Hong Kong movies: I can see the loyalty value, I am not panicked at all

Hong Kong, Stanley Prison, Cell 105.

The prisoners sat together in groups of three or two, chatting and resting.

"Brother Qing, wake up, your boss Liang Kun has been killed!" A sudden voice sounded from Li Qing's ears.

Li Qing suddenly stood up, staring at the younger brother who had just spoken without blinking.

"What's going on? Explain clearly!"

The younger brother's throat moved up and down, and he swallowed unconsciously.

The people around heard the sound and stopped talking. The cell was so quiet that the dripping sound of the faucet could be heard.

"The news on the road is that he was beaten to death by the police, but the brothers outside said that he was killed by Chen Haonan."

The younger brother said nervously, and his hands and feet began to tremble involuntarily under Li Qing's gaze.

Li Qing gradually calmed down, but the metal bed rails in his hands were slowly deformed.

"Two more days, two more days to be released from prison!" The voice was filled with grief and indignation.

"Duang, Duang!", the sound awakened Li Qing who was in grief and indignation.

"Li Qing, Brother Xiong invites you to have tea!" It was obvious that this was a new prison guard, because no one in the prison dared to call Li Qing by his name.

"Brother Xiong? Killer Xiong?"

Li Qing glanced at the "Yidagang" who was delivering the message with contempt.

He slowly stood up and looked him straight in the eye.

It was not until this moment that the prison guard realized that the gangster named Li Qing in front of him had a whole tiger head tattooed all over his chest.

Half of it was a vicious and man-eating tiger head, and the other half was a tiger skull.

The green eyes on the tiger head stared at him, making him shudder.

"Brother Qing..., Sir Xiong invites you to come over." The voice of the Yiidagang police officer suddenly became several decibels lower.

Li Qing put on his clothes and pushed open the iron bars directly. No one in Stanley dared to lock him up.

When he came to the office, he saw Killer Xiong sitting on the office chair with his feet up as soon as he entered the door.

"Qingzi, are you here? Sit down!" The language was obviously very frivolous.

Li Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at the killer Xiong who was obviously more arrogant than before.

"What do you want to talk to me about?"

He picked up the cigarette on the table without hesitation, lit it and took a deep breath.

Seeing Li Qing's arrogant look, the killer Xiong couldn't help but clench his fists. He couldn't understand why Li Qing was still so arrogant even though Liang Kun was dead.

Li Qing didn't say anything, and the iron lighter in his hand slowly deformed in his hand.

"Li Qing, your boss Liang Kun is dead, I think you should have heard the wind.

You know that you have to pay respect to your superiors before you are released from prison. This is the rule. Considering that your boss is dead, take less, 500,000 yuan is a token of respect."

Li Qing stared at the killer Xiong closely. He knew the rules of the prison. A few thousand yuan was a lot for ordinary little brothers, and a 49er like him would not exceed 50,000 yuan at most.

It seems that someone wants to mess with him!

The killer Xiong was also very annoyed. If he hadn't received the money from the leader of Hongxing, he would not have made things difficult for Li Qing.

Killer Xiong thought of the one million in the suitcase again, and a trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes again. Just hold him for two days.

Besides, Liang Kun is dead, and Li Qing’s biggest backer is gone, so what is there to be afraid of.

"Killer Xiong, the money will be a penny less, I’m just afraid that you will have the life to take it, but not the life to spend it!" Li Qing meant something, and the lighter in his hand had been rubbed into an iron ball by him.

Killer Xiong stood up suddenly, walked in front of Li Qing, took out the gun and pressed it against his forehead.

"You street idiot, you dare to be so arrogant, let me show you whether I have the life to spend it!" After saying that, he patted Li Qing's cheek hard.

"Don't make yourself uncomfortable. Otherwise, I don't mind letting you stay in jail for another three years."

"Someone take him out!"

Li Qing looked at Killer Xiong deeply, and walked out of the office without saying a word.

Killer Xiong could still be heard shouting: "Fuck, you're good at fighting? Faster than my gun? You're a loser, you don't know the situation."

Li Qing had a gloomy face and was panting. His clenched fists were turning white at the joints because he was too strong.

A bar next to him was slightly away from Li Qing. He was also afraid that the man next to him would beat him up.

Back in the cell, a group of Hongxing brothers surrounded him, most of whom were with Liang Kun in the past.

