He entered a wealthy family by mistake

Outside the iron gate of the leader's house in District 3.

Haman, who was dressed in a smart suit with a light golden high ponytail, stepped on a man's abdomen. He pulled out his sword from his chest and swung it aside. Blood splashed along the tip of the sword and onto the wall, leaving a shocking line. Shocking bloodstains.

The other man with a broken arm on the ground shook his head desperately when he saw this, tears streaming down his face, "Please... please let me go, let me be a cow or a horse for you, please don't kill me." "

"unnecessary."

Haman looked down at the man on the ground without any emotion on his face. A sword tip sharply scratched the man's neck. The man's eyes widened in horror, and he made a hiccup sound and covered his neck tightly.

He wanted to stop the blood spurting out, but he couldn't stop the bleeding with his hands. After a while, he lay on the ground with his eyes wide open and unresponsive, and a piece of blood fainted under him. .

The 49 men on the side looked at Haman who was going on a killing spree with a sigh on his face. Their sister-in-law was obviously very stupid and soft, but how could she move her hands so fiercely without blinking, and her moves were very clean and neat.

"If Brother 49 makes my sister-in-law unhappy one day, will my sister-in-law also use her sword to kill Brother 49?"

A subordinate standing in front of the iron gate asked the brother next to him in a low voice, with fear on his face.

They say that beautiful flowers have thorns, and this time my subordinates understand what they mean.

"I think it's unlikely. Brother 49 hurts my sister-in-law so much, how could he make her angry?"

49's image in the minds of his subordinates has always been very high, so his subordinates carefully analyzed and stood directly on 49's side.

"That's right. Brother 49 is very precious to my sister-in-law. I really won't make my sister-in-law angry. After all, Brother 49 is not that gangster in Licheng."

The men just said that Licheng was still lying at gunpoint.

"Stay away from Li Cheng's men in the future. The people he brings out must have the same virtues as him."

"Don't worry, don't worry, Licheng's men came from a hundred meters away and I have already disappeared. Whoever gets involved with his men will be damn unlucky, one or two old gangsters."

……

Now not only was Licheng lying with a gun, but his men were also taken out and whipped repeatedly.

"Stop talking and go patrol nearby to see if there are any other enemies."

A subordinate came out of the small courtyard and spoke in a low voice to the two people chatting.

The two people being talked about pointed to the road outside the wall with their chins very calmly, letting the subordinate who talked about them see for himself.

The subordinate looked confused, but he followed their gaze and saw a whole road of corpses. Blood was splattered on the walls. Haman was standing calmly in the middle of the road, wiping away with a handkerchief. There was blood on the sword, and there was no expression on his face from beginning to end.

The corner of the subordinate's mouth twitched. Their sister-in-law's fighting ability was truly unparalleled. She was truly worthy of being the prince's personal knight.

"We didn't take any action. My sister-in-law pulled out her sword and rushed into the crowd to kill her. We didn't dare to get close. The sword was so sharp that it would definitely cut off a person's arm if it touched her."

One of the men chatting sighed and said that he felt a little numb when he thought of Haman just now.

Said their men immediately glared at him, "Brother 49 left you here to protect your sister-in-law, not to let her protect you."

The two subordinates who were lectured again felt a little guilty, but before they could apologize, Haman walked towards them. He put his sword into the scabbard at his waist and said in a calm voice, "I can handle it with a few swords. There is no need to increase casualties."

"Hello, sister-in-law."

The men quickly bowed their heads to say hello.

Haman nodded and looked at the small building in front of him, obviously waiting for 49 to come out.

"Brother 49 and the others should be out soon. The leader of District 3 will not be difficult to deal with now that he has no subordinates by his side." His subordinates comforted Haman.

Haman nodded. He was not worried about 49. He would use his sword to kill everyone here. 49 was more skilled than him and it would be easy to take down the enemies in the building.

Sure enough, after a while, 49 was seen dragging the body of the leader of District 3 out of the building. There was no injury on his body, and the four men following him were also unscathed.

"Hello, brother 49."

The men came from all directions and nodded in unison.

"Ah."

