Chapter 1837: After Raising the Good Baby, I Faked My Death 31

Wen Si Luo came out of the hidden door and happened to see the criminals who didn't want to be blown up here pushing the already unsupported Eld and Wen Zhu onto the auction stage.

They knelt before Jin Chen, devoid of dignity.

Zhengyi had entered before Wen Si Luo and already told Wen Zhu of Wen Si Luo's 'death news'; even kneeling, Wen Zhu was smiling, laughing at himself for finally killing this calamity he had personally brought.

But the moment Wen Si Luo appeared, his smile stopped abruptly, feeling even more ridiculous than tears of grief.

"How could this..."

Wen Zhu lifted his head maniacally, giving Zhengyi, who had no intention of saving him at all, a sharp and venomous glance.

Zhengyi: "..."

What the hell, why did Wen Si Luo suddenly tell Wen Zhu the 'death news'?

And just how many people's plans are involved here! How they're nested layer upon layer!

"Wen Si Luo! Come save me! Don't you want to live!"

Eld shouted angrily, fierce as a vulture, yet his aged decline was already evident, no longer resembling the overlord who ruled the entire underground city.

Wen Si Luo walked forward slowly, tightening the gauntlet on his fist as he went; the extreme black and fair skin intertwined, and his hatred was deep and vivid.

"You've ruined my plan."

Wen Si Luo ignored the glances cast upon him, walked to Jin Chen's side, lifted his eyes to look at him, his dark gaze hinting at grievance.

"Brother, you're disobedient."

Jin Chen moved the microphone aside, pulled Wen Si Luo into his embrace, hugged him, and hurriedly coaxed: "Be good, brother won't compete with you."

"Guabao will kill them himself; I'll stand guard for you."

Below, the criminals who hadn't managed to catch Eld in time and could only stay as spectators fell into silence.

Turns out it's just revenge!

What's the point of all this fuss, even tanks have come out!

But they only dared to mutter in their hearts.

Whoever controls the firepower is the big boss.

Seeing that Jin Chen had no intention of continuing the topic of obedience here, Wen Si Luo subtly twitched the corner of his mouth and gave an affirmative hum.

Wen Si Luo was the first to approach Wen Zhu, who had fallen to the ground along with his wheelchair, still clinging to a last shred of dignity and trying to pull his blanket tighter.

"Wen Zhu, do you regret it?"

Wen Si Luo slowly crouched beside Wen Zhu, grimly pulling his hair to force him to look up so everyone below could see clearly.

"If it weren't for you, none of this would be happening."

"Brother wouldn't have left me for five years either."

Wen Si Luo's tone was light, eerily as if possessed by an evil spirit, delicate yet hollow, nothing left but killing intent.

"Ha… ha!"

Wen Zhu gasped in anguish, the chains embedded in his legs jostled by the violent movement, pain unbearable.

"I only regret… not killing you sooner! At least…"

Wen Zhu suddenly shuddered his shoulders, gave a mad low laugh, his pupils trembling amidst his hair, and fixed his gaze on Wen Si Luo, the person he no longer felt familiar with.

"At least that way, I could keep you…… ha! At the time you most resembled your mother!"

Wen Si Luo's eyes were icy cold; he violently threw off the blanket covering him and yanked the chain out.

"Ah!!!!"

Wen Zhu looked as if his flesh had been stripped away, revealing his ugly beastly form, trembling before everyone's eyes, with not even a shred of dignity or face left.

Below his knees was an empty void, rotting and ulcerated.

Once the fighting champion and absolute ruler of the underground city's arena, he ended up as a cripple.

The spectators below, all ruthless villains, merely exchanged subtle glances at this scene, their bloodlust stirred, actually filling the place with cheers.

How ironic.

Wen Si Luo snorted, seized Wen Zhu's struggling neck, forced him to face all this, his tone mocking.

"Look, you're so embarrassing, like trash."

"Oh… you are trash."

Zhengyi, still Wen Zhu's hired bodyguard, muttered a low curse, deeply regretting getting involved in this mess, and slipped away unseen.

Jin Chen caught it in his peripheral vision, glanced at Duoluoge, and signaled to send someone after him.

