Brett looked at his sleeping grandfather, walked slowly to the bedside, shook his hands gently, and his green eyes looked confused: "Grandpa, I'm back, we have money, look."

Bright held out a virtual card showing 1,000 gold coins, with a smile on her face, as if waiting for her grandfather to reach out and touch her hair and praise her.

But that feeling is gone.

"Grandpa, in addition to treating illnesses, we can also buy some delicious food. Don't you want to eat corn on the cob? We can buy it now."

Brett held his grandfather's calloused hand and placed it against his face, but his grandfather's hand no longer had the warmth it once had, only a heart-wrenching coldness.

"Grandpa, get up, get up quickly..." Brett shook Grandpa's body hard, but no matter how he shook, Grandpa could no longer get up. He could no longer see Grandpa's kind smile, and could no longer ride on Grandpa's shoulders to watch the sunset.

The people standing outside felt very sad when they heard Brett's voice. Some girls even cried softly. Only they knew how hard life was for this grandfather and grandson. Although it was hard, they were very happy. This positive energy was also improving them and making them full of hope for the world.

Suddenly, three old cars with wheels appeared at the gate, and their exhaust gas did not meet the standards.

But this is not the point. I saw more than a dozen thugs dressed strangely getting out of the car. The leading thug was very tall and thin, wearing an orange suit, green pants, and a pair of golden shoes. Next to him was a girl wearing a sexy black suspender dress, but she had dark skin and a bad appearance, and looked a bit disgusting.

"Where's Brett!" the boss asked in a cold voice, looking up slightly.

"That's enough! You've been bullying other people's grandparents for years, and now you won't let them go!" The neighbor next door couldn't help but scold them. These people are simply heartless! "That's right! Brett's grandfather has passed away! What else do you want!"

The boss sneered: "It's none of my business if that old man dies!"

"you!!!"

"Catch Brett for me!" the boss gave the order fiercely.

Three or four thugs ran into the house and pulled out Brett who was in pain. At this moment, Brett was full of despair about the world, and he was even thinking how great it would be if he died in the arena, so that he could be with his grandfather.

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

"Password!" the boss asked in a deep voice.

At this moment, Brett was like a person who had lost his soul. His eyes were unfocused and he couldn't hear what others said at all. All his thoughts were deeply immersed in his self-consciousness.

Seeing Brett didn't react, the boss raised his hand and slapped him.

Snap! This slap knocked Brett to the ground, but Brett didn't react at all, like a walking corpse!

"You bastards!"

The two men couldn't bear to watch it anymore and rushed over.

The boss sneered, "Drag him aside and beat him up!"

If everyone attacked together, the outcome would be hard to predict, but unfortunately... the two men were knocked to the ground by four or five thugs in one go, and those thugs hit the men with sticks without regard for their lives.

For them, being injured so badly is undoubtedly like waiting for death, because they have no money to see a doctor.

Just like Brett's grandfather, he just caught a cold at first, but it gradually turned into a serious illness...

"Bret! Tell me the password and you will suffer less!" The boss took the baseball bat handed to him by his younger brother and said to Brett.

Brett still didn't respond.

The boss laughed, held the baseball bat with both hands, aimed at the back of Brett's head, and then raised it high.

Bang! The stick hit Brett's head hard, making a crisp sound. Everyone couldn't stand it anymore. No one cared about this slum, and people died every day.

The blow to the back of the head knocked Brett unconscious.

The boss waved his bloody baseball bat and whistled, "Get him up!"

The guys seemed to be used to it and took out the stun gun from the car. This was the best way to wake someone up!

Zizizizi! Accompanied by violent coughing sounds, Bright was shocked and kept coughing up blood. His green eyes were red due to congestion.

"I'll ask you again! What's the password?" The boss issued the final announcement.

Brett turned his head with great effort to look at the boss, then closed his eyes. His attitude was very clear.

The eldest brother took a deep breath because of his anger: "Brett! Since your grandfather is dead, why do you have to suffer anymore? Let me free you!"

After saying that, he raised the bloody baseball bat again and hit Brett's head hard.

Bang! This crisp sound made people feel heavy in their hearts, watching Brett being beaten to death by the gangsters! The boss threw the baseball bat in his hand to the younger brother, looked at the card in his hand, and threw it on Brett's body, as if to say that you grandpa and grandson should use these 1,000 gold coins well in hell! Brett's head was already stained with blood, and there was no breath on his body. It was obvious that he had been beaten to death by the boss!

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

However, at this moment, a luxurious aircraft appeared in the sky and hovered in the air! Everyone was surprised that there were rich people coming from the slums. It was really a miracle.

"Boss, this aircraft may cost several million gold coins." A younger brother reminded.

The boss narrowed his eyes and began to think about the aircraft, and decided to see the situation first!

A blue light shone down, and Ye Hua was seen holding Qingya's shoulders, followed by Xi Tingting who appeared below. Donghuang Baizhi was taking care of her daughter inside so she didn't come down.

Ye Hua looked at the row of bungalows in front of him. There was a smell of rust around them. He frowned slightly and asked, "Are you going to live here?"

"Yes, sir."

However, the people around looked at Ye Hua. This man had a look of arrogance in his expression. Judging from his clothes, he must be a powerful person. Rich people all dress like this!

When they saw Qing Ya, many people were stunned. It was the first time they saw such a beautiful woman. Although the woman behind her was also beautiful, she was not as beautiful as this woman. This woman's beauty had no bottom line.

And when the thugs saw the two women's backs, they knew they must be very beautiful.

"Where is Brett?" Ye Hua asked calmly.

The neighbors didn't expect that this arrogant man was actually looking for Brett. Why hadn't they heard of him before? Brett actually knew a rich man.

A little girl in the crowd pointed behind Ye Hua.

When Ye Hua turned around, he saw the short figure lying on the ground with blood dripping from his head!