Vol 2 Chapter 465: Bright (3)

In the main city far away tens of thousands of miles away, the four fathers witnessed his son’s tragic death in the arena, his face was discolored!
For the cosmic artifacts they gathered together to discuss, how to distribute after the success, who knows that lost! This is no money, and the goods are gone. They think of the only way, it is to grab!
When I was discussing, I heard the next person come to the obituary and said that the young master participated in the arena!
I didn't expect my son to make a duel for a duel. At the same time, I thought about it. They must be sure. Just kill the man and get the cosmic artifact!
It is still very smart to think about my son.
However, the battle has just begun, the son's performance is not bad, the momentum is very good, but no one, turned into four bodies!
All four fathers were scared! Can be spiked at such a fast speed, showing the horror of strength, how can come out of the universe artifacts may be idle generation! Miscalculation!
While angry, I dare not retaliate, and I can’t retaliate! The other party is really strong!
"Zhao Xiong, it is better to take a knife to kill people and spread the news of the universe artifacts."
"Dear brother, you can do this! I want so many artifacts of the universe, we just have to send out the news, naturally someone is going to find this man!"
"Then he will die in the group and not die!"
"Also revenge for me, hahaha!!!" The four fathers seem crazy, but this is also normal performance.
At this time, Ye Hua did not know that someone had arranged for him to help him, and he was holding two spoiled wife.
In the face of Qingya and Donghuang Bailu's both spoiled offensives, Ye Hua is uncontrollable. Everything is promised without a brain. It is a kind of what you want, what you want to do, and the deity can satisfy!
Xi Tingting was hiding aside, and the whole goose bumps came out. The gentleman and the wife were so tired, I really couldn’t stand it.
Suddenly the artificial phone rang and immediately said, "Sir, your child is here."
Ye Hua, holding his wife, turned back and said, "Oh? Is it enough to play? Then let's go back, is that Bright's position?"
"Look, sir."
"Well."
The suspension room returned to the bar, and a few people left, leaving a dizzy green and blue.
"粑粑~麻麻~" The East Emperor left the arms of Tsing Yi, and ran to his parents. He couldn’t see the numbness for a few hours, so I thought about it.
Donghuang Bailu hugged his daughter and asked: "Little guy, you still know to come back."
"I'm sorry~ Ma Ma." The East Emperor said from the poor.
Ye Hua smiled and said: "Well, what's the relationship? A grew up."
"Oh, yes, A is growing up~"
Flying white and the car Tsing Yi slowly came, respected and said: "Mr., madam."
Qingya smiled and said: "Are you thank you for taking care of you."
Flying white and Tsing Tsing Yi’s fears are a matter of taking care of them.
"Mrs. polite, yes, if there is nothing we leave first." Flying white whispered, showing excellent education.
Ye Hua nodded, and the East Emperor waved his hand: "Flying brother, Tsing Yi sister, goodbye~ we will renew the day~"
The two also smiled and raised their hands.
"Little boy, but also in the sky." East Emperor Baiqi pinched the flesh of his daughter's face.
The East Emperor smiled and smiled, holding his mother to sleep, so comfortable...
Xi Tingting said respectfully: "Mr., madam, the money you won, the organizer said that it will be repaid within ten days, and the principal has been returned."
"Win the money?" Ye Hua was puzzled.
When I heard that my wives had just participated in the gambling and won the money, Ye Hua was very happy, and the deity’s wife was finally a bit bad.
"Xie Tingting, where does Bright's family live?" Ye Hua asked.
"Sir, Bright's family lives in a slum."
"Go."
If the city of Long'an in the sky is as big as a province, then the area of ​​this slum is quite an urban area.
Brett got 1000 gold coins, sat back in the slums with the speed of light, and felt the sour shoulders. Bright smiled slightly. It was all worthwhile. Grandpa could be sent to the best hospital for treatment.
When I got off the tram, Brett seemed to feel like he was coming to another world. The slum streets were full of rubbish, full of violence and sex. All the buildings were built with scrap iron. The street women leaned under the street lights and swayed. As long as you have the money to earn, let them do anything.
"Bright, you are alive and come back! It seems that you got the bonus!"
I saw three bad teenagers coming slowly, his face covered with tattoos, nails on his lips and nose, and a large stick in his hand.
If it was before, Bright would be afraid, but he had just killed a Tauren, and the strong opponents were defeated, and I was afraid of these three mixes!
"Yes 1000 gold coins!" Brett said, screaming at the blue scorpion.
"That's good, we have 999 gold coins, leave one for yourself!"
Brett asked: "You are not good, how did I survive from the arena!"
"It must be that your opponent committed suicide." After three teenagers laughed.
Suddenly an old man came from the side: "He is the Tauren who won five consecutive championships! He cut the other's head with an iron axe!"
"What! This is impossible!" The three bad teenagers suddenly became shocked.
Breit said in a deep voice: "For grandpa I can kill the Tauren, not to mention the small human body!"
"You! You! You are waiting for me! I am going to call my eldest brother." Three bad teenagers ran away.
The old man said to Brett: "Go back to see your grandfather, maybe you can see the last side."
Brett didn't have time to thank him and rushed home.
At a waste disposal station in the slum, there is a row of bungalows, all living in it, all around it.
Anxious Brett ran sweating ~EbookFREE.me~ finally ran to the door, then ran and shouted: "Grandpa, I have money, we can go to the hospital."
The people around him looked back at Bright, and their eyes showed mercy and sorrow.
Brett stopped and the people in front gave him a bad feeling, especially the sad eyes.
not!
Brett ran to the door and gently pushed open the door, for fear of disturbing Grandpa and letting Grandpa cough.
There was a bed in the room of a few square meters, a small table, and a washbasin on the table, and a porridge that Grandpa had not finished on the table.
Although very poor, this little home is the warmth of Bright, and it is a hundred times warmer!
But there is no warmth in the house now, only the cold atmosphere, and the pale grandfather who lost his blood.
(End of this chapter)
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