You Cannot Afford To Offend My Woman

Chapter 463: Late (4)

Brett looked at his sleeping grandfather, slowly walking to the bed, his hands shaking slightly, a pair of green eyes looking confused: "Grandpa, I'm back, we're rich, look. ”

Brett stretched out a virtual card showing 1,000 gold coins with a smile on his face, seemingly waiting for Grandpa to reach out and touch her hair and praise her.

But that feeling was gone.

“Grandpa, besides healing, we can buy some good food. Don't you really want corn sticks? We can buy it. ”

Brett grabbed Grandpa's big hand full of cocoons and put it next to his face, but Grandpa's big hand was no longer the temperature of the day, only that cold, heartbroken door.

“Grandpa, get up, get up...” Brett shook Grandpa's body vigorously, but no matter how he shook it, Grandpa could never get up, he could never see Grandpa's merciful smile again, let alone ride on Grandpa's shoulder to watch the sunset.

The people standing outside were sad to hear Brett's voice, and some of the girls were making tiny cries, and only they knew how painful it was for their grandchildren, but they were happy, and this positive energy was improving them, and there was hope for the world.

Three old cars suddenly appeared at the front door, the one with wheels, and the tail gas did not meet the standards.

But that's not the point. I saw more than a dozen people walking out of the car wearing a different kind of gang. The gang in the head was very tall and skinny. They were wearing orange suits, green pants, and a pair of shoes were all golden and yellow. There was a woman beside him wearing a black sexy strap suit. It was just that the skin was dark and she didn't look so good. She looked a little upset.

“Where's Brett?” The boss leaned back slightly and asked coldly.

“That's enough of you! Bullying other people's grandchildren for a few years and not letting them go!” The neighbors next door can't help but scold, these people have no conscience!

“Yes, Brett's grandfather is dead! What else do you want? ”

The boss smiled coldly: "That old man is dead. I don't care! ”

“You!!! ”

“Get Brett out of here!” The boss gave the order harshly.

Three or four gangsters ran into the house and pulled out Brett in pain. Brett was already desperate for the world at this moment, and he was wondering how good it would be to die on his own in the arena, so that he could be with Grandpa.

One of the gangsters searched Brett's card and handed it to the boss.

“Password!” The boss asked softly.

Brett was like a soulless man, blind, unable to hear anything, and all his thoughts plunged deep into his own consciousness.

The boss raised his hand and slapped Brett.

Boom!

This slap slapped Brett hard on the ground, but Brett didn't respond at all, like a walking corpse!

“You bastards! ”

Two men couldn't keep watching, just rushed over.

The boss grinned: "Drag it aside and beat it! ”

If we all do it together, it's a shame.

Those two men were beaten to the ground by four or five gangsters, and those gangsters were beaten to death by men with sticks.

For them, being hurt so badly is undoubtedly waiting to die, because there is no money at all to see a doctor.

Like Brett's grandfather, it was just a little cold in the beginning, and it slowly turned into a disease...

“Brett! Give me the password, and you'll suffer less!” The boss picked up the baseball bat his brother handed over and said to Brett.

Brett remains unresponsive.

The boss laughed, holding the baseball bat in his hands, aiming at Brett's back of the brain, and raised it high.

Boom!

This bat hit Brett hard in the back of the head, making a crisp noise that no one could see, and nobody cared about it in this slum, dying every day.

The blow to the back of the brain knocked Brett out.

The boss waved a bloody baseball bat and whistled: "Get him up! ”

Little ones seem to get used to it and take the defibrillator out of the car, which is the best way to wake up!

Nutrition!

Along with a severe cough, Brett was electrocuted, coughing blood, and a pair of green eyes were red because of the congestion.

“Ask you again! How many passwords!” The boss sends a final announcement.

Brett turned his head to the boss, then closed his eyes, and his attitude was clear.

The boss took a deep breath of anger: "Brett! Since your grandfather is dead, why do you have to continue to suffer? Let me free you! ”

After that, lift the bloody baseball bat up again and pound it hard against Brett's head.

Boom!

This crisp noise makes people feel heavy, watching Brett get beaten alive by a bunch of punks!

The boss threw the baseball bat in his hand at his brother, looked at the card in his hand, and threw it on Brett's body, as if he were saying that your grandson used these 1000 gold coins in hell!

Brett's head has been stained red with blood and no breath on his body, apparently beaten alive by the boss!

“Let's go!” The boss gave the order.

Yet at this point, a luxurious aircraft appeared in the sky, circling over it!

Everyone was surprised that there were still rich people in the slums. It was a miracle.

“Boss, this thing could cost millions of gold coins.” A little brother warned.

The boss squints his eyes and starts to think about this aircraft and decides to look at the situation first!

In a blue light, Ye Hua was only seen carrying a green incense shoulder, followed by Sitting Ting appeared below, and Dong Huang Baiqiao was there to take care of his daughter, so he did not come down.

Ye Hua looked at the bungalow in front of him, surrounded by a rusty smell of iron, slightly frowned: “Live here? ”

“Yes, sir. ”

However, the people around him measured Ye Hua. This man's demeanor is remarkably arrogant. From the point of view of his clothing, he must be a powerful man. That's how rich people wear it!

When I saw Qingya, many people were stunned. It was the first time I saw such a beautiful woman. The woman behind me was beautiful, but without this woman, there was no bottom line for this woman's beauty.

And the gangsters saw the shadows of two women, and they must be beautiful.

“Where's Brett?” Ye Hua asked faintly.

These neighbors didn't expect this arrogant man to come looking for Brett. How come you never heard of him before? Brett actually knows rich people.

A little girl in the crowd pointed behind Ye Hua.

Ye Hua turned his head and saw the short figure fall to the ground, blood on his head!