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San Quentin Prison. California. March 1971. Bruce Lee walked through gates. Orange jumpsuit. Hands cuffed. 140 pounds. Paperwork error. Guards thought he was inmate. He was instructor. Demonstration gone wrong.

C-Block corridor. 2,000 dangerous criminals. Every cell watching. Fresh meat. New arrival. Easy target.

Then Carlos appeared. "The Mountain" Rodriguez. 6'4". 350 pounds. Former boxer. King of C-Block. Blocked path. Arms crossed. Human wall.

"Little Chinese boy. You walk my block, you pay toll." Poked Bruce's chest. Hard. Testing. Waiting for fear.

Bruce spoke quietly. "Remove your hand."

Carlos laughed. "YOU giving ME orders?" Inmates laughed. Guards watched. Standard intimidation. Always works. Big guy wins. Small guy submits.

Bruce repeated. "Remove your hand."

Carlos exploded. "I'M MAKING MISTAKE? YOU'RE—"

Never finished. Bruce moved. Sidekick. Solar plexus. Hands still cuffed. Didn't matter. Carlos froze. Couldn't breathe. 350 pounds useless.

Backup attacked. Bruce spun. Backfist. First guy knocked out. Second guy backed away. Smart choice.

Corridor silent. Nobody moved. Carlos on knee. Gasping. Face purple. King fallen. Three seconds.

Bruce helped. Struck Carlos's back. Released diaphragm. Carlos breathed again. "What... are you?"

"Instructor. Guards made mistake."

Two hours later. Gymnasium. 200 inmates. Carlos front row. Bruise visible. Bruce taught. Everyone listened. No disrespect. Total attention.

Carlos volunteered. Worked with Bruce. Enemy became student. Wrote letter months later. "You changed C-Block. Thank you."

March 1971. Wrong place. Wrong time. Wrong person to intimidate. 140 pounds defeated 350 pounds. Then taught him. Then changed him.

That's not just martial arts. That's wisdom. That's power used correctly. That's Bruce Lee.

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