Chapter 465

In the imperial city, tens of thousands of miles away, four fathers witnessed their son's tragic death in the arena, their faces changing dramatically!

They gathered here to discuss how to distribute the primordial divine weapon after they win it, but who knew they would lose it all! This means that the money is gone, and even the goods are gone. Now the only way left is to rob him!

While discussing, a servant came to report that the young masters had joined the arena!

They didn't expect their sons to advocate for a duel. They thought that the primordial divine weapon was almost in their pockets.

Thinking about it this way, their sons' approach was quite smart.

However, the battle had just begun, and their son had great momentum, but after a second, they turned into four corpses!

All four fathers were startled! Being able to instantly kill at such a fast speed shows his strength. How can the one who can take out the primordial divine weapon be an idler? A miscalculation!

While they were angry, they dare not retaliate. They can't retaliate at all! The opponent is too strong!

"Brother Zhao, why don't we spread the news of the primordial divine weapon and kill him with a borrowed knife?"

"Brother Dai, we can do that! There are so many people who want the primordial divine weapon and we just need to send the news. Someone will naturally kill this man!"

"Then he will die in a group attack, and a gruesome one at that!"

"Our sons will be avenged as well, hahaha!!!" The four fathers looked crazy, but this was also normal for them.

At this time, Ye Hua didn't know that someone had already arranged an opponent for him. He was busy hugging his wives.

Facing the coquettish offensive of Qing Ya and Donghuang Baizhi, Ye Hua couldn't wait to go to bed with them. He will agree to anything without thinking at the moment. Whatever you want, this deity will get it for you!

Xi Tingting hid aside, with goosebumps all over her body. The husband and wives were so lovey-dovey, she couldn't bear it.

Suddenly, her artificial mobile phone rang, and she said: "Sir, your child is here."

Ye Hua hugged his wives and turned around and said, "Oh? Ah Li has played enough? Let's go back, and then to that Brett's place. Have you found it yet?"

"I found it, sir."

"That's good. "

The suspended private room returned to the bar, and several people left immediately, leaving behind a dizzy seal.

"Papa~mama~" Donghuang Li jumped off Ziche Qingyi's embrace and ran towards her parents. She hadn't seen them for a few hours, so she really missed them.

Donghuang Baizhi hugged her daughter, and asked with concern: "Little guy, you still know to come back."

"I'm sorry~" Donghuang Li said pitifully.

Ye Hua smiled and said: "Okay, why does it matter, Ah Li has grown up."

"Daddy is right, Ah Li has grown up~"

Fei Bai and Ziche Qingyi walked slowly and respectfully said: "Sir, madam."

Qing Ya smiled slightly: "Thank you for taking care of Ah Li."

Fei Bai and Ziche Qingyi panicked for a moment, it was Ah Li who took care of them.

"Ma'am, you're welcome. If there's nothing else, we'll leave first." Fei Bai said softly, showing his excellent upbringing.

Ye Hua nodded, and Donghuang Li waved her hands: "Brother Fei, Sister Qingyi, goodbye~ Let's make an appointment another day~" The two also turned their heads and smiled, waving their hands.

"Little brat, even talking about making another appointment." Donghuang Baizhi pinched her cheeks.

Donghuang Li smiled, hugged her mother, and began to sleep. It was so comfortable...

Xi Tingting said respectfully from the side: "Sir, madam, the organizer said that the money you won will be repaid within ten days, and the principal has already been refunded."

"The money you won?" Ye Hua asked in confusion.

Ye Hua was very happy when he heard that his wives had just participated in the gambling and won money. He finally turned them a little bad.

"Xi Tingting, where does Brett live?" Ye Hua asked.

"Sir, Brett's family lives in a slum."

"Let's go."

If Long'an City in Canglie Star is as big as a province, then the area of

this slum is equivalent to an urban area.

Brett received 1,000 gold coins and returned to the slums on the light-speed tram. He touched his sore shoulders, yet he was smiling. 'It was all worth it, and grandpa could be sent to the best hospital for treatment.'

After getting off the tram, Brett felt as if he had come to another world. The streets of the slums were full of garbage, full of violence and sex. All the buildings were made of scrap iron. The street girl was leaning against the street lamp, swinging her body. As long as there is money to make, they will do anything.

"Brett, you came back alive! Looks like you earned a lot!"

Three unscrupulous teenagers walked slowly, their faces covered with tattoos, nails on their lips and noses, and thick sticks in their hands.

If it was before, Brett would have been afraid, but he just killed an orc, so why would he still be afraid of these three bastards?

"That's right, 1000 gold coins!" Brett said in a deep voice with his blue eyes wide open.

"Okay, we will have 999 gold coins. You can keep one for yourself."

Brett asked, "How did I survive the arena?"

"Your opponent must have committed suicide." After saying these words, the teenager started laughing.

Suddenly, an old man came from the side: "He was an orc who had won five consecutive matches. Brett chopped off the opponent's head with an iron axe!"

"What? This is impossible!" The three delinquent boys were startled.

Brett said in a deep voice, "I can kill an orc for grandpa, let alone small humans like you!"

"You! You! You wait for me! I'll call my brother." They all ran away.

The old man said to Brett: "Go back and see your grandpa, maybe you can see him for the last time."

Brett had no time to thank him and ran home.

In a waste disposal station in a slum, with a row of houses, all of which are inhabited by people. There was a crowd outside one particular house.

Anxious, Brett was sweating profusely from running. He finally ran to the door, and then shouted while running: "Grandpa, I have the money. We can go to the hospital!"

The people around turned their heads, looking at Brett, their eyes showing pity and sorrow.

Brett stopped in his tracks. The people in front of him gave him a bad feeling, especially their eyes filled with pity.

'No!'

Brett ran to the door and gently opened the door, for fear of disturbing his grandpa.

In the room of a few square meters, there is a bed, a small table, and a washbasin for fetching water, and on the table was the porridge that his Grandpa had not finished drinking.

Although he is very poor, this small home is full of Brett's warmth, which was a hundred times warmer than outside.

But now there is no warmth in the room, only cold breath, and the pale grandpa.

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