Chapter 2274: Can only forgive... (1/2)

Zhao Zhenwu was submerged by the fists and electric batons of the torrential rain, and his one-eyed eyes braved the Venus like a volcanic eruption. He was in a trance, and he returned to the battlefield where the bombs were flying wildly and the corpse mountains and blood seas.

His old brothers all turned into evil spirits with disheveled, blue-faced fangs, stretched out scrawny claws towards him, and cried out, ”Commander, where is our wealth? Boss, what about the monstrous wealth?”

Zhao Zhenwu yelled strangely, ”Ahhhhh”, and his whole body twitched.

The two guards smashed their heads and brains again, and then they threw him out of the **** shop with an ankle and fell heavily into the sinkhole in the dark street.

”Dang Cang! Dang Cang!”

His spar prosthetic eyes, psychic arms, medals, land deeds, and family heirloom knives were all thrown out by the opponent and slammed on him coldly.

Such things have been commonplace in the underground of the 36th District or any district of the Imperial Capital in the past six months.

There was even a gang of idle men who squatted at the door of major **** shops, sharpened their knives, and prepared to do despicable and shameless deeds.

As soon as Zhao Zhenwu was thrown out, a large number of idlers rushed to him, yelling ”Help us,” and rubbing their hands on him.

Zhao Zhenwu was beaten to death, and he was turning around. When black and white were irrelevant, how could he have the strength to struggle?

Reluctantly trying to protect the medal, the title deed, and the war knife, a guy came to his head unconsciously and fainted immediately.

Five minutes later, when I woke up again, I felt chills in my bones, and even the uniforms of the generals on my body were completely stripped off. The medals, title deeds, and swords were all missing, and only left. A few idle men still squatted at the door of the pawnshop, looking at him grinning while picking their teeth.

Zhao Zhenwu's blood was completely frozen.

I just feel that the whole world has been drained of air, I can't breathe for half of my breath, and my heart is cramping.

”My medal, my title deed, my sword!”

He screamed dryly and touched in the sinkhole for a long time, only to touch a squatted spar eyeball and a ”creaking” metal arm.

He swept his left arm with his right hand, and walked toward the idlers like a walking dead.

”Someone robbed you of your things and ran over there.”

The idle guys smiled confidently, some people winked, and pointed towards the depths of the poor streets and alleys.

Zhao Zhenwu thought for a while, turned around, and wanted to jump into the **** shop.

The idlers rushed up and crossed him out of the street. Someone leaned to his ear, exuding a stinking tone, and whispered: ”Forget it, save your money and keep it safe, you know Who owns this'Dongshan Xing'? It belongs to the East! Go in and play around and kill you a lieutenant general who has no soldiers and guns. Throw it into the furnace of the energy factory deep in the crack, which is more convenient than slaughtering a dog. !”

Zhao Zhenwu was kicked out.

I only feel that every bone in my body is shrinking inward, unconsciously shuddering.

Looking at the entrance to the street like a cannibalistic cave behind him, I was stunned for a long time, but I didn't have the courage to return to the theory-that is the property of the Eastern family!

Zhao Zhenwu was like a lonely wild ghost, wandering lightly in the 36th district, in a daze, he didn't know how he got home.

The generals at the Royal High Military Academy provided them with a dormitory for four people, like a pig shed and doghouse.

But he is not alone, he has a wife and a son to raise.

Zhao Zhenwu was a privateer from the fleet-star thief, killing people when doing business in his hometown, there were enemies everywhere, and he went out to fight on his own. Naturally, there was no reason to leave his wife and children at home to be slaughtered.

He is working **** the front line. His wife and son have been renting in the imperial capital. His wife was born in a family of cultivating immortals. She is a delicate young lady who is pampered and accustomed to food and clothing. She has been living in the high-end community in the imperial capital every year. Mountain burns money.

In the past few years, when the soldiers were strong and the horses were strong, naturally there were various channels to make money and remit it back to the imperial capital to support his wife and son.

Even if you are looking for a fairy double cultivation outside, it is also a job requirement. How can my wife ask a little more?

Now that the old man is completely lit up, he is completely depressed, and even himself is seriously injured, and his strength has plummeted to the bottom. When facing his wife, Zhao Zhenwu naturally has no place to harden it!

My medical expenses have not yet been paid, and my son is watching and growing up again. At the critical moment of awakening the spiritual roots, he needs a lot of resources to smash down, but he is embarrassed to such an extent that he has lost his medals, treasured swords, and land deeds. Now... Zhao Zhenwu wandered at the door of his house for more than half an hour, and he didn't know how to go in and explain to his wife. He had the desire to die.

Suddenly, he heard his wife's light laughter coming from the room.

This is not the noble community that my wife rented earlier. It's just an ordinary slum in District 36. How can there be any sound insulation? Zhao Zhenwu's eyes were round, and he leaned his ears against the wall to listen for a long time, and his jaw became loose.

”Wow!”

At this moment, the door opened, and a man with a big cow and a big oily face walked out of his house.