Chapter 184: Escape from Hell

Annuo didn't care that his long hair was hanging on the ground. He squatted down and looked at Manlio who was trembling and about to cry: "I won't hurt you, Manlio."

"You...are you really not here to hurt me?" Manlio's tone was full of doubt.

"No." Annuo made himself look gentler.

"You guys, come to me, what are you doing?" Manlio spoke very awkwardly, stumbling.

Annuo wove his words, then stretched out a hand: "I'm here to take you out of hell."

Annuo kept trying to touch Manlio's heart with his words.

During the twenty-minute mediation, Manlio remained silent. Only Annuo, who was usually taciturn, kept saying comforting words.

Manlio may have been extremely disappointed with his brother. In Annuo's words, Manlio finally calmed down.

Manlio stood up slightly, exposing his legs.

At the ankle, there is a shackle.

What made Annuo and Ludovic silent was that although Manlio's feet were already so thin that they could easily be taken out of the shackles, Manrio's feet had no intention of taking them out.

Annuo has not lost his temper since arriving in Florence, but all his anger has been concentrated in the past few days.

"Manlio, believe me, okay?" Annuo put his hand on Manlio's shoulder and looked at Manlio.

Manlio did not speak, but nodded slightly.

That look was a look of fear mixed with hope.

"Now, stand up and take your feet out of the shackles." Anno said to Manlio.

"Come on, little boy." Ludovic also encouraged him.

Manrio swallowed.

Then, he grabbed the shackles with both hands, seemed to use all his strength to take his feet out of the almost rusty chain, and then stood up timidly.

Manlio is fourteen years old, but his height is only below the chest of Annuo, who is 1.8 meters tall.

The chain was thrown aside. This chain was more than ten meters long.

"Let's go." Annuo showed an encouraging smile, "When you get out of this room, you won't see the devil."

Manlio grabbed Annuo's hand. Annuo didn't care at all about the dirt on Manrio's hands, but squeezed the poor man's thin palm tightly.

Lawyer Ludovic smiled kindly at Annuo.

This young man made him very satisfied.

The three of them walked out of Suwalt's room. As for whether Suwalt cares about Manlio's whereabouts?

Who cares, from the moment Annuo started getting angry, this scumbag's future was already planned.

...

Manlio settled in Annuo's mansion. Annuo ordered two male servants to give Manlio a bath and hired a doctor to treat Manlio's diseases.

"This is not like your behavior. In my impression, you are very low-key." Verrocchio looked at his most proud student strangely.

It's not an accusation, I just feel that Annuo has changed a bit.

An Nuo smiled: "Actually, I haven't changed. I just feel that people who have received salvation from others are more likely to give salvation to others."

Verrocchio also smiled: "That's true. If you understand the situation inside, do I believe it? Everyone will choose to lend a helping hand to Manlio."

Manlio, who had been cleaned up, stood in front of the two men in neat clothes.

He stuttered and thanked Annuo: "Thank you, dear gentlemen."