Prison Gang Leader Bullies New Inmate — Not Knowing He’s a Retired Kung Fu Instructor!
Chapter 8
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The librarian was a soft-spoken woman named Mrs. Chen, who had worked at Riverside for over fifteen years. She had seen inmates come and go, witnessed violence that would haunt her dreams, but she had also seen moments of genuine transformation. Something about the elderly man who spent his mornings reading philosophy intrigued her."You're different from most of the men in here," she observed as Samuel returned a book on Eastern philosophy to the return slot."We're all different, Mrs. Chen. Prison just strips away the pretenses that hide those differences.""You speak like an educated man. What brought you to this place?"Samuel selected another book from the shelf, running his fingers over the worn cover. "Poor choices and good intentions. The road to this place is paved with both."Their conversation was interrupted by the arrival of other inmates. Samuel noticed them immediately: men he didn't recognize from Tommy's usual crew—hired muscle from other blocks, brought in to handle a problem that had grown beyond Cell Block D's ability to solve internally.Mrs. Chen sensed the tension immediately. "Perhaps you should go," she whispered to Samuel. "I can call for guards.""No need," Samuel replied softly. "This was always going to happen. Better here than somewhere with innocent people nearby."The hired muscle approached with the swagger of men accustomed to intimidating others through sheer presence. The leader was a mountain of a man with arms like tree trunks and scars that spoke of countless violent encounters. They called him Crusher, and his reputation preceded him through every cell block in the prison."You must be the old man causing all the trouble," Crusher said, his voice like gravel in a cement mixer. "Tommy Richardson sends his regards."Samuel closed his book carefully and set it aside. "I suppose talking this through isn't an option?""Talking time's over, Grandpa. You embarrassed the wrong man."The library erupted into chaos as other inmates scrambled for exits. Mrs. Chen retreated behind her desk, reaching for the emergency button that would summon guards, but Samuel knew that help wouldn't arrive in time; it never did when you needed it most.Crusher moved with surprising speed for his size, his massive fist cutting through the air toward Samuel's head. But Samuel wasn't there when the punch arrived: he had slipped to the side, his movement so smooth it seemed like he had simply faded from existence.The old man's counterattack was swift and precise: his palm struck Crusher's kidney with enough force to drop a normal man, but the giant barely grunted—years of prison violence had hardened him beyond normal human limits. Crusher spun with a backfist, sending Samuel stumbling into a bookshelf, but Samuel rolled away from a crushing blow that splintered the wooden shelf where his head had been, books tumbling to the floor.