The next second, Du Lin suddenly grabbed Sebrai's wrist, grabbed the fork with his right hand, swung it high, and thrust it into his palm. A faint "dong" sound could be heard, and the fork was already deep in his hand. Trapped in the dining table.
Sebrai was sluggish for a second before he let out an astonishing scream. Even though he struggled, his fork didn't move at all. At the same time, Dover and Ellis took out their pistols and controlled the men brought by Sebre. The sudden change shocked everyone present. The waiters in the restaurant began to tremble. They stood by the door and wanted to go out but did not dare to open the door, trembling.
Du Lin picked up a pure white napkin and slowly wiped the blood on his right hand, then placed it on the corner of the table. He walked to the locker next to him, took a new fork, returned to his seat, leaned the seat forward, and continued to break down the steak on the plate. The steak was well grilled, medium-rare, slightly crispy on the outside, and a hint of pink on the inside. It was very tender in the mouth and tasted very good. This hotel hired a good chef.
Sebrei glanced at Dulin, who was eating seriously, and secretly stretched out his other hand to pull out the fork. Unexpectedly, Dulin burst out again, held Sebree's other hand down, and pulled out the second fork. Put the fork in.
His eyes spat out strong murderous intent wantonly, making Sebrai shudder. Finally, he snorted coldly, straightened out the clothes that were messed up because he stood up too quickly and moved too much, and sat back down again. The stern expression on his face remained unchanged, and he placed another knife in his right hand, replacing the function of the fork.
Sebrai did not scream louder this time. Once a person is mentally prepared, he will naturally increase his ability to withstand the things he encounters next. He stared at Du Lin with cold eyes, wishing he could turn into a beast and tear Du Lin into pieces. After living for so many years, when had he ever experienced such pain? No matter before or now, he is the respected "Mr. Sebre" of the Guart people, and he is a respectable and decent person!
It was already winter, and big beads of sweat rolled down Sebre's face. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva to moisten his torn throat, and looked at Du Lin with a fierce look on his face, "Why, what did I do wrong? ? Why do you do this to me?"
Du Lin ignored him, divided the last small piece of steak, put it into his mouth and swallowed each one, then took the napkin, dipped his lips in it, and threw it casually on the table. He leaned back, crossed his legs, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and lit one. The blue smoke curled up, and there was an indescribable beauty. Through this layer of smoke, the two people's eyes met. One is angry, frightened, and cruel, while the other is calm, but filled with murderous intent.
He sat slightly sideways and looked at Sebrai calmly, unmoved by his angry roar.
After a while, Du Lin flicked the ashes of his cigarette and then asked softly: "I know, many people think that I am easy to fool when they see my young appearance. They think that even if I see through it, they can fool me. Many people think so and I did it, but I forgave them and sent them to hell.”
"Cebre, where are my men?"
Sebre endured the pain, his face turned slightly pale, and he still said the same thing as before, "They did it for me in Beicheng..."
Dulin stood up suddenly again. He picked up the red wine bottle on the table, leaned forward and smashed it on Sebrai's head. The thick wine bottle cracked with a click, red wine poured all over him, and two shards of glass also scratched his cheek. Sebrai's vision instantly went dark, there was only a buzzing sound in his head, and everything in front of him turned into a double image. He felt like vomiting and his chest felt a little heavy. It took him a while to recover.
In Sebra's view, Dulin is the kind of child from a rich family with naive illusions. He has no idea how difficult it is to improve the status of the Guart people in this world. The Guart kingdom has been destroyed. No more bullshit kings and gods protecting the Guart people. If the former kings and gods are really eternal, why have they ignored their descendants all these years? That is just a self-comfort lie by an ignorant fool. Instead of fantasizing about those unrealistic and ridiculous ideals, it is better to be down-to-earth and make more money. Wouldn't it be better to have money
Who can care about other people in this day and age? You have to live your life well first to be truly capable.
After Du Lin left last time, he invited those who stayed behind to have a meal, and frequently drank with the five young people at the dinner table. He just bullied those people who were young and had not seen much of the market. He soon drank too much amidst people's compliments.
Sebre hadn't figured out Dulin's details yet, so he didn't really dare to kill these five people. He tied them up at the beginning, imprisoned them in a warehouse in the suburbs, and arranged for people to be there. While watching, he gave them food and drink to prevent them from dying. Then he found the leader of the local smuggling gang and said that he had some private wine in his hand and was willing to sell the wine in his hand to this group of desperadoes.
