He entered a wealthy family by mistake

"Don't move, I'll handle it."

Worried that Naya would be hit by a broken dish, Bulut raised his hand to signal Naya to stop moving, while he quickly walked out of the kitchen to find a broom and a garbage shovel.

At this moment, Naya was in shock, holding on to the sink with a pale face and gasping for air.

"No, it can't be him. I must have made a mistake. It must be true. I was in District 1 at that time. District 5 is so far away from District 1. How could he happen to appear in that hotel?"

Naya scolded herself for being crazy, how could she think of Bulut.

No matter how tall Bulut is now, he was just a teenager two years ago. How can he beat the thugs in Zone 1?

"Oh shit."

Naya held her forehead and cursed under her breath, extremely irritated.

He didn't know who the person who touched him was because when he woke up, that person was no longer around him. Instead, his subordinates rushed into the room in a panic to save him and asked how he was doing.

Seeing the mess on the bed, the subordinates mistakenly thought that Naya asked a woman to deal with it.

How could Naya dare to tell the truth? He could only let his subordinates misunderstand him and take him back to Area 5. If his subordinates knew that he was eaten by an unknown man who was younger than him, he would not be alive.

Afterwards, Naya went to investigate the incident by himself, wanting to know who the person who helped him that night was, and he wanted to thank that person.

But Naya couldn't find anyone after searching for a long time. They only learned from the hotel owner that the man looked like a teenager, wearing black clothes and a black hat, and they couldn't see his face clearly.

After searching for a week and unable to find anyone, Naya gave up, thinking that the other party had no choice but to touch him and didn't want to see him again, so he disappeared.

But what Naya didn't know was that Bulut returned to the hotel not long after he was taken away by his men that morning.

Blut didn't escape, he just threw Carter's men back to Area 1 while it was still dark.

Bulut's method of dealing with those people was also extremely cruel. He cut off the tendons of the five men's hands and legs, and slashed their faces. The brothers cut them up collectively and fed them to the dogs. He also smeared honey on their wounds and allowed them to be eaten by red ants. .

"Ahhhhh..."

Carter's men were woken up by red ants. They were rolling on the ground and howling like ghosts. Their mouths, noses, and eyes were full of red ants. The shrill wails resounded throughout Area 1.

When they were discovered, they had died, their big eyes were protruding, and their faces were ferocious. The ground was full of traces of their struggles, and their bodies were twisted and stiff.

At that time, people in District 1 thought that a perverted murderer had come to their area, and they patrolled in fear for a month. One or two of them were so scared that they couldn't sleep, and the black circles under their eyes were about to fall to the ground. Even Carter didn't dare to do so at night. He fell asleep with his weapon in his arms. When there was any movement in the middle of the night, he immediately stood up and shouted frantically who was outside, making people panic.

Blut, who knew this, watched the show calmly, and often walked past Carter and Carter's men with an expressionless face, not panicking at all, and his psychological quality was terrifying.

After dealing with the men who coveted Naya, Bulut has been waiting for Naya to come to him.

He thought it was because Naya was gone that morning that he went back to Area 5 first, thinking that Naya should know who he was. After all, they had met him in Area 5. It was only a matter of time before Naya found out about him.

But he waited and waited, and one week, two weeks, and three weeks passed, and Naya still didn't come to him.

Blut was a little confused and at a loss.

Unable to wait, he went to find Naya himself, and saw Naya patrolling with his men on the main street.

He happily walked towards Naya, but Naya just walked past him indifferently without looking back, as if she didn't know him.

Blut stood there with a cold body, his pupils dilated again and again in disbelief.

He wanted to grab Naya and ask him what he meant, but his feet felt like they were filled with lead and he couldn't even lift a step.

"Brother Naya, did that child want to talk to you just now?"

One of the men noticed Bulut and called to Naya who was walking in front.

Naya looked back at Bulut and said in a cold voice, "I don't know him. Did you see it wrong?"

Blut, who was happy because of his subordinate's words, was poured cold water on him, and his face gradually turned pale.

Naya actually said she didn't know him, even though he hugged and kissed him so passionately that night and took the initiative to pester him.

"The kid didn't look back at you, maybe I was wrong." The subordinate scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Don't affect ordinary citizens, patrol well." Naya knocked on the subordinate's head.

"As ordered."

The subordinates stood up straight and saluted, imitating the style, making the others laugh.

But Bulut couldn't laugh. He returned home in despair, locked himself in a dark and damp small room and held his head without moving.

"It's really a toad that wants to eat swan meat. He is the leader's right-hand man. Can he like a poor boy like you?"

Bulut was angry and cursed himself with a choked voice, scolding himself for overestimating his own capabilities.

The next day, Bulut went out with a pale face, and met Naya who was patrolling the street as usual, but he just walked past Naya expressionlessly, without even giving Naya a spare look.

Naya didn't notice Bulut, just treating him as an unknown passerby.

In the end, Bulut himself was unwilling to run to investigate how Naya left the hotel that morning. He wanted to find out what was going on. No matter how hard Naya pretended not to know him, there was no way he would not show any expression at all.

The results of the investigation were beyond Bulut's expectations. Naya also went to the hotel to look for him. She seemed to not recognize him and kept asking him what he looked like.

The moment he knew the truth, Bulut breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't that Naya didn't like him, but that he couldn't remember what he looked like.

"Yes, it was really hard to remember people when they were so dizzy that night."

Blut plucked his hair in annoyance, angry that he should have gone back to the hotel earlier. If he had gone back earlier, Naya would have known who he was.

But if you miss it, you miss it. There is no regret medicine in this world.

Bulut was not discouraged, and wanted to take the initiative to pursue Naya, but there are too many people who like Naya, both men and women.

Naya has no shortage of suitors at all, and she has always been ruthless and violent towards her suitor Naya.

Bulut knew that it was not possible to come openly, so he chose to guard silently. After all, he was too young at the time and was afraid that Naya would dislike him.

Knowing that he was not worthy of Naya, Bulut worked hard to make money and gave Naya gifts from time to time, all anonymously.

Naya initially threw away the things Bulut sent, but every month Bulut sent them. As time went by, Naya became numb, and the men who collected the gifts also became numb, so they all had to move to Naya's house.

At first, Naya thought it was some disgusting gift, so he didn't open it. After all, someone gave him a pair of boxers that he had worn before, but he was disgusted to death.

Until one day he was really curious and opened the gift box and found that it was full of practical things, such as razors, bandages, band-aids, iodophors, cold medicine, antipyretics, wrist and knee pads, etc. These are all ordinary things. Naya can use it.

Naya frowned when he saw the anti-wolf spray. He didn't know what the other party meant by giving him a man's anti-wolf spray.

Naya also roughly calculated the price. The sum of the seven, seven, eight and eight hundred and eighty-year-olds was 20,000 to 30,000, which was enough to support a family for two or three years in the slums.

Gradually Naya felt that this man was different from other suitors. He did not bother him or send anything to harass him. He just stayed with him silently. He was inexplicably a little moved, but he did not know whether the other person was a boy or a girl. He quickly regained his composure.

In addition, all he had been thinking about was the boy that night, and he was not in any other mood to fall in love.