Genius Doctor Bermoth
Chapter 428 Men's Tears Will Not Be Easy to Drip
Then a middle-aged man dressed in long, dull clothes stepped towards the crowd.
He looked firm, he had a sharp facial expression, both of his eyebrows were thick, his lips were thick and his forehead was wide, but his back was a bit slouching.
“Master Zoldyc!”
“Master Zoldyc!”
“How is Master Zoldyc!”
Lavore's family people immediately nodded their heads greeting this middle-aged man upon hearing his name.
Although they called out in a friendly and polite manner, Vincent felt the expressions on the faces of the men looking a little insulting and insinuating.
Their honor does not come from the heart.
“Hmm.”
The middle-aged man broke through the crowd and nodded, then continued walking all the way to the face of vincent.
Vincent closed his eyes, saying nothing.
He knew this person, but he was sure this person did not necessarily recognize him.
But he shows up, which means he's connected to Estinen and Estela, so they might as well know Vincent's identity...
The reality is, only that person is capable of stopping himself.
Because this person is Elva Lavore's husband, Zoldyc Lavore!
Zoldyc is a strict and very traditional person, after Elva raised him as a child, Zoldyc did not refuse in the slightest, even sometimes he likes to tease Vincent, Vincent, but because Vincent is not too much related to him so it is not too close, but by looking at the position of Elva, then Vincent also at least respect him...
“Master Bermoth, you come with me first, I will explain a few things to you, are you ready?” Zoldyc looked at Vincent with a mixed expression, and said softly.
“You also want to persuade myself?” Vincent said in a hoarse voice.
He not only wants revenge for Jane, but also for Elva, so does Zoldyc want to oppose him.
Is his heart so cold?
Then even so Zoldyc's fist clenched tightly, he gritted his teeth and his eyes turned red, and tried to say : “My son, you. You listen to my words.”.
His tone was almost begging.
Vincent temporarily paused his intention, then looked towards Zoldyc.
No matter how long it takes, then Vincent said in a hoarse voice: “Alright, I will give you one chance, I will hear what you say!”
Finished talking, Vincent stepped into a warehouse beside him. Zoldyc also hurried to follow him.
“Uncle Zoldyc, you should be able to persuade Vincent !” Estinen who was at the door quietly prayed.
At the moment it seems that only Zoldyc can be used...
Seeing the crowd outside is still a lot, Estinen immediately shouted: “There is nothing, everyone disperse, let's disperse!”
“Kak Estinen, who is that person, and what exactly is this?” There were people who asked in an incomprehensible tone.
“oh, he's just a guest of the Lavore Family, you don't have to be surprised, what broke through the Lavore Family house, nothing, just don't talk about the thing that just happened, ok? Anyone who carelessly talks, then later the elders will skin him!”
“Good, Sister Estinen!”
Those people were still prickly but their eyes still looked confused
Estinen lazily explained to these people, she rushed over to the old man lying on the ground, then swept him up.
“Uncle Weber, are you okay?” Estinen asked carefully.
“I.. I'm fine, it's just that the flow of chi is not so smooth... “ Uncle Weber tried to breathe a few times, it looked quite weak.
“Hospital? No need... no need, I'll just rest, later will recover by myself.”
“Uncle Weber, is not your silat science high enough, why can this be? Don't-don't because of old disease huh?” Estinen asked curiously.
This Uncle Weber was the one who guarded the door of the Lavore Family home since he was a child, blown by the wind and sunbathing, Uncle Weber had always been here, he had never seen him sick, he had never seen him, why did he suddenly fall?
Uncle Weber did not make a sound, it seemed that he took pains to get up, then raised his wrinkled yellow hand.
Estinen just glanced at him, but she instead saw there was a pinhole that had a thin hand on her wrist.
“Uncle Weber, when did you go infusion? You really have the flu?” Estinen was surprised and asked.
“This is not a needle prick infusion, but this is a steel needle puncture mark.” Uncle Weber looked at his wrist carefully.
“Jarum steel?” Estinen gawking.
“I was made fall by the young man.” Uncle Weber said in a hoarse voice.
“What?” The more Estinen was made to gawk, she was completely speechless.
A small, fine steel needle could knock Uncle Weber down?
If this were to be spread, surely the entire Lavore Family would have no one to believe. Zoldyc closed the door, but he did not turn back, but turned his back on Vincent, seemed to be thinking about something, how long it had passed, then he turned and sounded.
“You are Vincent ?”
“Ya, benar”
Vincent used a steel needle and pierced his neck, then his god-like face turned into his own.
“So, this is your real face?” Zoldyc asked in surprise.
“The one just now was my real face.” Answer Vincent.
“How can you do it?” Zoldyc could hardly believe it.
It's like a magic.
Vincent did not answer.
Zoldyc let out a deep breath, he also knew that now was not the right time to talk about this.
“Vincent, you must hate me so much, right?”
“No, I just looked down on you, that's all.” Vincent replied in a low voice.
“Oh, so yes.” Zoldyc laughed bitterly: “Even I cannot protect my own wife, I am indeed a useless person right? It is fitting that I be looked down upon by others.”
“Then, why don't you protect the adoptive mother?” Vincent asked flatly.
The question sounded simple but it was sharp like a needle that entered and pierced into Zoldyc's heart.
He raised his head, both eyes flushed to look at Vincent, his voice hoarse: “Why? You still don't understand why? Because I have no power! I can't do anything! I'm a piece of trash! Are you satisfied with my explanation?”
Now gentian Vincent is silent.
He saw Zoldyc reach into his pocket and took out a packet of clove cigarettes, then lit a stick, and sat down on the wooden chair beside him, saying hoarsely: “Actually your adoptive mother should not have to endure such suffering, she is not an enemy of the Lavore Family, just that unfortunately. she has offended one person.. he really..no matter how...why he is too impulsive.”.
As he spoke, Zoldyc closed his eyes tightly, a tear as big as a pea seed dripping down without being held back, directly flowing out from the corner of his eye.
A man's tears do not drip easily, at least until when his heart is hurt.
It was completely unthinkable for Vincent, Uncle Zoldyc who was so resolute and powerful, to have a side where he was helpless and desperate..
“What really happened?” Vincent asked in a low tone.
He saw Zoldyc raising his head and looking at him blankly, and said: "Vincent, have you ever heard... The overwatch? "