Conan's Winery is all my vest

Chapter 183 A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye

The bald man shook his tingling palm, seeing the disapproving smile on Brandy's face, he couldn't help but feel angry.

Brandy, is that all he wants to court death?
Very good, the bald man smiled angrily, and ordered to the others bitterly.

"Hit me! Hit me hard! Keep your breath, just don't beat me to death."

"Yes! Boss!"

Several men who looked to be about twenty years old responded together, and a red-haired man with a red beard rolled up his sleeves and kicked Brandy's stomach first. He had seen this well-dressed little nobleman earlier. Not pleasing to the eye.

The bald man sat back opposite Brandy, and he watched with a sneer as the people under his hands punched and kicked Brandy.

However, to the disappointment of the balding middle-aged man, Brandy always had that indifferent, careless smile on his face.

Brandy seemed to be really ignorant of these pains.

"Tsk."

Brandy coughed up a little blood, which is a bit troublesome. Could it be that he hurt his internal organs?

The reason why Brandy plunged into the bald man's heart so confidently was because he could see that the bald man didn't seem to want to kill him at all for the time being.

And Brandy knew what he was going through now.Either it is a foregone memory reappearance, or it is a virtual memory fantasy.

If it was the former, then no matter how he provoked him, who would surely survive to the next generation in peace, it would not affect the past that had already been settled.If it is the latter, then what does it matter if he dies?

Brandy endured the pain that he couldn't tell where it came from, so he thought indifferently.

Brandy couldn't help but sighed as he thought about it, since he came to this timeline that didn't know what happened, his memories of Tachibana and the like had been blurring and fading away.

Until now, Brandy couldn't remember how a person like himself could have the trust and intimacy that seemed too subjective in his vague memory for a person who had no blood relationship.

To be honest, if it wasn't for him and Ivan, even with that gentleman, Brandy would occasionally want to try the peace of eternal sleep.

So tired.

Human beings who have escaped birth, old age, sickness and death, rush aimlessly on the endless road without focus, which makes Brandy, who is already lazy by nature, even more sleepy.

For a person like Brandy, only what will be lost will be seen in his eyes, when a limited life becomes a never-ending boring journey.
If it wasn't for him taking into account his younger brother's mood.
If not he has a brother
Brandy, who felt that he was worthy of the organization, would really pick any good place, and simply fall into an endless sleep, never having to open his eyes to deal with the boring and boundless dawn.

Although Brandy really felt that as long as he didn't get beaten to death, he could pack up and go to his younger brother's appointment.

But Brandy also felt that it really hurt a little.

Well, last time it took nearly half a month to recuperate from this kind of injury before Brandy dared to meet his younger brother. Of course, Theodore Ivan, who was very familiar with Brandy, saw the clues to this abnormal appointment.

After being hit in the eye, Brandy's left vision suddenly became a bloody blur.

Hiss - it's over.

This look...if that fellow Ivan sees him, he won't cry, right?

Brandy, who had been motionless all this time, suddenly turned his face sideways, narrowly avoiding a punch from the red beard wiping the tip of his nose.

Just as the other people who were stopping their beating were about to hit harder, Brandy, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke again.

"I said uncle, is it almost there?"

Brandy's voice was a little hoarse, and he lazily leaned back on the chair, his face was blue and purple, as if he had been abused.

"Since you don't want to kill me, you always have something to look for me, and you have seen it. It's too much time to waste time, right?"

Brandy asked like a normal person, "I've been waiting for you, the revenge you carefully prepared for me."

If it is said that performing tasks is Brandy's job, and killing is the pleasure he is forced to discover when he is bored.

So crushing other people's hopes and stepping on other people's sore spots mentally, that's one of the few brandy's leisure lives that they are willing to take as a pastime.

Just like the last time he met, uh, that little boy named Zhong or something said he was sick, Brandy didn't think there was anything wrong.

If Brandy wanted to force himself to survive, he could only do so by sacrificing some things and distorting himself.

But they are all insignificant people, insignificant things.

As long as Ai Fan is still around, he can still be a human, still a human, and survive.

Brandy couldn't think of what kind of tomorrow, what kind of future a person like himself would have.

Brandy didn't think about what he would become in the end, he just wanted to maintain the status quo and be able to stay with his younger brother forever.

What did it matter what he became as long as they could stay with each other?

Brandy's hands tied behind his back moved slightly. When everyone's attention was attracted by what he said, he used his left and right hands to hook off the two blades that were simply sewn inside from the inside of the cuff on the opposite side. .

I also suffered this severe beating, I hope this bald middle-aged man can give him some unexpected surprises.

Otherwise, Brandy sighed slightly, then he would be very disappointed and teach these guys what despair is.

The balding middle-aged man naturally failed to notice Brandy's little movements behind him under the dim light.

The bald man was annoyed by Brandy's desperate appearance, he clenched his teeth, and the blood vessels on his temples were slightly protruding.

The bald man looked down at the inexplicably leisurely Brandy. He suppressed his anger and smiled gloatingly, "Brandy, I have to say that you are really bold."

"You guessed it right, I won't kill you."

The middle-aged bald man walked up to Brandy step by step. His figure blocked the already dim light, so that Brandy, who was looking up at him, couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

"What's so painful about death? After you killed my wife and daughter, I lived days and nights that were worse than death. In my dreams, I could hear Lisa calling my father in my ear."

The balding middle-aged man's tone was full of pain, "Do you know this feeling?"

"Eh?"

Brandy, who was suddenly asked a question, was a little dazed. He tilted his head and replied sincerely, "I don't know?"

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