AWITTGABAGIWOBAFOAP Chapter 19

Chapter 19: Found the Baby! “Don’t leave the baby behind…”…

Chapter 19: Found the Baby! “Don’t leave the baby behind…”…

Blood-colored Thorns was in the hands of that foolish, ignorant human.

Ka’lier’s eyes were scarlet, his five internal organs were burning with anger, and he was trembling all over.

“Give it back to me!”

Inlun Jian bypassed the crowd, lowered his eyes and pressed on the scorching gun at his waist, a symbol of the revival of something that had been silent for ten thousand years.

How could this be…

To verify his guess, Inlun Jian gripped the gun handle and shot in Ka’lier’s direction.

Bang!

Hearing the gunshot, the crowd scattered in an instant. However, what left the muzzle was not a bullet, but a burst of red mist.

Obscuring the sight of pedestrians, Inlun keenly tilted his head. A blade grazed his neck, and blood beads slowly flowed into his shirt.

“Blood-colored Thorns, is it easy to use?” A strange voice sounded from behind. Inlun turned the gun, but was grabbed by the wrist by a brute force. Under the red mist, the danger disappeared and hid.

His wrist bone was crushed alive. Inlun frowned but still refused to let go. A punch hit into the mist, and he gasped for breath, “Whether it’s easy to use, I’ll decide…”

Ka’lier dodged the attack with a sneer, and faint spiritual power flickered in his red pupils. Inlun on the opposite side was stunned and lost his mind.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch Blood-colored Thorns, the back of his hand felt warmth. The mist was about to dissipate, and Ka’lier made eye contact with the dignified Inlun.

“Got you.”

The clear and cold voice was as calm as Inlun himself, and his eyes were always filled with clarity.

Ka’lier frowned. Looking down, he saw that Blood-colored Thorns’ bullet had pierced his shoulder blade, and no blood flowed from the hollow wound.

Inlun, who was originally sure of victory, became confused at this moment, staring incredulously at Ka’lier’s wound, and said word by word, “You are not a living person…”

The residents scattered in the mist wanted to cry without tears. They originally gathered in the central district to catch the bastard who was impersonating Lord Ka’lier.

Most people wanted to watch the show and see how the Jian family, who admired Lord Ka’lier, would deal with the imposter, after all, the Upper Trash District’s rules were supreme.

Everyone thought so, so the central area was crowded, and the City Management Bureau had to come out to maintain order and catch the impersonator.

Many people waited from midnight to dawn. When they found that the counterfeit “Ka’lier” showed no sign of coming, people were about to give up, when a red-eyed man appeared and started fighting with the City Management Bureau without saying a word.

Everyone praised, how brave!

But soon the interest in watching the show waned, after all, when the City Management Bureau took action, the Underground City trembled.

But another thing successfully attracted everyone’s attention, that was that no weapon could hurt the red-eyed man.

The usually mighty City Management Bureau was at a loss at this moment.

It was also quite fun to see their own people suffer.

What the City Management Bureau didn’t expect was why Inlun Jian suddenly came here and fought with the red-eyed man.

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Song Ningwan naturally knew that his student Ka’lier and Inlun Jian would meet. At this moment, the central area of the Upper Trash District should be turned upside down.

After all, Ka’lier used to cherish that gun very much.

No one could touch it.

Artificial sunlight was blocked by dark clouds and no longer illuminated the Underground City. A towering building was shrouded in mist, vaguely hinting at unpleasant emotions.

When the City Management Team learned that there were dangerous elements attacking, they were disdainful at first, but when they heard that Inlun Jian was also at the scene fighting with the gangsters and almost ‘injured’, they were shocked and dispatched all members, fearing that the young master would get a scratch.

Now it’s probably empty, with only a few people left guarding the base outside.

First, he had to determine where the City Management Bureau had taken the children.

He certainly couldn’t break in rashly to watch the gate. If he was shot as an assassin, all his previous efforts would be in vain.

Song Ningwan fell into deep thought, lowered his eyes and saw the dirt and gravel on the ground, and was slightly stunned.

He squatted down and dipped his index finger in some dirt, rubbed it and smeared it on his face.

His clothes had long been torn into rags, stained with dried blood, looking very scruffy and unkempt.

After everything was done, Song Ningwan shouted and swayed as if he was starving to the point of madness, “Please give me some food, I’m very hungry… Heaven, have mercy…”

“Who’s there!”

With a thud, he attracted the attention of the few people who were silently standing guard. A skinny man seemed to be starving mad.

They raised their guns and walked over, kicking Song Ningwan with their toes, and found that the corpse had not returned to life.

