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Chapter 466

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Bredt looked at his grandfather who had fallen asleep, then slowly walked to the bedside. His hands lightly shook for a bit, and his pair of green eyes seemed to be at a loss, "Grandpa, I am back, we have money now, look."

Bredt took out a virtual card, and on the virtual card was displayed 1000 gold coins. With a smile on her face, she seemed to be waiting for her grandpa to stretch out his hand and stroke her hair, and praise her.

However, that feeling was gone.

"Grandpa, other than treating your illness, we can also buy some delicious food, don't you want to eat corn on the cob? We can buy it now. "

Bredt held onto his grandpa's big hand that was full of calluses and placed it beside his face, but his grandpa's big hand no longer had the warmth that it had in the past, only that heart-piercing coldness.

"Grandpa, get up, quickly get up …" Bredt used all of her strength to shake her grandpa's body, but no matter how much she shook her grandpa's body, her grandpa couldn't get up anymore. She couldn't see her grandpa's benevolent smile anymore, and even more so, she couldn't ride on her grandpa's shoulder to watch the sunset.

Hearing Bredt's voice, everyone who was standing outside felt very sad, and some girls even let out small sobbing sounds. Only they knew how bitter this grandfather and grandson pair were. Although it was bitter, they were very happy, this kind of positive energy was also improving them, and they were once again filled with hope towards this world.

Suddenly, 3 old cars appeared at the entrance of the house, the kind that had wheels, and the exhaust was clearly not up to standard.

But this was not the main point, 10 or so strangely dressed hoodlums could be seen walking down from the car, the leader of the hoodlums was very tall and very skinny, he wore an orange suit, green pants, and a pair of golden shoes. Beside him was a girl who wore a sexy black camisole, just that her skin was dark and her looks were not good, looking at her was a bit disgusting.

"Where's Bredt!" The boss slightly raised his head and asked coldly.

"You guys are really enough! Bullying his grandfather and grandson for a few years, and now you still don't want to let them off! "The neighbor at the side couldn't help but berate, these people are simply heartless!

"That's right! Bredt's grandfather has already passed away! What else do you want! "

The boss sneered, "That old man's death has nothing to do with me!"

"You!!!"

"Capture Bredt for me!" The boss fiercely gave the order.

3 or 4 hoodlums ran into the house and pulled out Bredt who was in pain. At this moment, Bredt was already filled with despair towards the world, and even more so, he was thinking, how good would it be if he died in the arena, that way, he would be able to be together with his grandfather.

One of the gangsters found Bret's card and handed it to the boss.

"The password!" the boss asked in a deep voice.

At this moment, Bredt was like a person who had lost his soul. His eyes were unfocused, and he couldn't hear the words of others at all. All of his thoughts were deeply immersed in his own consciousness.

Seeing no reaction from Bredt, the boss raised his hand and slapped him.

Pa!

This slap sent Bredt tumbling to the ground, but Bredt did not react at all. He was like a walking corpse!

"You bastards!"

The two men couldn't stand it anymore and rushed over.

The boss sneered, "Drag him to the side and cripple him!"

If everyone were to attack together, it would be hard to tell who would win or lose. Unfortunately …

The two men were knocked down to the ground by four or five gangsters, and those gangsters hit the men with sticks without any regard for their lives.

To them, suffering such heavy injuries was no different from waiting for death, because they had no money to see a doctor.

Just like Bret's grandfather, in the beginning, he only suffered from a slight cold, but slowly, it became a serious illness …

"Bret! Tell me the password, and you'll suffer less! "The boss took the baseball bat from his underling and said to Bret.

Bret still didn't react.

The boss laughed, then held onto the baseball bat with both of his hands, aimed at the back of Bret's head, then raised the baseball bat up high.

Bang!

The baseball bat fiercely hit onto the back of Bret's head, letting out a clear and melodious sound. Everyone couldn't stand it anymore. There is basically no one who cares about the slums, and people are dying every day.

The heavy hit on the back of Bret's head caused him to faint.

The boss waved the baseball bat that was covered in blood and whistled, "Wake him up!"

The underlings seemed to have gotten used to it, and they took out the taser from the car. This is the best way to wake someone up!

Zi zi zi!

Along with the sound of intense coughing, Bret was electrocuted and coughed out blood non-stop, and his pair of green eyes became red due to being congested with blood.

"I will ask you one more time! What is the password! "The boss gave the final announcement.

Bret turned his head around with great effort and looked towards the boss, then closed his eyes. His attitude was already very clear.

The boss took a deep breath because he was angry, "Bret! Since your grandfather is already dead, why do you have to continue suffering, let me free you! "

After finish speaking, the boss once again raised the baseball bat that was covered in blood and fiercely smashed onto Bret's head.

Bang!

The melodious sound caused everyone's heart to feel very heavy, and they could only watch helplessly as Bret was beaten to death by a hooligan!

The boss threw the baseball bat that was in his hand to his underling, then looked at the card that was in his hand, then threw it onto Bret's body, as if he was telling the two of you to properly use these 1000 gold coins in hell!

Bret's head was already dyed red with blood, and there was no longer any aura left on his body. Evidently, he was beaten to death by this boss!

"Let's go!" The boss gave the order.

However, right at this moment, a luxurious aircraft appeared in the sky and was hovering in the sky!

Everyone was very surprised, there is actually a rich person who came to the slums, this is truly a miracle.

"Boss, this aircraft might cost a few million gold coins." One of the underlings reminded.

The boss squinted his eyes and began to have ideas about this aircraft. He decided to look at the situation first before deciding what to do!

A blue light shone down, and Ye Hua could be seen holding onto Qing Ya's shoulder while Xi Tingting appeared below. Donghuang Baizhi was taking care of her daughter inside, so she didn't come down.

Ye Hua looked at the row of single-story houses in front of him, and the surrounding was emitting a rusty smell. Ye Hua slightly wrinkled his brows, "We are staying here?"

"Yes, sir."

However, when the surrounding people sized up Ye Hua, this person's bearing revealed a sense of arrogance. Judging from the way he is dressing, he is definitely a person with power, after all, all rich people dress like this!

When they saw Qing Ya, a lot of people were stupefied. This was the first time that they had seen such a beautiful woman. Although the woman behind Qing Ya was also beautiful, she wasn't as beautiful as this woman. This woman's beauty already had no bottom line.

And when those hooligans saw the back of the two women, they knew that the two women were definitely very beautiful.

"Where is Bret?" Ye Hua asked faintly.

These neighbors didn't expect that this arrogant man was actually here to look for Bret. Why haven't I heard of him before? Bret actually knows a rich person.

A little girl within the crowd pointed towards the back of Ye Hua.

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