Chapter 83: Using blood to attract thunder!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh-!!!"
Following a scream from the old man in white robe, the red robe believers kept scratching with their hands.
"It's just right to let him live for a while, so that he can be used as a high-ranking believer as a sacrifice to the god Ra!"
Tutankhamun suddenly opened his mouth, revealing a row of big white teeth.
clatter! clatter! clatter!
He walked slowly towards the night residence.
After dealing with the old man in white robe, Tutankhamun was very happy. He established an image of fairness and selflessness for his believers and also warned other senior believers.
Now, there is only one thing left.
"Your Excellency, stay overnight. I think we should have a very pleasant chat!"
Ye Su did not answer. He stared at Old John. Why didn't he say a word? Since there were other candidates for the sacrifice, what was he still worried about?
Because of Tutankhamun? According to Ye Su's understanding of the former, he must have known that he had successfully obtained a place in the [Hanging City] and wanted to do something in front of those gods. At worst... he could just give in.
He is a gentleman, not a saint!
When I stay overnight, I just hope that the people around me are alive and well, that's all.
Looking at this little old man, under normal circumstances, he would have smiled and hugged his shoulders.
Suddenly, a sentence that Tutankhamun said to the old man in white robe flashed through Ye Su’s mind.
"You and the coal mine accident five years ago..."
"Old John, do you know something? Tell me...Tell me!"
Immediately.
Ye Su looked up at Tutankhamun, who still had a blank expression on his face and walked towards him without any movement.
clatter! clatter! clatter!
The steps are long and heavy.
"Mr. Ye Su, I think we are destined to be together. I heard that after you came out of the slums..."
"Tutankhamun, I want to ask you whether the mining accident you just mentioned five years ago is true or not!"
"oh!?"
"Mr. Ye Su would care about this? Of course it's fake. How could that stupid old man have such ability? He just happened to think of using him to take the blame."
Tutankhamun's big white teeth became more and more ostentatious, as if it was just an insignificant matter.
"So...it's about you!"
"So what if it is? So what if it isn't?"
Old John suddenly moved, "Let's go, Master Ye Su, let's go!" He hugged Ye Su's thighs, "Let's go home, okay?"
Ye Su’s pupils suddenly shrank, and many fragments came together.
"So it's... because of this!?"
He looked down at Old John.
"Old John, do you know that Leah's parents can no longer go home because of these people! How can I bear it?"
Ye Su's voice was filled with anger and sadness, and the fire in his eyes was burning again.
"The world is so unfair, Lord Ye Su, you have done enough over the years, please be patient!" Old John gritted his teeth and hugged Lord Ye Su's thighs tightly, as if he was afraid that he would do something more impulsive.
Ye Su's eyes remained unmoved, and he didn't seem to be shaken by Old John's persuasion. However, when Liya was mentioned, his expression shook slightly.
"Lord Ye Su, please, at least consider Leah. I'm old...she still needs your care. What will she do if something happens to you?" Old John's voice was pleading.
Ye Su was silent for a moment, the anger in his eyes gradually subsided, but the pain in his heart became deeper.
"Liya..."
Thoughts of staying overnight gradually drift away.
New Divine Calendar, 00094.
At the junction of the slums and the urban area, next to the digital store.
A thin young man was leaning against the railing, his eyes were deep, yet revealed a hint of sadness.
In front of him was a stall selling kushari.
"Brother Ye Su, stop writing those poems. Look, I learned to do somersaults. Hehe, isn't it cool?"
A girl about eleven or twelve suddenly appeared beside the young man and spoke to him with a smile.
As she said this, the little girl couldn't wait to show Ye Su the skill she had just learned - somersaults. She turned her body flexibly, like a happy little bird.
Liya: ?????? ?? ??
The young man couldn't help but smile, his chest rose and fell, and the pen in his hand seemed to tremble slightly. He seemed to be writing something, but his eyes stayed on the little girl, his eyes were full of pampering and tenderness.
"Brother Ye Su, when do you think mom and dad will be back? It won't take four years and a week to treat my brother!"
Ye Su didn't answer, but gently touched her head.
"Brother Ye Su, do you think they have encountered any difficulties? If...if they really have encountered difficulties, shouldn't they come back and solve them together as a family?"
"Brother Ye Su...Brother Ye Su..."
Leah chirped non-stop like a lark.
Huhuhu——! ! !
At this time, the wind blew away a page of paper that the young man had clipped on his notebook, blowing it further and further away...
There seemed to be something written on that piece of paper.
I am walking on my own path in life.
Right and wrong, yes and no,
Success and failure, life and death,
You have to judge for yourself every step of the way.
Don't be assimilated by the joyful sounds of the flutes,
Don't be swayed by the crowd.
Being swayed, being followed by others,
If it fails, it will return as ashes.
Let the wind and frost carve into my brows!
In the year 00095 of the New God Calendar, hundreds of corpses were taken to the slums for people to claim.
Liya hugged Ye Su tightly.
.........
just now.
“??(???*)Hahahahahahahahaha——”
Ye Su laughed loudly at the night sky.
If I can tolerate the injustice in this world...then what have I been insisting on for more than ten years!
"In this world, there will always be people who get hurt, so I want to go to the [Hanging City] and ask those servants of the gods, those high and mighty gods...
Why! ?
No matter what the outcome is.
I wonder if the blood should have splattered higher!
Isn't the noise louder? Isn't it more likely that more people will hear it? "
"The world is so unfair... the world is so unfair... the world is so unfair..."
These words still echoed in Ye Su's ears. He looked down at Old John, his eyes mixed with light and darkness.
Rumble——! ! !
At this moment, pale lightning flashed across the chaotic clouds.
The rain is pouring down.
A thunderstorm like the wrath of God poured down upon the open courtyard of the temple, and ripples were reflected in the puddles.
A black suit was thrown high into the rain.
"There is so much injustice in this world. Blood leads to... thunder!"
With a roar from Ye Su, he threw a punch with great force, straight at Tutankhamun's face. His movements were as fast as lightning, almost impossible to see clearly, and Tutankhamun was very close, so the guards around him didn't even have time to react.
This punch seemed to contain endless anger and unwillingness, as if it completely ignited the anger in Ye Su's heart. Ye Su's eyes were full of determination and firmness, as if he wanted to vent all the injustice.
After one punch.
Tutankhamun's iconic big white teeth were no longer complete. The front tooth in the center was knocked off, drew an arc in the air, and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Tutankhamun covered his mouth, his face full of pain, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.
He widened his eyes and looked at Ye Su in disbelief. He had never expected Ye Su to suddenly attack, nor had he expected that his body would not be able to withstand such an ordinary blow.
Ye Su stood there, panting, looking at the miserable condition of Tutankhamun.
There was still a trace of anger on his face.
But it is more of a sense of relief.
With a hint of pleasure flashing in his eyes.
"??(???*)Hahahaha, I've been wanting to punch you with your big white teeth for a long time!"
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(ps: | ?)??The Egyptian Circle chapter is gradually coming to an end, Lin Qiye... is about to appear, but I am missing the name of the supporting character, ahem... Who are the good friends of the readers? )