Later, he was sent to the brothel by the so-called eighth prince, and someone chose Jun Zhan that day.

Jun Zhan was very calm at that time, so calm that he had no emotions.

That night,

Disgusting words, greedy eyes, and the smell of wine were just like those men on that winter night, disgusting.

It's so disgusting.

That's what Jun Zhan thought at that time.

The man was obviously drunk, looking at the boy sitting quietly in the room in a daze, a hint of greed appeared in his eyes. He staggered over and was about to pounce on him, saying, "Come on, come on, I'm happy today, I will definitely give you a lot of money after I finish..."

The boy's lips were even lighter at this moment, and he looked a little pale under the candlelight.

Just when the man was about to pounce on him...

With a "bang" sound,

The whole world has quieted down.

The man widened his eyes, as if he didn't expect a little boy to dare to do something to himself. He cursed and covered his head, stretched out his hand and pulled the boy's wrist, "Grass, be shameless, just die for me..."

One hand was restrained, and Jun Zhan actually took the wine pot on the table next to him and smashed it into the man's head.

The man didn't expect Jun Zhan to take action. He covered his head and watched the blood flow out of his hands. He suddenly felt dark in front of him and dizzy on the ground.

Now,

The world has completely quieted down.

Jun Zhan stood there for a few seconds, and he broke his dislocated wrist without blinking. With a crisp sound of bones, he looked at the unconscious man and took out a dagger expressionlessly...

The smell of wine mixed with blood filled the room.

Jun Zhan solved the man according to the plan he had already thought of, without shaking his hands.

That was Jun Zhan’s first move, and it wouldn’t be the last one.

No one can imagine it,

A half-aged child would implement his plan so cold and meticulously without blinking.

But in the end, if you can't get rid of it, you will be caught back.

At that time, the severe winter had just passed and the ice and snow melted. It was early spring when the sun shone on people, warm.

But Jun Zhan's whole body was cold, and the sunlight fell on his body without a trace of warmth. Even his fingertips were cold, as if he was in an ice cave.

Maybe he was going to be beaten to death alive, but at that time he was really going to die. The boy fell to the ground powerlessly, with his unsightly eyes open and stared at the warm and distant sunshine.

No matter how warm the sun is, it does not belong to him.

The whip was numb enough to feel any pain, as if everything was extremely far away. Jun Zhan seemed to see that cold winter night, the bloody color, and the woman's final decisive expression in an instant.

She said: "Zhan'er, live well."

He has been working hard to live, even if he is humble and cheap.

Because only by living can you feel pain and have the opportunity to take revenge.

If you die, there will be nothing.

But,

He was really, really tired and couldn't hold on.

Sorry...

He may not be able to take revenge.

The boy moved his weak fingertips, as if he wanted to touch something illusory, but eventually he passed through the air and touched nothing.

He looked at the distant sunshine, and a trace of greed flashed through his eyes, and finally he slowly closed his eyes weakly.

Ah my mother,

I'm a little tired, so sleepy, I just want to sleep for a while, and I'll wake up after a while...

The boy closed his eyes quietly, his fingertips drooped weakly, and a faint smile was still on the corner of his lips.

He thought,

Maybe he is liberated.
Chapter completed!