"Although the Seventh Young Master is only thirteen years old, his style is already a complete man. All the sufferings are carried on one shoulder. The old slave also offered to help pay off the debt, but the seventh young master sent the money back to the old slave as it was......"

Uncle Nan's voice was a little choked, and he turned his head and wiped the moist corners of his eyes.

"Your pension money. He wouldn't want it. ”

Ye Luo took a deep breath, patted Uncle Nan's shoulder, and asked, "Where is the Broken Gold Mansion, I'll go and redeem the lonely city." ”

Uncle Nan said an address, he wanted to follow Ye Luo, but was stopped by Ye Luo.

She was alone.

It is the responsibility of the eldest sister to bring her younger brother home.

Broken Gold Mansion, on Blackstone Street.

This street is not prosperous, the road is made of black stone slabs, and there are people of all religions and nine classes on the street, poor people in rags, mercenaries in beast skin armor, Hakka people with horses' ass, ronins with broad swords at their waists, and kiln sisters with flowers.

Located on the west side of Blackstone Street, the Broken Gold Mansion has four attics, and the black brick walls are covered with gray-green vines.

Black attic, red lacquered door, felt curtains. Two bronzed-skinned gatekeepers, tall in stature, with tangled muscles in their arms, combed in long braids and tied with gold clasps.

As soon as Ye Luo appeared, the two bronze-skinned gatekeepers had a silver and evil look on their faces, and their presumptuous gazes swept back and forth on her graceful body.

"Little girl, come and borrow money?" Flirtatious tone.

Ye Luo frowned: "No, come to find Lao Jin."

Lao Jin is the leader of the Broken Gold Mansion.

The two gatekeepers immediately put away the silver evil's gaze, and only let the beautiful girl go directly in front of the prey of the leader.

Ye Luo sneered.

She stepped into the hall, and a scent that was so strong that it was almost pungent came to the surface.

The lord of the Broken Gold Mansion is the Hu people. Spice lover. The smell of pepper, fennel, nutmeg, and cloves wafted from the incense burners placed in the four corners.

"Yo, what did Lao Tzu see, a lost bird?"

Directly above the hall, a tall and strong man with a full 1.9 meters tall, his complexion was bronzed, and his hair was black and shiny, as if he had smeared a whole bottle of sesame oil. Old gold is inlaid with gold teeth, with large golden hoop earrings, and even the handle of the whip in his hand is golden.

"Hahaha! Good luck today, two pretty little birds. ”

Old Jin was thirty-five years old, with a black beard, and he looked older than his actual age. His golden whip slapped on the boy's face tied to the black stone pillar.

Ye Gucheng was tied into a zongzi, and he was covered with whip marks.

The blood was densely strewn and intertwined into a web, and there was a thrilling beauty in his particularly fair complexion.

"I'll pay you back how much he borrowed from you."

Ye Luo's thin lips moved slightly, and his voice was like a cold pool.

She saw that Ye Gucheng was covered with bloodstains, and the bloodstains were also sealed with a grease-like film, which was honey. Attracted by the sweetness of honey, countless ants and mosquitoes crawled onto his wounds and gnawed wildly.

She saw that Ye Gucheng was stripped of his pants, and the important parts were so undignified, showing in front of all the beasts in this room, she trembled.

"Little beauty, do you want to pay back for this kid?"

A cruel smile appeared on Lao Jin's meaty face, "He borrowed a full 20,000 silver coins from our Broken Gold Mansion!" Sell the two of you together to the chicken yard, and you won't be able to pay off so much debt! ”