Honkai Impact 3: Yulandel's Beloved Brother

You are still the same after one year. The so-called growth is to force you to be alone, stumbling and getting hurt, stumbling and becoming strong.

——Night Cat Wuxin

"Oh, I can't sleep..."

"It's so uncomfortable..."

Belle closed his eyes gently. He was very confused and needed to be quiet.

＜I know what you are upset about...＞

＜You don't know what you should do, right? ＞

＜I understand completely, because we are the same. ＞

＜We are all abandoned and isolated...＞

Originally, before the tragedy happened, everything Belle did was to make everyone in the orphanage live a better life. What about now? He made so much money, but he had nowhere to spend it. He had nothing around him.

"Lina..."

"Tell me, who else is around me..."

"Who else is left..."

"Not even one person I can sacrifice for."

After a long silence, Lina suddenly mentioned...

＜If, not counting Bianca...＞

＜You still have a sister. ＞

Her words woke up Belle. Yes, the name that had appeared in his dream, his sister, "Qiana Kaslana".

"Kiana..."

"But I don't know where to find her."

"Besides, I don't know if she's dead or alive."

"Oh, forget it..."

"I'd better get drunk. I don't want to do anything these days. I just want to indulge myself.

After hearing his decision, Lina also agreed. She liked wine the most and giggled...

＜Haha, it's great. I like wine the most...＞

＜You can go crazy, I'll accompany you.＞

So, from that day on, Belle began to give up on himself. He had no goals and his personality became very irritable. He wandered alone on the Avenue Montaigne in Paris On the street, it was lucky that it was not affected by the collapse at that time. Many people lived here temporarily. Beile drank and fought every day here. It seemed that only from the confusion after being drunk could he find a trace of spiritual comfort.

Because of his unique appearance and furious personality, Beile quickly left his name on this street, leaving a deep impression on the French citizens. He was commonly known as "Beile Lord" who no one could afford to offend.

So, one day...

In the block, three gangsters were beating Beile and trying to rob him of his money. They thought they had a sure win, but who would have thought that the opponent's fighting power was far beyond their imagination, and they fought one by one.

"Uh!!"

One of the gangsters was punched and lost his balance. He leaned against the wall and begged for mercy: "Beile, Beile Lord, spare me! We don't dare! "

But even if he begged for mercy, Beile had no intention of letting him go. He kicked him in the stomach and knocked him to the ground. None of the other two dared to attack him. Beile turned to face the two, and Lina in his body was cheering.

＜Good fight, Master!＞

＜Beat them hard!＞

＜The concubine likes you so manic~＞

The two men saw how powerful Beile was, so they dared not come forward and turned around to run. Beile quickly caught up with them and grabbed their heads with both hands and then knocked them together!

"Uh ah! !"

"Cough!"

The two gangsters were beaten to a pulp, with bruises on their faces, as if they were screaming in pain all over their bodies.

"Come on? Stand up, I haven't had enough of beating you yet? "

Seeing them lying on the ground and unable to get up, Beile felt disappointed and angry. He hadn't had enough fun yet, but the fight ended so easily.

Then, he walked over and took the empty wine bottle on the ground, smashed it hard at the two guys lying on the ground, and then kicked them in the body, stepped on their stomachs and cursed them...

"You dare to rob with such a mediocre skill?"

Pa, pa...

Suddenly, a sound of applause reached his ears, and Beile slowly raised his head. The person walking towards him in front was the familiar yet strange man. He was a blond and blue-eyed man with long hair tied into a single ponytail and draped over his left shoulder. He had fair skin and a beautiful face. He was walking towards him slowly.

"It's amazing."

"You beat them like this with your bare hands. It seems that they can't get up. "

Belle remembered him, the man who always loomed in his sight when he was a child.

"..."

The man stood five meters away from him, looking at him with a smile, and staring at him...

Belle's expression at this moment was as cold as iron, without a trace of warmth, forming a clear contrast with the lively man in front of him.

"Do you want to come too?"

Bei Le didn't know the other party's identity and purpose, so he greeted him in a very friendly way.

"Don't be so barbaric, maybe we can put down our fists, sit together calmly, and discuss life while enjoying coffee, how about it?"

Bei Le didn't respond, but asked Lina in his body: Do you know this person?