Come against the wind, exchange your glory

Chapter 833 Brothers meet
Next to the false church was once an orphanage.

Anyone who passes by here will speed up and leave.

Because some strange sounds can always be heard intentionally or unintentionally, the wind passing through the shards of glass seems to be able to cut through the blood vessels under the human skin.

The dilapidated building is in stark contrast to the magnificent church next to it.

Here, although it is so ordinary, it has become a forbidden place that no one steps into.

When the zero o'clock bell rang, the ultimate silence was left after half of the carnival.

That night, an uninvited visitor from the orphanage came to visit.

Le Linchuan numbly pushed open the dilapidated door.

In front of him, there was a white crystal coffin painted with gold.

The crystal coffin was completely sealed, and the transparent liquid like quicksand soaked a person who had changed beyond recognition.

It can be seen how tragic the man died when the accident happened.

The cold wind passed through large and small gaps, blowing the only white candle flame in the hall flickering.

Finally, the white candle went out.

The hall was plunged into darkness.

A black shadow in front of the crystal coffin stood up and turned into a complete human figure.

"I'll take brother home." Le Linchuan said to the shadow in the darkness.

In the next second, a bench flew out, and without blinking, Le Linchuan grabbed the bench with one hand and threw it at the wall on the left, causing the bench to shatter in an instant.

Le Linya followed.

Le Linchuan didn't hide, and raised his hand to block his flying kick, but was still kicked a few meters away.

Le Linya didn't give him a chance to breathe at all, and flew up, punch after punch, kick after kick, and beat Le Linchuan until his blood spattered.

Le Linchuan was lying on the ground, bleeding from his mouth uncontrollably, but his eyes were still dead silent as always.

Le Linya looked at him condescendingly, his eyes were frozen, piercingly cold.

"It seems that you have already tasted enough of my suffering, and you are here to ask for death."

"This is the last time I'll let you beat me standing up, because you are my only relative in this world. I'm here today, just to pick up my brother home." Le Linchuan said while vomiting blood.

Le Linya sneered, looked at him like a dead person, raised his foot...

The false church next to it set off a burst of exclamation that could pierce the sky.

When Han Wu's giant poster was placed on the central display stand.

The underground auction hall was silent and then cheers resounded from every corner of the sales hall.

Yan Ji squinted his eyes looking at the giant poster.

All kinds of obscene voices filled his ears, and he sneered at the corner of his mouth.

Bingci also heard the earth-shattering scream, but he ignored it, and naturally he didn't know that the person on the poster was Han Wu she was looking for.

Yan Ji watched the people around him scrambling to bid for the auction, and he also raised the number plate in his hand.

The coercion of the superior is revealed in the opening of the mouth.

"Five million."

"He he he... He paid five hundred million, who is this person?"

"[-] million to buy a top-quality male prostitute, what a big deal."

"I offer 5000 million."

There are bids.

Yan Ji calmed down, "Seven hundred million."

"[-] million, someone offered [-] million, go crazy!"

"With just one poster, you dare to pay [-] million. If the real person is less than one ten-thousandth of the poster, wouldn't the [-] million be in vain?"

"Eighty million."

"[-] million, someone called [-] million..."

Yan Ji was also curious as to who would spend [-] million to buy Hanwu, so he followed his reputation.

I saw a wretched uncle with a fleshy face staring obsessively at the poster on the center stage.

"Nine hundred million."

"Nine hundred million million."

"..."

One by one, people raised their number plates to bid.

Yan Ji was sitting upright, his face darker than ink, he couldn't figure out why Han Wu was worth that [-] million, he thought one dollar was too much.

Bidders came in an endless stream, and Han Wu's value soared all the way.

At the back, the exclamations around Yan Ji also disappeared.

(End of this chapter)