Khang looked at the man's despicable demeanor and couldn't hold back his anger: "You still dare to talk? If there's a next time, I'll tear off your third leg."
With that, he launched a kick that sent Khe sprawling to the ground.
The man clutched his stomach and coughed up a mouthful of blood. Wiping his mouth, he smiled fawningly.
"I wouldn't dare, I won't dare to next time."
Khang snorted coldly: "It's good that you know your place. I don't want to dirty my hands either. While you're at it, tell your parents that if they dare to seek out Phuong again, I won't be as courteous as last time."
His gaze was bone-chillingly cold.
Khe's head was bowed, his expression hidden, his voice sullen: "I know, they won't dare to look for him."
Khang turned and called for Bang.
Fatty Bang spat on the ground in the man's direction.
"You bastard, you're lucky to be let off. If I see your family bothering my brother again, be careful or I'll carve you up."
After the two of them left, Khe, who was still on the ground, lifted his head to look at Khang's retreating back. He licked the blood from his lips, his gaze so familiar it infuriated me.
I had once looked at Khang with that same gaze while he was sleeping.
This man, hmph... I walked over, pinned him down, and dislocated one of his arms.
Khe hadn't expected my sneak attack; he was in so much pain he bared his teeth and his eyes widened.
I said coldly: "Don't let me see that look a second time, or I'll make sure you never get the chance to see anything ever again."
With his arm dislocated twice, it would take him a while.
I didn't use technique like Khang; I used brute force to break it.
If nothing unexpected happened, it would likely never recover.
Later, whenever I remembered this, I was filled with regret.
Regret for not having finished off this scumbag with my own hands.
But perhaps in the future, I wouldn't even have the mind to care about such an insignificant person, because in the not-too-distant future, this whole world would collapse.
And my most important task now was to get back one step ahead of Khang, and then wait for him to return.
Luckily, when I got back to the tent, Khang and Fatty Bang hadn't returned yet.
The three of us stayed in three different places.
Luong wasn't usually here during the day, so the three of us often gathered in his and my tent to chat and discuss things.
When Khang and Fatty Bang came back, their expressions were very calm, but the hint of a smile in their eyes couldn't be hidden. It was clear they were in a good mood.
My own thoughts were a bit strange.
Perhaps, bit by bit, like pulling silk from a cocoon, seeing a different Khang from the one who was usually in front of me, I was gradually finding him more and more interesting.
To be honest, I was very grateful for the protection they both offered me.
But since they wanted to hide it from me, I didn't expose them. I would just treat it as if we were brothers who would face life and death together in the future.
In these times, to have brothers who treated me this way, I naturally had to cherish it.
The three of us sat and chatted about trivial matters around the camp.
Most of the time, the two of them talked while I was in charge of listening, occasionally chiming in.
Time passed quite quickly.
Luong had said earlier that Vu was looking for us for something, but now the sky was getting dark and he was still nowhere to be seen.
I asked Khang: "Do you know where your brother went?"
Khang was also getting bored of waiting. He rested his head on the table and said listlessly: "How would I know? He probably stood us up."
Fatty Bang really couldn't sit still: "How about we call it a day? I doubt he's coming anymore. I'm going to head over to my sister's place, tell her to pack her things so we can leave early tomorrow morning."
After we all agreed, Fatty Bang slipped away first.
Khang's eyes darted around, and he rested a hand on my shoulder: "Phuong, don't miss me too much tonight!"
With that said, he took off without waiting for my reply.
I chuckled. He only dared to tease but didn't dare to face the consequences.
In the end, Vu never appeared.
Luong apologized to me, explaining that he didn't know what had happened either.
Without the support of electronic devices, communication between people had become much more difficult.
After a long day and a quick wash, my mood was quite good, but my body was exhausted.
Luong's snoring, which was usually so loud it kept me awake, couldn't stop me from drifting off to sleep now.
In a deep sleep, the thick smell of smoke in the tent made me uncomfortable, instantly pulling me from my dream.
My nasal passages and throat burned.
I was startled. Where was the smoke coming from? I slipped on my shoes, opened the tent flap to look, and was met with a towering inferno that made it impossible to open my eyes.
The hill behind us was on fire. The fire was massive, not a small one.
I hurried back into the tent to wake Luong up.
The guy slept like the dead; it took me quite a bit of effort.
Once he was awake, I didn't have time to say much. My heart was only worried about Khang and Fatty Bang. I hastily grabbed a jacket, poured all the water from the teapot onto it, and threw it on as I ran towards Khang's tent.
It was clear that everyone had been woken up by the smoke. The civilian area behind us was also in chaos.
No, to be precise, the entire camp was in chaos.
The guards had all gone up the back hill. Luong said Vu had already led a large team away, so there weren't many soldiers left in the camp now.
The cries of children and the curses of women echoed through the pungent smoke.
The raging forest fire made the air scorchingly hot, and I still couldn't see Khang anywhere.