For the smuggling gang, this is what they do. Although it is not clear what tricks Sebre wants to play, if they don't take the money they send to their doorsteps, they will be really sorry for the fact that they may be shot in the head at any time. The two sides hit it off with false love. After seeing the mountains of private wine stored in the dock warehouse by Sebre, the leader of the smuggling gang, a guy named Jerez, immediately made a decision and was willing to eat this batch of goods at a relatively low price.
What Jerez thought was actually very simple, this was a windfall. There is no need for them to risk transporting wine from other places, and it can be cashed out as soon as it is resold. Isn’t this money picked up? But at the same time, he also kept an eye on it. As a member of the prosperous city of Montel, the underground world has already had its own territory. The sudden appearance of a large number of illegal liquor shows that someone is invading the illegal liquor market of Montel. .
This behavior was a provocation to Jerez and other smuggling gangs. After he bought Sebre's wine, he made another request to know who was supplying Sebre. How could Sebrai be able to handle this group of people who licked blood from their knives? After explaining for a long time, he not only failed to appease Jerez, but almost took action. In order to avoid disaster for himself, Sebre handed over all five people in Dulin's hands.
After having such a relationship, Jerez believed that Sebre was "harmless" and that the harmful thing was the moonshiner supplier who wanted to invade the Montel market. He told Sebre that he could keep it when the other party offered him another drink, and then pass the news on to him as soon as possible. He was going to meet with the provocateur named Dulin and let him know that some money was not so easy to get. It will kill people.
It's just that Sebrey agreed to this request, but did not implement it. Regardless of whether Du Lin is really a smuggler or a young man from a wealthy family, he is not something he can deal with. Rather than offending an ignorant person like Du Lin, it would be better to fool Jerez. After he made a few deals and made money, Jerez no longer dared to deal with him. When the time comes and you really can’t do it, just leave Montel. With hundreds of thousands of dollars, where can you go without living comfortably
The idea was very good, he even thought of how to deal with Du Lin, but what he didn't expect was that Du Lin looked young, but he was not a new rookie, but a man!
Dulin took off the cigarette in his mouth, stretched out his hand to crush the cigarette in Sebre's palm, he wrapped his mouth around it, and suddenly smiled, "Sebre, you know? Among us Guarts, Among the ancient customs, there is one that is specially designed to deal with those who betray you. You will be judged! "
Sebrai's eyes suddenly widened. How could he not know this custom? These customs have long been integrated with ethnic myths, legends and the like, and have become the "education" that every Guarte must receive when they are young. His whole body began to tremble, and only then did he realize what a stupid thing he had done!
"No, no... Mr. Dulin, listen to me..." Seeing Dulin walking around the table towards the door, Sebrei stood up in horror. He forgot that his hands were nailed to the table. He suddenly stood up and pinned his fork, screamed again and sat back down. Watching Du Lin go further and further away, his heart became colder and colder.
In Guarte tradition, all traitors were skinned alive and hung in the sun for three days. If the former kings and gods believed that the person being tortured was innocent, they would let him go and let him live. If the victim is deemed guilty, the victim's life will be taken within three days. Among the many rumors and true stories, many of the victims who were tried died within three days. So far, only one person has survived, and this person only lives in the story. No one knows who he is. who.
At the thought of being tortured and treated like this, Sebrai's brain exploded. He squatted half-crouched, pushed the table and chased Du Lin, loudly begging Du Lin for forgiveness. At this time, he seemed to finally think of what he wanted to do to Du Lin. Lin used honorifics, but at this point, it was no longer helpful and no one could save him!
Seeing that Sebrai was about to catch up with Dulin, Dufo rushed over and kicked the table over, and Sebree let out a tragic cry again.
Dulin walked to the door and stopped when he looked at the three compatriots who were pointed at guns by Ellis and did not dare to make any move.
"Remember, the late king and the gods are eternal. As long as there is any descendant of the late king's blood flowing in this world, they will never be destroyed!" After saying this, he smiled and said, "The rest of the way is up to you. Make your own choice, I don’t like helping others make decisions, it’s a very cruel thing.” As he said that, he pushed open the door and walked out. There were already several hotel managers outside, and Sebrei’s screams were already alarming. He caught them, but they didn't dare to go in.
Montel is a very "free" city, and freedom also represents danger. When Dulin came out, they glanced at Sebrai who was lying on his back holding the table and breathed a sigh of relief, as long as there were no dead people.
Du Lin took out a few 20-yuan banknotes, randomly picked out about a hundred yuan, and stuffed it into the hands of the hotel staff who was wearing formal clothes and wearing name tags, "I'm sorry, something unpleasant happened during the meal. This money will be used as compensation, sorry!”
He touched the brim of his hat, and the hotel manager smiled kindly, bent down, followed Du Lin personally to see him out, and even called a car.
(End of chapter)