“Not dead, probably fainted from hunger, right? Kill him and save some trouble.”

“No, there’s a shortage of people below, just throw him in, and we don’t have to go to the slums to catch people.”

“But this person is inexplicable…”

“Then shouldn’t we throw him in and let them bite each other?”

The whispering disappeared. Song Ningwan was forcibly grabbed by the back of his collar and dragged forward. The gravel rubbed against his flesh and tore it open, and blood splattered.

Fortunately, he had enough endurance to hold back from groaning.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Ningwan was in so much pain that his mind was dizzy. He vaguely noticed that a door was opened.

“Go in! Go and welcome your new life.”

As soon as the words fell, he felt the loss of gravity disappear. Song Ningwan was thrown out and his back hit the ground, and he couldn’t help but groan in pain.

The creaking sound was long and lingering.

After the door was closed, there was silence. Song Ningwan opened his eyes and quickly observed his surroundings. There was no one inside.

But from the clues, it could be seen that humans had lived here.

An iron cage was set in the house. He reached out and touched it without feeling anything. It was very likely to prevent people from escaping.

“Hiss!” The wound throbbed faintly. If it wasn’t treated in time, it could easily become infected.

But there were no medical tools here, maybe those people didn’t plan to let him out alive.

Thinking of this, his calm face became cold again, good job, City Management Bureau.

A faint breathing sound came from somewhere, melting the ice and snow, and warmth unconsciously revealed.

He lightened his footsteps and walked to the other end of the cage. Under the darkness, a thin body was curled up, and golden hair fell down.

His breath stagnated. Song Ningwan squatted down and carefully hugged Allen in his arms, gently stroking his head with his palm.

“Allen…”

The sleeping child huddled in the man’s arms, and the interlaced green and purple were reflected on his fair skin, making him look pitiful.

Song Ningwan’s voice was hoarse, and he touched his cheek with his fingertips with heartache, and whispered, “Does it hurt?”

Although he wasn’t his own child, little Allen’s well-behaved and cute appearance made him feel pity.

His fragile neck was stained with blood. Song Ningwan’s eyes turned cold. He looked for wounds on Allen’s body. Nothing happened. It turned out that the blood from his chest had seeped out.

“Dad…”

A weak sob came from his chest. At that moment, a hand was raised and placed under Allen’s eyes to wipe away the tears.

“Baby misses Daddy… don’t want Baby… Daddy,” Allen cried with a hoarse voice, and even his eyes were red. He was at a loss and stunned.

Besides joy, reunion after a long absence is heartache.

Song Ningwan’s heart softened, and he coaxed the child in a soft voice, saying that it was red paint, just fake.

He finally managed to calm Allen’s emotions. Song Ningwan breathed a sigh of relief, watching the child hug his arm and refuse to let go, so he asked softly, “Do you know Inlun? Your brother.”

“Brother?” Allen didn’t speak, and after a long time, he nodded slightly, “Brother In… is he here to find Ai Ai?”

As expected, Allen Jian was the Jian family’s lost youngest son.

Song Ningwan smiled, touched Allen’s head, and rubbed his bright golden hair, “Yes, is he good to you, or do you like brother Inlun?”

After a long time, no reply was received. Little Allen lowered his eyes and stared at the ground without speaking.

Song Ningwan naturally put his hand on his smooth back neck and stroked it carefully, “What’s wrong? You don’t like him? Or has he hurt you? Tell Daddy, be good.”

“Dad…” Allen suddenly threw himself into the man’s arms.

“Don’t cry.” Song Ningwan comforted, “Do you want to go home? If you don’t want to, just follow me, okay?”

Although it was a bit vicious to abduct other people’s children like this, Song Ningwan never said that he was a good person.

Allen was so soft, cute, well-behaved, and obedient, much more lovely than his rebellious students in the past.

“Want Daddy… want Grandpa,”

Allen’s grandfather should be Bilin, the behind-the-scenes master who ruled the Upper Trash District in the rumors.

He was also the one who set the rules.

“Then do you like Grandpa?”

As soon as Song Ningwan opened his mouth, the child’s originally dim eyes lit up instantly, and the excited emotions could see that Allen was very happy.

“Like Grandpa… want to go home, Baby wants to go home… Daddy go home.”

Song Ningwan asked again, “Baby wants to go home, right? I won’t force you. If Bilin is good to you, then go back, after all, you are still named Jian.”

“Go home! Daddy take Baby home…” Allen raised his hand and grabbed Song Ningwan, who was about to walk forward. Suddenly, the iron door was opened.