Came Back as an Heiress After My Ex-Fiancé Made Me Blind novel Chapter 381

Hunter stepped into the Haier Temple, with the fragrance of sandalwood lingering in the air, and the chanting of sutras continuously coming from afar.

Not far away, there was an ancient tree towering into the sky, its branches adorned with red prayer ribbons, and the crowd bustling around, joining hands in prayer, each with their own wishes.

The weather was very good today, and the bright sunlight bathed the earth.

Hunter looked at the vigorous ancient tree, his eyes gradually becoming distant, remembering the scene when he first saw Victoria.

It was also a beautiful day...

...

"Hunter, I am your elder!"

In a foreign country, in a luxuriously decorated dim room, a middle-aged man knelt on the ground, with countless guns pointed at his head, looking furious and trembling at the man who was giving orders on the sofa.

The man's lips curled into a smile, looking down at him, "Oh, elders... Uncle Gutso, what good things did you do ten days ago that you, do need me, your junior, to remind you?"

As soon as the middle-aged man heard this, his expression instantly became fearful.

Ten days ago, he leaked information about Hunter to someone else...

He did it so discreetly, how could Hunter have known?!

"Marko Gutso, you should know that I hate betrayers the most." The man stood up from the sofa, his peach blossom eyes carrying a tantalizing smile in the darkness, "I remember, today is Uncle Gutso's fiftieth birthday, so naturally, this junior has to give you a gift."

After Hunter finished speaking, he beckoned to the subordinate on the side.

Alex immediately brought up the gift.

Marko looked over and saw a silver dagger with a glass of wine next to it.

What does this mean?

Before Marko could react, Hunter picked up the dagger and approached him. In an instant, Marko's screams echoed throughout the room.

His ears...

His ears were cut off!

Marko's body twitched in pain, blood oozing out, but the next moment, he saw his severed ear being thrown into the wine glass!

The golden wine was tainted with crimson blood streaks.

The corners of Hunter's lips hooked up into a sly smile, "With this glass of wine, we're toasting Uncle Gutso on his fiftieth birthday."

Marko's eyes widened in horror as he looked at the man in front of him tremblingly. His eyes seemed like they were about to split open, like he was staring at a demon in hell.

This glass of wine was soaking his ears...

Marko was so frightened that his body trembled, his limbs went weak, and he wanted to run.

However, his subordinates had already restrained him, lifting the cup to his lips and pouring it down his throat...

"Let's use this cup of wine to send Uncle Gutso on his final journey."

The man's tone was light as if pronouncing a verdict. After speaking, he turned and walked to the window, leaving behind the room filled with the scent of blood and the sound of screams.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, but inside was bloody and dark.

He had long been accustomed to this, standing boredly in front of the window, and unintentionally saw a girl in a white dress being entangled by a group of vagrants on the street.

From a short distance, he could see that the girl had an extremely beautiful face. Under the bright sunlight, her skin was glowing white, beautiful and clean, out of place on this foreign street.

Being surrounded by five dirty vagrants was her unfortunate disaster.

This did not arouse his pity. He stood in the shadows by the window on the second floor, watching this scene calmly.

However, the next moment, things developed beyond his expectations.

The seemingly beautiful and weak girl easily knocked the crap out of that group of vagrants.

As if noticing his gaze, the girl suddenly raised her head and looked in his direction.

The sun was shining brightly, and the wind blew through the treetops, blowing her light and elegant white dress.

The girl stood in the sunlight and looked at him in the shadows.

Hunter was slightly stunned. Behind him were the dark and bloody screams, while in front of him was the girl in the sunlight, clean and beautiful, something to yearn for...

The group of vagrants who were beaten away gathered a group of accomplices and surrounded her again.

Hunter knew he wasn't a good person, nor did he have a kind heart, but at that moment, he felt a protective instinct towards her.

He appeared and took her away from the group of dirty and smelly vagrants.