As the two of them were talking, a rumbling sound rang out, and the heavy door of the prison opened.
A 1.9-meter-tall man with bulging muscles slowly walked out with a suitcase in his hand.
The man was about 20 years old. He looked honest and very ordinary, but there was a fierce glint in his eyes from time to time. The hand that carried the suitcase was covered with calluses. This man was the Acalanatha of Stanley Prison. He relied on his iron fists to make a name for himself in prison.
Ming Wang was wearing simple and crude clothes. He walked out of the prison with big strides. There was no joy on his face. He was very calm.
However, when Ming Wang saw a man standing in front of a van not far away, the calm expression on his face instantly disappeared. He was filled with surprise. He didn't even care about the suitcase in his hand. He threw it to the side and rushed towards Wen Nuoyan.
Long Hair, who was standing beside Wen Nuoyan, naturally knew the name of Zhi Longming King. When he saw Zhi Longming King rushing over, his eyes turned cold and he stood in front of Wen Nuoyan,
"Brother Long, be careful. This is the Acalanatha of Stanley Prison. I heard that he is very fierce!
He had been jumping around in Stanley Prison for the past two years!”
Hearing this, Wen Nuoyan reached out to cover her long hair. She turned her head to smile at him and said indifferently,
"Don't be nervous. We're here today to pick him up. He's our new partner.
I'll be your brother in the future."
Ming Wang stopped in front of Wen Nuoyan, his face filled with excitement as he shouted,"
"It's been five years. I've waited for five years. Brother Long, do you still remember me? I am Ah Ming!
I can follow you now!"
Wen Nuoyan looked at Ming Wang's excited expression and couldn't help but smile. He took two steps forward and looked at this brawny man who was a head taller than him. He raised his hand and patted his shoulder.
"Of course I still remember you. I really didn't expect that the sixteen-year-old shorty to grow taller than me after living here for five years!
Today, I found out that you were released from prison.
That's why I specially drove over to pick you up."
In fact, Wen Nuoyan and Ming Wang had never interacted with each other. However, the system reward did not only reward them with loyalty, but also implanted a non-existent memory in their minds.
At the age of 16, Ming Wang was just a skinny hooligan. One day, when he was bullied by other hooligans on the street, it was the nine-striped dragon who appeared to help him.
From then on, he worshipped the nine-striped dragon!
At that time, Ah Ming, who was now the Ming King, wanted to follow the nine-striped dragon. However, the nine-striped dragon did not agree. After all, the Ming King was only sixteen years old at that time. He was especially thin, so he did not let him follow him. However, the Ming King had always remembered this kindness in his heart and never forgot it.
Wen Nuoyan took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Ming Wang."
"Alright, this place is very unlucky. It's not a place to talk. Let's go back and talk slowly.”
"Changfa, go and give Brother Kang a call first. Tell him to prepare a table of hot pot. Today, we're going to celebrate Ming Wang's release from prison!
Everyone, let's celebrate."
After hearing Wen Nuoyan's words, Changfa immediately nodded and took out his phone to call Brother Kang. Although he still had some questions in his heart, he did not say them out loud.
Acala of Stanley Prison was actually a fan of his big brother, Nine-striped Dragon.
Long hair is also glorious!
They then boarded the carriage and returned to the Nine Dragons Ice Room.
……
At night, in the Nine Dragon Ice Room, all the guests had left, leaving only a few of their own people.
On a table in the hall, smoke was rising. Ming Wang picked up his chopsticks and added a large piece of meat from the pot. He didn't care if it was hot and stuffed it into his mouth. He chewed it in big mouthfuls and his face was filled with joy.
"This taste is really good. How can it be so delicious in prison? Compared to the food here, the food in prison can only be used to feed rats!”
Wen Nuoyan smiled as he picked up the wine bottle in his hand and knocked it against Ming Wang's. He then drank the wine in one gulp.
"Now that you're out of prison, what are your plans for the future?”
Ming Wang finished the wine in his bottle in one gulp and slammed the table as he shouted,
"So many years have passed, but I still remember how Brother Long saved me back then. Back then, I was still young, so Brother Long didn't take me in. But now that I've grown up, Brother Long won't despise me, right?
I still want to hang out with Brother Long."
Wen Nuoyan laughed out loud when he heard Ming Wang's words. He punched Ming Wang's muscular body and said,"
"Of course, you used to be a young man. Now that you're bigger than me, how can I despise you? You'll follow me from now on!”
"Yes, Brother Long!"
"Ming Wang, recently I've been waving the flag to recruit people.
From tomorrow onwards, you should go out with Changfa to recruit people. After all, you have some reputation.
This time, I returned to Hong Kong from Thailand.
I came back to do something big!"
When Ming Wang heard Wen Nuoyan's words, a hint of excitement appeared on his face. Finally, he looked at Long Hair, who was sitting at the side, and punched him on the shoulder. He let out a forthright laugh,
"Your name is Changfa, right? I'll be Brother Long's subordinate in the future. Take good care of me!”
The long-haired man rubbed his aching shoulder and retaliated,"
"Of course!"
Wen Nuoyan smiled and nodded as he watched the two of them get along so quickly.
Ming Wang had been quite famous in Stanley Prison these few years. With his invincible iron fists, he had earned the nickname of Immovable Ming Wang. As long as Ming Wang was willing to recruit people, many short mules from Stanley Prison would definitely be willing to follow him!
One had to know that the short mules that came out of Stanley Prison had been baptized inside. They were completely incomparable to the short mules outside.
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