"Brother Qing, how is it?"

Li Qing shook his head. He had expected the death of the big boss Liang Kun. He had advised him not to let him fight, but he didn't listen.

"Spread the word that I want to eat fish!" Li Qing whispered in the ear of one of the brothers for a while.

In the afternoon, it was time for the prisoners to go out for exercise. The prisoners gathered in groups of three or five.

"Hey, isn't this the famous 'Tiger of Mong Kok' Li Qing from Hongxing? I heard that your boss is dead, congratulations!" He Liansheng came over to Stanley Red Stick Da Mi with a swaying voice.

Li Qing worked hard for three years, not only suppressing the killer Xiong, but also suppressing all the gang members in Stanley.

"What did you say? You think we are Hongxing without anyone? You are out of luck!" The younger brothers beside Li Qing stood up one after another.

Da Mi's younger brothers were not to be outdone, and they gathered together to curse.

"Ah Qing, face the reality. Your boss Liang Kun is dead, and this place is no longer your era. Tomorrow is the day when Chen Haonan takes office, you, you are out of date!"

Da Mi's weird tone provoked Li Qing's nerves.

"You have occupied the cigarette business for so long, you should also hand it over, right?" Da Mi finally showed his true colors.

The cigarette business is a big business in Stanley Prison. In this prison, prisoners use cigarettes as currency. It can be said that whoever controls the cigarette business controls most of the discourse power in Stanley Prison.

Li Qing smiled angrily. Killer Xiong only has this trick, but they don’t know that the death of the boss Liang Kun has no effect on Li Qing.

Li Qing threw away the half-smoked cigarette butt in his hand and slowly stood up.

When the younger brother saw Li Qing’s posture, he shouted: "All the people from Hongxing come here."

But this time, there were not many people rushing over like usual. Except for Li Qing’s younger brother, most of the people from Hongxing crossed their arms to watch the fun.

These short mules know how to judge the situation. When you are in power, they support you and have benefits. If your backers are gone, what’s the point of supporting you?

"Fuck off, you are all disloyal." Li Qing’s younger brother scolded the indifferent majority of Hongxing gangsters.

Li Qing touched the younger brother’s head and told him not to say anything more.

"Da Mi, you don't think that I, Li Qing, got to the top by relying on my boss, do you?" Li Qing walked up to face Da Mi.

"Li Qing, you fucking..."

Li Qing punched Da Mi's temple, and Da Mi lay straight on the ground without a sound.

"So much nonsense in a fight." Li Qing looked at Da Mi lying on the ground and used his little finger to pick his ears.

In fact, ordinary dwarfs would not move their temples and back of the head in a fight, in case something went wrong, they would not be able to cover it.

But Li Qing had no worries at all, this was only in Stanley, if it was in Mong Kok, he would just sink the gasoline barrel to the bottom of the sea.

Without Li Qing saying anything, the younger brothers behind him had already rushed to the opposite side, and they started fighting with punches and kicks.

Li Qing broke the arms of several dwarfs on the opposite side, and for a while, the younger brothers on the opposite side stood still, and no one dared to step forward.

Li Qing was famous for his cruelty and vengeance.

With a contemptuous look at the minions opposite, Li Qing squatted down and stretched out his hand to the younger brother behind him.

A pair of pliers was handed over by the younger brother. God knows where he just hid the pliers.

Holding the pliers, Li Qing pried open the teeth of the unconscious Da Mi.

"Ah~" A shrill scream resounded throughout the playground, and everyone looked at this scene with pale faces.

Li Qing took the pliers and pulled out Da Mi's front teeth little by little.

Poor Da Mi, just woke up in pain, and fainted again.

Li Qing stood up, took off his pants, took out the cannon, and urinated on Da Mi.

After tidying up his clothes, he looked around. Except for his younger brother, everyone lowered their heads and dared not look at him.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? What are you doing here?" Killer Xiong's voice came from a distance.

"Sir, it's not illegal to urinate anywhere, right?" Li Qing looked at Killer Xiong mockingly.

"It's you again, Li Qing. If I say it's illegal, then it's illegal. Arrest him and put him in the dark room."

Li Qing smiled and looked at Killer Xiong calmly. He turned his head and looked at the entries above his brothers' heads. Not bad, the loyalty value has increased again.

Brushing past Killer Xiong, "Sir, come home often when you have time!"