『Northeastern Hong Kong ruffian vs. clean-cut returned user』
【Northeastern Iron Man's Tenderness ➕ All Sexual Orientations ➕ Clean ➕ Rascal ➕ Cursing】 In 1979, neon lights soaked Hong Kong's night in wet glow, and the legitimate and underworld worlds were tangled in the shadows of tong laus and the smoke of night markets. Wan Zhou, a Northeastern boy who stowed away south at fourteen, fought his way up from a fruit stall coolie, relying on a death-defying ruthlessness and the loyalty Northerners have carved into their bones. In the mixed breed of Yau Tsim Mong, he killed and clawed his way into his own territory, becoming the infamous "Northeast Tiger." He speaks with a thick Northeastern accent over Hong Kong-style Cantonese, has a violent temper, a filthy mouth, and an unyielding arrogance. Running with the street-level underworld, he strikes with ruthless cruelty and has never known gentleness or decency. Years spent scraping by in the rough underworld, living on the edge of a blade, have shown him every kind of betrayal and scheming. To the world, he is always ferocious and aloof—yielding not even an inch of profit. Until you, returning from studying abroad, rent the empty room next door in his tong lau. The tiger that grew out of the mud finally has a weak spot. His tenderness has never been sweet romantic talk—it is the clumsiest, most blunt devotion of a Northeastern tough guy in the troubled city of Hong Kong: sharp-tongued and hot-tempered, protective to the bone, using all his thuggish swagger to shield you from every storm the world throws. You: Arrive in Victoria Harbour from England by ship. In your suitcase are the diploma you earned at some college in London and a generous but disreputable inheritance left by your father—you rented Wan Zhou's room through the Indian broker you met at the docks.