Courtyard House: First, kill the hypocrites, leave none alive.

three days later.

Borneo.

A vast rubber plantation is nestled among rolling hills.

The rubber trees stand in neat rows, stretching into the distance where they cannot be seen.

Deep within the rubber plantation, there is a cluster of buildings.

Several wooden buildings, several warehouses, and a two-story villa, which is the most impressive building here.

On the second floor of the small villa, there is a spacious living room.

The window was open, and the sunlight streamed in, casting bright spots of light on the floor.

A huge map hung on the wall, covered with markings.

Several plates of fruit and a pot of tea were placed on the coffee table.

Ruan Xiong sat on the sofa.

He was in his forties, much stronger than Ruan Biao, with a body full of fat and a scar on his face that ran diagonally from his eyebrow to the corner of his mouth. He looked ten times more ferocious than Ruan Biao.

He wore a loose silk shirt, which was open, revealing the thick black hair on his chest.

There was a gun beside him.

The Colt revolver, its silver barrel gleaming in the sunlight.

Ahei and Gacha stood in front of him, their heads bowed.

Xie Wanying stood beside them, dressed in plain clothes, her hair tied up, her face without makeup, as quiet as a painting.

Ahei has finished speaking.

How did Ruan Biao die?

Who is that northerner?

How was the Golden Princess bombed?

Not a single word was missed.

Ruan Xiong remained silent for a long time.

He looked at Ahei.

"What's that Northerner's name?"

Ahei shook his head.

"I don't know. Everyone calls him 'Northern Guy.' I heard he's from the mainland and worked at a repair shop in Sham Shui Po."

Ruan Xiong nodded.

He looked at Xie Wanying.

"Who are you?"

Xie Wanying took a step forward.

She looked up at Ruan Xiong.

Those eyes were very bright.

"I am Ruan Biao's woman."

Ruan Xiong narrowed his eyes.

He looked at the woman.

Ruan Biao has a wife and children in Borneo.

Of course he knew about this.

He had met his sister-in-law a few times; she was an honest country woman who only knew how to farm and raise children.

Ruan Biao had affairs with other women, and he didn't care.

Men are normal.

But those women were just playing along.

Play with it and then throw it away.

No one has ever dared to come knocking on our door.

This woman dares to do that.

Ruan Xiong leaned back on the sofa, looking at Xie Wanying.

"Ruan Biao has a wife in Borneo."

He said.

Xie Wanying nodded.

"I know."

Ruan Xiong looked at her.

"Then what are you doing here?"

Xie Wanying said, "Avenge him."

Ruan Xiong was taken aback.

Then he laughed.

The smile was brief, carrying an ambiguous meaning—perhaps surprise, perhaps admiration, or perhaps simply amusement.

"revenge?"

He said, "What revenge could a woman like you have?"

Xie Wanying looked at him.

Those eyes were still very bright.

"Big brother,"

She said, "Ruan Biao was my man. He's dead, I can't just do nothing."

Ruan Xiong remained silent for a few seconds.

He looked at the woman, at her calm face, at her bright eyes.

He suddenly realized that this woman was not simple.

"OK."

He said, "You have heart."

He reached under the coffee table and took out a wooden box.

turn on.

Inside were neatly arranged banknotes.

Hong Kong dollars.

A thick stack.

"Take it."

He pushed the wooden box in front of Xie Wanying.

"Go back to Hong Kong Island. Live a good life."

Xie Wanying looked down at the money.

a lot of.

Enough for an ordinary person to live several lifetimes.

But she didn't reach out.

She looked up at Ruan Xiong.

"Big brother,"

She said, "I don't want money."

Ruan Xiong's eyebrows twitched.

"Free of charge?"

Xie Wanying nodded.

"It's free."

Ruan Xiong looked at her.

"What do you want?"

Xie Wanying said, "I want to stay."

Ruan Xiong was stunned.

"Stay?"

Xie Wanying nodded.

"Yes. Stay."

She said, "By your side."

Ruan Xiong remained silent for a long time.

He looked at the woman, at her fearless face, at her eyes that stared directly at him.

This woman is truly remarkable.

He dared to travel alone, accompanied by two thugs, across the ocean to Borneo.

Dare to stand before him and look him straight in the eye.

Dare to stay without paying?

Ruan Xiong smiled.

The smile lasted a little longer than before.

"What's your name?"

Xie Wanying said, "Xie Wanying."

