walked to the door, but saw a few people in seventeen detention rooms, except for Ji Chenggang, all standing at the door waiting for something. Ye Haodong didn't notice either, walking in from outside with a swagger, he saw Guo Dabao sitting there and Ji Chenggang standing upright.

  Ye Haodong nodded and directly put his bowl and chopsticks into the brick hole.

  "Wait a minute, young man, what's your name?"

  Ye Haodong smiled and nodded: "You can call me Dongzi, but don't call me little brother, this title makes me think of that thing."

  Guo Dabao felt somewhat displeased and furrowed his brow: "You little scamp, do you think you have some skill, planning to come to my courtyard to show off?"

  Ye Haodong didn't pick up where he left off: "Your yard? Who are you?"

  "Guo Dabao proudly puffed out his chest: 'Guo Dabao, the number one runner of the Second Prison Yard of the Four Directions Shop. You little brat, remember this name, and in this yard, you must always remember that you can't afford to offend the owner of this name, remember to listen to what the owner of this name says, and show eternal respect for this name. As long as you're still serving your sentence in this yard.'" After finishing speaking, Guo Dabao stood up, wound up his palm, and slapped Ye Haodong with a loud smack.

  Crack! A crisp sound! Ye Haodong's mouth was swift and merciless, slapping Guo Dabao's face with a loud smack. Guo Dabao crouched down, clutching his bleeding mouth, his eyes filled with incredulity and furious rage.

  Kuo Da Biao suddenly went mad and picked up a brick from the bed, rushing towards Ye Hao Dong to hit him. Ye Hao Dong lifted his leg and kicked Kuo's wrist, then stretched out his right hand to grab Kuo's neck, his eyes fixed on him with a fierce killing intent: "I didn't plan on being a hero, but I'm also not used to anyone slapping my face. In this world, except for my mom, no one has the qualifications! If you want to die, I can fulfill your wish. You must have heard of Er Xin Zi's name, how do you compare to him?"

  Kuo Da Ba miraculously calmed down, he didn't speak to Ye Hao Dong, but instead glared fiercely at Ji Cheng Gang beside him: "Get out, no one is allowed in without being called."

  Ye Haodong looked at him coldly, putting on airs, and yesterday's majestic and heroic Qi Chenggang was scolded into a little kitten.

  Guo Dabao: "I heard about the death of Er Xinzi a few days ago, wasn't it said that he died at the hands of Zhu San'er in Gangcheng? What does this have to do with you? Who are you?"

  Ye Haodong sneered: "Zhu Saner is my brother, that day he went to negotiate with Er Xinzi was sent by me, Er Xinzi was shot dead by me with a crossbow. I am Ye Haodong, please remember this name and also remember to show the necessary respect to the owner of this name. You must remember that becoming friends with the owner of this name is one million times better than being an enemy, as long as the owner of this name is still serving his sentence in this courtyard!"

  Two new prisoners were also squatting here, but at that time Zhang Tianpeng hadn't arrived yet. At the time, he was a top-notch figure in all six courtyards of the prison, and not only did his background make He Kui deeply wary, but his younger brother Shan Longhu was also one of the best fighters in this courtyard at the time. The person who could get such a character killed and only sentenced to ten years is now actually assigned to their own courtyard, which makes Guo Dabao think about it and feel headache.

  Ye Haodong didn't seem to have any intention of 'usurping the throne' in the Second Courtyard. He smiled brightly at Guo Dabao, who looked gloomy, and said: "I have more money than you, my connections are stronger than yours, my fists are bigger than yours, do you think I've already threatened your position?"