You Cannot Afford To Offend My Woman

Far away in the castle, four fathers witnessed their son's tragic death in the arena, his face turning colorful!

For the cosmic artifact, they came together to discuss how to allocate it after they got it, who knows how to lose! This is no money, no merchandise, and the only way they think about it is to rob it!

When we were discussing it, we heard the next person reporting that the Young Master had participated in the arena!

I didn't expect my son to make an argument for a duel. At the same time, I thought to myself, they must have certainty that if you kill that man, you will get the cosmic artifact!

That's a smart way to think about your son.

However, the battle had just begun, and my son was doing well, and he was in a good mood, but without a moment, he turned into four corpses!

All four fathers are frightened! You can kill in seconds at such a fast speed, you can see the horror of power, how can you come up with a cosmic artifact and wait for idleness! It's a mistake!

Angry and afraid to retaliate, there is no way to retaliate! They're so strong!

“Brother Zhao, why don't you borrow a knife to kill someone and spread the message of the cosmic artifact. ”

“Brother Dai, you can do this! If we want so much of the cosmic artifact, let's just send out the message, and naturally someone will find this man! ”

“Then he will die in a mass attack. ”

“Also avenged my son, hahahaha!!!” Four fathers look crazy, but that's normal.

Ye Hua was not yet aware that someone had arranged an opponent for him and was holding two delicate loving wives.

Faced with the twin delicate offenses of Qingya and Dong Huang Baiqi, Ye Hua is unmanageable, everything is brainless promise, it is a kind of what you want, do, your dignity can be satisfied!

Sitting Ting hid aside, all the goosebumps appeared. Mr. and Mrs. are so tired, I can't stand it.

Suddenly the handset rang and said, "Sir, your child is here. ”

Ye Hua turned back with his mistress in his arms: "Oh? Enough with Li? So let's go back. Is Brett in position? ”

“Yes, sir. ”

“That's good. ”

The floating room returned to the bar and a few people left, leaving a stunned sealed green blue.

“Ba ~ Ma ~ Ma ~” Dong Wang leaves the embrace of the green clothes of the trunk car and runs towards his parents. He hasn't seen Ba Ma in a few hours. Think about it.

Dong Huang Baiqi hugged his daughter and asked with concern: "Little man, you know to come back. ”

“Sorry ~ numbness.” The Eastern Emperor left poor Baba and said.

Ye Hua smiled: "Well, it doesn't matter, Ah Li has grown up. ”

“You're right, Leaving has grown up ~”

Flying white and trolley green clothes slowly arrived, respectfully said: "Sir, ma'am. ”

Qingya smiled: "Thank you for taking care of me. ”

Flying white and the trolley green clothes were frightened, it was Li who took care of them.

“Ma'am, you're welcome, we should go first if there's nothing to do.” Fly whispered softly, showing excellent upbringing.

Ye Hua nodded and the Eastern Emperor waved away: "Brother Fei, Sister Qingyu, goodbye ~ We'll meet again ~”

The two also smiled back and raised their hands.

“Kid, I'm still on a date.” The Eastern Emperor pinched the flesh on his daughter's face.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Side by side, Xi Tingting respectfully said: "Sir, Madam, the money you won, the organizer said it will be repaid within ten days, the principal has been returned. ”

“Winning money?” Ye Hua wondered.

Ye Hua was glad to hear that his wife had just been involved in the gambling and won the money. At last, his wife looked a little bad.

“Sitting Ting, where does Brett live?” Ye Hua asked.

“Sir, Brett's home lives in a slum. ”

“Let's go. ”

If the starry city of Long 'an had a province that big, the size of this slum would be quite an urban area.

Brett got 1,000 gold coins, went back to the slums on a lightning train, touched his sour shoulder, and Brett smiled slightly, all worth it, and Grandpa could go to the best hospital for treatment.

After getting off the tram, Brett felt like he was in another world, and the slum streets were full of garbage, full of violence and sex, and all the buildings were built of scrap iron, and the street girls leaned under the street lights, swinging their figure, making money and letting them do whatever they wanted.

“Brett, you're back alive! Looks like you got a bonus! ”

Three poor teenagers slowly walked in, with tattoos all over their faces, nails on their lips and noses, and huge sticks in their hands.

If it had been before, Brett would have been scared, but he had just killed a bull-headed man, then his opponents had been defeated. Are you still afraid of these three gangsters?

“That's right, 1,000 gold coins!” Brett said with his blue eyes open.

“Good, we have 999 gold coins. Save one for yourself! ”

Brett asked, "Aren't you curious how I survived the arena? ”

“Your opponent must have committed suicide.” Three teenagers laughed.

Suddenly an old man came from the side: "He's the cowhead who won five straight championships! Cut each other's heads off with an iron axe! ”

“What! It's impossible!” Three bad teenagers suddenly panicked.

Brett whispered, "For Grandpa's sake, I could kill a cowman, not to mention a human being like you! ”

“You! You wait! I'll go get Big Brother.” Three bad teenagers ran off in a hurry.

The old man said to Brett, "Go back and see your grandfather. Maybe you'll see the last one. ”

Brett couldn't thank you enough and ran home.

In a waste disposal station in a slum, there was a row of bungalows, all inhabited by people, surrounded by one of the houses.

The anxious Brett ran so sweaty that he finally ran to the door and shouted as he ran: "Grandpa, I have money, we can go to the hospital. ”

The people outside looked back at Brett and looked at him with pity and sorrow.

Brett stopped and the person in front of him gave himself a bad feeling, especially that sad look.

No, it's not!

Brett ran to the door and gently pushed the door open, afraid to disturb Grandpa and cough.

There is a bed in the room of a few square meters, a small table, a sink with water, and on the table is rare rice that Grandpa hasn't finished drinking.

Though poor, this little home is a hundred times warmer than Brett's outside!

But now there's no warmth in the house, only that cold smell, and that pale, bloody grandpa.