Daqili courtyard.
Balu was wearing loose beach-style shorts and a black T-shirt, sitting on the sofa with his legs spread out. His injured leg was resting on a lower soft chair in front of him, and the gauze on it was carefully tied into a beautiful bow.
Both his hands and arms were wrapped in thick gauze, making him look like a seriously injured hemiplegic.
Nanxi sat beside him, holding various medicine bottles on the table, opening the translation software, and carefully distinguishing the effects and usage of each medicine.
Although the military doctor had repeatedly reminded her, she was still afraid of making mistakes, so she wrote a note in Chinese and stuck it on the paper.
Balu is a careless person and doesn't care about these things at all. If she hadn't been watching him, he would have thrown the medicine bottle into the trash can and run off to smoke as soon as the military doctor left.
Zhan Peng sat on the sofa opposite, his arms folded across his chest, his face cold and gloomy. Seeing his good brother being treated so seriously and nervously by a woman just because of a minor injury like a mosquito bite, he felt mixed emotions in his heart.
When he was injured, Yana was crying and bandaging his wounds with a big belly. At that time, although I felt warm in my heart, I didn’t feel particularly moved.
But now, seeing that bastard Balu making trouble just because of a minor injury, he realized what he had missed.
"Wife, can I take this?" Balu raised his hand, which was wrapped like a rice dumpling, in front of Nanxi. "It's not even convenient for me to drink water."
"No." Nanxi pushed his hand back, "Just sit still and I'll get you some water."
She walked to the refrigerator, took out a bottle of water, tried to open it for a long time, and handed it to Zhan Peng.
"You have no tact at all." When Zhan Peng unscrewed the lid and handed the water over, Nanxi rolled her eyes to the sky in disgust.
"I fucking owe you two." Zhan Peng glared at Baru in frustration, "You bastard, if you don't become an actor, you'll be wasting your life."
"If you're jealous, just say so." Baru said proudly, taking a sip of water from the straw his wife handed him. "It's useless to be jealous anyway. You're not destined for this fate."
Just as Zhan Peng was about to kick his injured leg, the phone in his pocket rang.
"Azhan." Su Zhiyao's sweet voice came from the other end. "Azhan, when will you come to Pattaya? I've mentioned it to my father several times, and he finally agreed to meet you."
Zhan Peng was annoyed. "If he wants to see me, he has to run over like crazy? What does he think of me? I won't see him."
"Azan, he is my father, why are you like this?"
"I'm just like this. I can't stand you going to find someone else."
There was always a faint smile full of meaning in Nanxi's eyes. She tilted her head and leaned on Balu's shoulder, staring at Zhanpeng.
Zhan Peng's scalp tingled from being stared at by her, and he hung up the phone in a hurry.
"Why are you staring at me? I may be handsome, but I don't touch my brother's wife."
Baru kicked the coffee table in front of him with his uninjured leg, and the other leg hit Zhan Peng's knee, causing him to grimace in pain.
"Balu, you black-hearted bastard." Zhan Peng took a breath, pressed his knees, and cursed.
"If you can't control your big mouth, I'll have someone sew it up for you." Baru pressed his little wife's head back into his shoulder.
Fu Chai walked in at this time.
He was covered in dirt and his face was dirty. It was obvious that he had just come back from the battlefield, and he exuded a strong smell of gunpowder.
"Brother Lu, Brother Zhan." He put down the gun, went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of water, and took a big gulp. Only then did he feel a little better and took a step forward to sit down.
"Is it solved?" Baru asked.
"Yes." Fu Chai nodded. "They are Angsu's men, but the ones leading the way are Zaka's men."
"So, Zhaka and Aung Su are colluding with each other?" Zhan Peng narrowed his eyes.
"Yes," Fu Chai replied, and then said, "Zaka's people vomited something else in order to survive."
Balut and Zhanpeng looked at each other, and then looked at Fuchai together.
"Zaka previously worked with drug dealers in the Golden Triangle. Most of his money is tied to them. Now, he's secretly teaming up with some businessmen from China to protect their so-called economic zones and collect huge protection fees."
This was not surprising. Balu had guessed long ago that his money came from an illicit source, but he was always busy with other things and had no time to care about a small follower like him. He actually got in touch with Angsu.
"Also, that person said that it was Zaka who tipped off Mao Boyi Village when it was massacred by the D-lord."
Baru and Zhanpeng jumped up from the sofa almost instantly.
"What?"
After so many years, the tragic scene of the village being massacred still appears in their dreams from time to time.
When several teenagers under the age of ten were cremating the bodies of the villagers, they swore a solemn oath at the edge of the village that as long as they were still alive, they would find their enemies and avenge their relatives in the village even if they had to travel to the ends of the earth.
After so many years, they finally got a clue again. How could they remain calm?
Baru took a deep breath and wiped his face fiercely. "Where is he? I want to interrogate him personally. Bring him here."
Just after he finished speaking, he paused and said, "Take it to the military camp, take the tent, drive, we'll go there now."
The small courtyard is his and Nan Xiaoxi's home. Those dirty things cannot be brought into the courtyard. It would be best for him to go to the military camp in person.
"You are still injured." Nanxi pulled the man's arm and reminded him with a frown.
"It's okay, baby, it doesn't hurt anymore. This is something that bothers me. Just let me go."
Nanxi pursed her lips and said, "Then come back soon."
She would not stop him from seeking justice for the dead villagers and relatives, just as Ba Xiaolu never stopped her from seeing her father and brother, even though both of them disliked him very much.
"Okay, I know. You go upstairs and sleep first."
After the man finished speaking, he gave Zhan Peng a look, and the two of them walked out the door.
Fu Chai stayed to look after the house. He also received a bodyguard's salary, so he had to behave well.
…
Balu came back in the early morning, feeling cold. Although he had taken a shower and changed his medicine, Nanxi could still smell the strong smell of blood on him.
"Did I wake you up, baby?" As soon as the man lifted the quilt and lay down, his little wife turned over and snuggled into his arms.
"No, I felt relieved when I felt you coming." She whispered into the man's neck.
"Hmm." He uttered a syllable from his throat, and then his Adam's apple rolled.
"Baby, we have finally avenged half of the people in the village."
"You killed Zaka?" Nanxi raised her hand and met the man's dark wolf eyes in the dim moonlight.
"Well, he reported the incident and brought drug traffickers into the village. Those inhumane people, in order to find gold and magic powder, devoured another group of drug traffickers hiding in the village and slaughtered the entire village. The few of us who survived are because the villagers blessed us and avenged them."
The man breathed a sigh of relief. After so many years, he could finally give an explanation to his parents.
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