49 said in a low voice, he threw the body of the leader of District 3 to the ground, took off his gloves and threw it on the leader of District 3, then walked out of the iron gate.

He stopped in front of Haman and carefully checked whether Haman was injured.

Haman raised his head and looked at 49 with bright light gold eyes. He didn't say anything, but he looked at 49 asking if everything was okay.

"Nothing."

49 hugged Haman upright, raised his head and kissed Haman.

Haman raised his hands to wipe the blood from 49's face with his sleeves, and wiped it carefully.

49's mouth curved a little more, and he kissed Haman again.

"There is blood on my face too. I just wiped it off. It's dirty."

Haman put down his hands and looked down at 49 who was holding him.

"If there is any dirt, you can wipe it clean."

49 said, caressing Haman's fair face with his fingertips, raised his head and kissed him again.

Haman got used to being kissed by 49 and didn't resist or get angry. He sat obediently on 49's arm and let 49 hold him.

The men were also numb, so they moved the body of the leader of District 3 into the trunk and closed the car lid forcefully.

"Brother 49, you can go meet Mr. Shen and the others."

The subordinates quickly came to 49 and reported respectfully.

"Call the brothers and head to the gate of Area 3."

"Yes."

The subordinates immediately accepted the order and raised their hands to let all the subordinates around get on the bus.

49 carried Haman into the back seat of the car. More than a dozen cars left the residence of the leader of District 3 in a majestic manner. Whether it was in the building, the yard or around the wall, they were all dead. The smell of blood was strong in the air.

Residents living nearby were lying by the windows, covering their mouths with their hands and not daring to make a sound, witnessing the massacre in horror.

Although 49 and the others installed silencers on their weapons and did not make any fighting sounds, the wailing sounds could still be heard by people nearby. They looked around curiously, and then they saw 49 and they broke into the building of the leader of the 3rd district and killed a lot. , The subordinates of the leader of District 3 have no resistance at all.

"Hahaha, die well, die well, hahaha."

An uncle's laughter came from one of the old buildings, but he burst into tears when he smiled. Many people did the same. Anyone standing by the window could see them covering their faces and crying. , heartbroken.

Perhaps some of them have lost their children, their husbands, their wives, and their irreplaceable people in this world...

Haman in the car, he was sitting on 49's lap with his head down, feeling depressed.

49 He covered Haman’s ears with his hands to prevent him from listening.

Haman looked up at 49 with a sad expression.

It was only after he came to the slums that he realized what purgatory on earth was. It was not a place for people to live. The sanitation was poor, the streets were full of drunks, and there were women's screams and cries everywhere, as well as the fear of children. .

"It won't be long before these scum will disappear and their lives will get better."

49 gently pressed Haman's head into his arms, and placed a gentle kiss on Haman's brow.

Haman hugged 49 and nodded, his head buried in 49's neck, his eyes a little red.

He has been walking around the aristocratic and royal circles since he was a child. It is normal for him to be shocked when he sees such a miserable slum for the first time.

He knew that slums existed, but in the slums he imagined, everyone had enough to eat, but was not rich.

But he didn't expect that the reality of slums was killing, no human rights, and life worse than that of livestock.

Haman raised his head from the crook of his neck, with tears in his eyes.

49 lowered his head and kissed away the tears from the corners of Haman's eyes, followed by Haman's nose and lips, slowly deepening the gap between them.

He comforted Haman and comforted him with kisses.

Haman closed his eyes and embraced 49's kiss. Tears fell from the corners of his eyes and dripped onto the dangling sapphire earrings.

The man on the driver's seat put his hand to his mouth and cleared his throat in a low voice, pretending to be fine and driving with one hand.

The man in the passenger seat lowered his head and blushed, not daring to look at the man driving.

He seemed to be sitting uncomfortable, he moved around, and immediately grabbed the car door when the car bumped up, biting his lip with a painful expression on his face.

The man driving the car noticed his reaction and immediately slowed down and coughed softly.

The uncomfortable people's faces turned redder and redder to the point of bleeding. The atmosphere in the whole car was extremely ambiguous.