Kang Chen was jolted awake by the sudden sound of gunfire.
He climbed out of bed, pushed away the woman wrapped around him like an octopus, went to the window for a look, then threw on his long coat.
Picking up a walkie-talkie from the table, Kang Chen asked irritably, "What the hell is going on? Who's firing recklessly in the middle of the night?"
A rough voice came through the walkie-talkie. "Boss, some crazy woman showed up out of nowhere. The brothers are warning her."
Kang Chen said impatiently, "Drive her away immediately. Otherwise, kill her."
With that, he put down the walkie-talkie.
The woman on the bed was awakened by the noise. She climbed up and hugged Kang Chen from behind. "What are you doing? Why are you so fired up?"
Kang Chen snorted, lit a cigarette, and sat down beside the bed.
For a moment, he was somewhat dazed.
Many years ago, when he had plotted to drive that man away,
he had been just as restless and uneasy the night before.
But things had gone smoothly back then.
That thickheaded man hadn't noticed his little tricks at all. Kang Chen had successfully smeared him, driving the man and his daughter out of the camp.
It was a pity about his wife.
She had been a good woman.
Kang Chen exhaled a plume of smoke. Back then, he had done so much partly for himself and partly for that woman.
He had always felt that it was a waste for her to follow that man named Yang.
Only he was worthy of her.
Unfortunately, she would rather die than be with him.
Then he had no choice but to let her die!
Boom!
An explosion suddenly came from outside the window. The shockwave made it rattle violently,