Ruan Xiong nodded.

"Xie Wanying".

He repeated it.

Then he stood up.

I walked to the window.

He had his back to everyone.

Looking out the window at the endless rubber plantation.

"Ruan Biao is my younger brother."

He spoke, his voice low and deep.

"He's dead. I'll get my revenge."

He turned around.

Looking at Xie Wanying.

"You stay here. Help me."

Xie Wanying's eyes lit up.

Just for a moment.

Then she lowered her head.

"Yes, brother."

Ahei and Gacha stood to the side, exchanging a glance.

Complex emotions flashed in both of their eyes.

But they didn't say anything.

Ruan Xiong walked back to the sofa and sat down again.

He looked at Ahei and Gacha.

"You all go down first."

The two nodded and left.

The door closed.

Only Ruan Xiong and Xie Wanying remained in the room.

Ruan Xiong looked at her.

"Xie Wanying".

Xie Wanying raised her head.

Ruan Xiong said, "Tell me about that northerner."

Xie Wanying was silent for a second.

Then she spoke.

"He's a killer."

Ruan Xiong looked at her.

"Can you kill him?"

Xie Wanying nodded.

"Yes. He killed fifteen of Tyrannosaurus Rex's men all by himself. He used a knife. One hit each."

Ruan Xiong narrowed his eyes.

"Fifteen people. One cut each."

He nodded.

"Anything else?"

Xie Wanying said, "He killed Fei Bo. Fei Bo was the boss of Kowloon Walled City. He was a man who, with just one gun, slaughtered his way through an entire area."

Ruan Xiong remained silent for a few seconds.

He reached out and picked up the Colt revolver.

It was spinning in my hand.

The silver gun barrel gleamed in the sunlight.

"That kind of person,"

He said, "It's not surprising that you can make it in Hong Kong Island."

He looked at Xie Wanying.

"You met him while you were with Ruan Biao?"

Xie Wanying nodded.

"I've seen it."

"What kind of person?"

Xie Wanying thought for a moment.

"ordinary."

She said, "He looks like an ordinary worker. But his eyes are deep and still. There's nothing in them."

Ruan Xiong paused for a moment.

Ruan Xiong put down his gun.

He looked at Xie Wanying.

"What do you want to do by staying?"

Xie Wanying looked at him.

What flashed in those eyes?

"I'll do whatever my older brother does."

she says.

Ruan Xiong smiled.

The smile was brief, fleeting in the sunlight.

"OK."

He said, "From today onwards, you will live here."

Xie Wanying lowered her head.

"Thank you, brother."

-

downstairs.

Ahei and Gacha stood under a rubber tree, smoking.

"Ahei,"

Gacha said, "That woman is not simple."

Ahei glanced at him.

"Who cares if she's simple or not? The reason Big Brother kept her is because she's useful."

Gacha was silent for a second.

"When Brother Biao was alive, she was with him. After Brother Biao died, she went with Big Brother. This woman..."

He didn't finish speaking.

Ahei took a drag of his cigarette.

Slowly expel it.

"Gaccha,"

He said, "We're here to avenge Brother Biao. Don't worry about anything else."

Ga almost nodded.

"I know."

The two continued smoking.

Looking at the endless rubber plantation in the distance.

-

upstairs.

Xie Wanying stood by the window.

Looking out the window.

Rows of rubber trees stretch into the distance, out of sight.

The sun was very strong.

But she didn't feel hot.

She thought of Ruan Biao.

It reminds me of a mad dog.

I think of Ah-hao.

Three men.

are dead.

They all died at that person's hands.

Now, she stands before the fourth man.

Ruan Xiong.

It's better than the previous three.

He had more than two thousand men under his command.

A warlord who controlled a region.

Will he avenge her?

Will do.

Because the one who died was his own younger brother.

A slight smile appeared on Xie Wanying's lips.

The smile was brief, fleeting in the sunlight.

She turned around.

Looking at Ruan Xiong.

"Big brother,"

She asked, "When are you planning to go to Hong Kong Island?"

Ruan Xiong looked at her.

"What's the rush?"

He stood up.

Walk up to her.

We looked out the window together.

"That Yankee,"

He said, "There's no way to escape."

Xie Wanying remained silent.

She just stared out the window at the endless rubber plantation.

Thinking of Hong Kong Island.

Thinking of that person.

The man who killed three men.

just wait.

She will go back.