The whole world wants to attack me

Chapter 137 The Overlord’s White Moonlight Is Back (54)

"...21, 22, 23..."

The boy's head was pressed into the foul-smelling sewage by two tall, bare-chested men.

The struggling movement of the little hand slowed down, and it seemed that it was about to fail. The man pinched the back of his neck and lifted him up.

"30 seconds."

The boy's hands and feet were drooping, and the smelly green water dripped from him.

Although he still breathed a sigh of relief, he no longer had the strength to struggle.

The women who were forced to watch couldn't bear to watch, and all lowered their heads in silence.

"Come again!"

The thugs shouted loudly.

The half-dead woman on the ground watched her child being pushed into the sewage again, and she stretched out her hand helplessly.

His teeth fell out and his mouth was filled with blood.

Dragging her seriously injured body to crawl on the muddy ground, the woman let out a sad cry from her throat.

Lei and his men showed no mercy, and didn't even treat them as human beings, as if they were just torturing a beast.

"Boss, here comes a guest."

A cleanly dressed man trotted up to Lei and took out a brand new stack of green coins from his trouser pocket.

With a flick of the wrist, the banknotes made a pleasant sound.

Lei immediately became energetic. He pointed at the woman and said, "Hang her up."

Then he walked into the ballroom impatiently.

In the bright ballroom stood a group of well-equipped mercenaries. They were tall and strong with indifferent expressions.

Lei immediately saw the slender young man standing among the group of bodyguards.

He has soft black hair, delicate facial features like a painting, and skin as white as snow.

The indifferent and noble temperament between the eyebrows has a sense of oppression that makes one feel ashamed.

Just standing there, he was like an angel from the holy book descending to the world.

Layton was on the spot, his eyes couldn't hide the amazement.

The young man covered his mouth and nose, his amber eyes were full of disgust.

Compared with the environment in the slums, the dance hall was considered clean, but he obviously still disliked it.

Lei was reminded by his subordinates and recovered from the shock.

"You are a guest from afar."

With a warm smile on his fat face, he spoke full English and walked towards the boy with open hands.

Before his hand covered with golden rings could touch the corner of the boy's clothes, a tall mercenary stopped him.

Not to be outdone, Lei's subordinates rushed forward immediately.

The two parties confronted each other, and the atmosphere was condensed.

Lei's face darkened, and he turned his head and scolded his subordinates angrily: "What are you doing? How can you be so rude to a distinguished guest and even retreat!"

When he turned his head again, he stared at the young man's beautiful white face without blinking, and unconsciously showed a flattering smile: "Dear guest, if you have any needs, please tell me. In this place, I am king."

He looked smug, as if showing off to the boy.

"I want to make a deal with you."

The young man's hoarse voice was gorgeous and extravagant, every word fell into his ears, and Lei felt that his bones were half brittle.

Greedy eyes moved inch by inch from the young man's handsome and delicate face to his hands.

Lying quietly in his flat palm was a transparent sealed bag containing white powder.

Lei's expression froze.

"Is this... that kind of thing?"

The young man remained silent, but nodded slightly.

Lei's eyes were filled with complicated emotions.

In this vast slum, although he has absolute say, not all cakes belong to him.

And that kind of thing is in the hands of another guy.

In such a place of extreme poverty, there is a need for something that can make people happy and temporarily forget reality.

Although they had made an agreement with that guy for three chapters, neither of them would interfere in the other's domain.

But... if you have money, you don't make a bastard.

"I want to inspect the goods first."

(End of this chapter)