Duoluoge: "..."

You sure know how to give orders smoothly.

"Ah!"

Another miserable cry rang out as a sharp dagger stabbed into Wen Zhu's nape, and he crashed heavily down onto the auction stage again.

【Detected Villain Blackening Value -30, total 65!】

Warm blood spurted onto the face of the pressed Eld beside him; he inexplicably trembled, feigned calm, took a few deep breaths, his lips quivering: "Wen Si Luo! You can't kill me!"

Wen Si Luo tossed aside the broken half of the dagger lodged in Wen Zhu's body, coldly lifted his eyelids, his dark pupils letting in no light at all.

"Aren't you afraid of death…… the antidote to the underground city's deadly poison is known only to me, and you all!"

Eld forced himself to struggle a bit, turned with half his face bloody, collapsed onto the auction stage, and roared with all his might: "Among you…… could there not be many I've poisoned!"

"If you don't save me, you'll all die!"

Crack!

In response to Eld's impotent fury, Jin Chen casually snapped his fingers, and the sound of ten tank vehicles beginning to aim their cannons rang out, uniform and synchronized.

The criminals below: "..."

They dared not move.

Didn't dare to move.

Being poisoned to death would at least involve clinging to life, but this means utter annihilation!

Jin Chen tapped the microphone, solemnly saying: "Mr. Eld, don't disturb the game rules, obediently let my wife kill you."

Wen Si Luo heard this, quickly glanced, awkwardly forced a faint smile, and lowered head without speaking.

Eld: "……"

Crazy!

They again stared fixedly at Duoluoge: "Your methods… you found a pervert as an assassin."

Duoluoge stayed silent for two seconds, then adjusted the collar.

I actually wanted to say I didn't do anything; it's all damn being led by the nose by this person.

Wen Si Luo's extremely long eyelashes drooped, covering the gray-dark pupils, somewhat at a loss looking toward Jin Chen.

What about the antidote, brother?

Wen Si Luo actually had a faint suspicion deep down, but didn't dare confirm; if Yunran wasn't the antidote storage deliberately arranged by Eld, Wen Si Luo would lose the bet.

Jin Chen suddenly stepped forward, pulled Wen Si Luo into the embrace, purring.

Don't listen to his nonsense, brother has a way.

Eld's expression of just having risen with joy stiffened: "Impossible."

Nobody knows where the antidote is……

Yunran knows how to prepare the antidote.

Jin Chen impatiently interrupted Eld's muttering, murderous aura leaking: "Any more nonsense?"

Eld was utterly despairing.

The last layer of chips was also gone……

Several side doors of the auction hall were wide open.

The subordinates and assassination squad that should have received Eld were all forcibly blocked by the tank on the stage, nobody dared to go forward.

Jin Chen's long, distinct fingers hooked Wen Si Luo's hand to play, then tapped the microphone again: "The game continues."

Jin Chen kicked Eld off the auction stage, the old man smashed onto the steps, head bleeding, mental state worse than ever: "Eld is dead, the tank will withdraw."

The people intimidated by the tank were restless again, but many also harbored ill will toward staring at Jin Chen and Wen Si Luo; the taste of being provoked with their lives was not pleasant.

They first wanted to kill this person, not everyone wants to be used as a pawn.

By the way, add one more thing.

Jin Chen slightly tilted head, handsome brows and eyes revealing sharpness, sweeping over every ill-intentioned person; tone nevertheless light and breezy.

To prevent certain people from nursing grudges, I hereby inform everyone: all your criminal records are with me.

Whoever dares to keep an eye on me and Wen Si Luo will have their name appear in the corresponding country's Supreme Supervision Bureau.

Upon these words, the many eyes secretly staring widened in astonishment, slightly fearful they looked away, no longer daring to have any other thoughts.

In just a few minutes, Eld was beaten to death by a crowd.

The state of death was gruesome, unbearable to behold.

The bloody smell spread throughout the auction hall.

Wen Si Luo's eyelashes twitched, turned sideways, buried head in Jin Chen's embrace, gently exhaled; the arm wrapped in bandages encircled Jin Chen's waist.

【Detected Villain Blackening Value -20, total 45!】