There were also the sounds of children crying and men cursing.

Wang Han closed his eyes and could hear a man beating a woman on the same floor.

In the middle of the night, the woman cried heartbrokenly.

The roar of men could not be heard without stopping.

"Zinima! When will it be your bitch's turn to teach me? Do what I want to do? Do you care about me? I just drink! I just gamble! What can you do to me!"

As he was talking, he heard the sound of being beaten with something, and the sound of a woman wailing and begging for mercy.

The lady from the hotel downstairs came up quickly and knocked hard on the door.

"Gou Chusheng! Are you drinking and beating your wife again?"

Bang!

The sound of the door opening was heard.

"It's none of your business who I hit! Stop meddling in other people's business! Get out!"

"I'll call the police if you keep doing this!"

The man's roar came, "Revenge! You must retaliate now! As long as I come out from inside, I will burn this wretched place of yours with fire!"

Bang!

The door was slammed shut.

Then the woman's cry became louder than before, and the child's cry became sharper.

The woman cried and begged, "Don't hit the child! Please don't hit the child! Just hit me! Don't hit my child!"

In the middle of the night, the wailing sounds were terrifying.

People in other rooms whispered and complained, but no one came out to stop it.

Wang Han opened the door.

Follow the sound and walk towards that room.

Knocked on the door.

As soon as the door opened, there was a man smelling of alcohol standing inside. The man's face turned red and he let out a foul-smelling belch at Wang Han.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm sleeping, please lower your voice."

The man pushed Wang Han hard, "It's none of my business if you're numb and you sleep! If you want to sleep or not! If you can't sleep, get out and sleep somewhere else!"

Just as Wang Han was about to speak, a voice came from behind.

"Amitabha, donor, all living beings are equal, you are husband and wife..."

When Wang Han turned around, he saw a skinny old monk. Although he was skinny and skinny, he gave people a strong sense of strength.

An older version of Saitama.

The old monk had his hands clasped together and was wearing clean monk robes. He had dark skin and a face that was both compassionate and ferocious. He looked very contradictory.

Wang Han's eyes were fixed on the other party's eyes.

Slightly startled.

Double pupils!
Chapter completed!