Dulin didn't wait long outside the villa. Andor and his son appeared at the gate of the villa neatly dressed. Neither of them had any weapons in their hands. Andor knew very well that if Dulin could stand here and speak to him and ask him to come out, it meant that all his men were finished. If he continues to resist and doesn't cooperate, he will probably die an ugly and painful death. Why not come out openly and maybe find a glimmer of hope
"Mr. Dulin, what's the matter with falling to the ground?" Before Dulin could speak, Andor actually spoke first, directly referring to Dulin's night attack tonight. He seemed completely overwhelmed by the night attack. I was shocked and didn't know what happened.
To be honest, Du Lin never thought that Andorra could shamelessly want to confuse right and wrong in such a scene, but he admired Andorra's courage to desperately try to reverse the situation in the face of failure and danger, and He has little wisdom. The reason why he doesn't have much wisdom is because he should understand that it is not a wise thing to provoke an opponent who is stronger than himself, even if Dulin has not proven himself in the West.
Ellis was a little angry. He stepped out from behind Du Lin and prepared to "expose" the despicable things Andor had done to him, but Du Lin raised his hand to stop Ellis from speaking.
If Ellis told him everything that happened to him, I'm afraid Andorra would be able to find some fallacies to refute it, and even pretend to be innocent. If it were in other places, at other times, Dulin would not stop Ellis, but the current situation is a little more delicate. Once Andorra refutes, no matter whether his reasons are tenable or not, those employees, those slaves may think from Andorra's standpoint.
Dulin will not kill these people. He is not the kind of irrational butcher. He will not attack these unrelated people. Maybe he has done something in the past that angered not only the person involved but also the family members of the person involved, but there is one thing that needs to be explained. No matter how many family members he allowed to neatly return to the embrace of God, he would not feel the slightest guilt from the bottom of his heart because he did not involve innocent people because of his hatred.
Those people fight, conflict, and kill with him. If they win, then they and their families will become the first beneficiaries. There is no such thing as a harvest without risk in this world. If they win, their families will enjoy the fruits of victory stripped from Dulin's corpse. If they fail, their families must also bear the corresponding consequences - die.
The employees and slaves here are different. If Andor's plan succeeds and he gets Dulin's wealth, it is impossible for him to distribute this wealth to these employees or even slaves. He will continue to exploit those who should be exploited, and he may even continue to exploit them in an intensified manner to consolidate his unquestionable authority. These people will not be the beneficiaries of this "war". They have nothing to do with the nature of the war, so they are innocent people.
It's not Dulin's style to vent your anger on innocent people!
When Ellis's words are refuted by Andor, these people may reveal what happened tonight, and people will think that Dulin is in the wrong, because Andor's words make sense.
So Dulin didn't ask Ellis to say anything. Since the fait accompli would not change whether he said it or not, there was a certain chance that people would think that Dulin was a hypocrite and a villain. Then It's better to just do it right. Let people fear his evil reputation instead of hating and hating his "hypocrisy".
Ellis took a step back with some confusion. As Dover often said, Dulin will do the things that use his brain, and they will do the things with his hands. Ellis trusts Dulin unconditionally.
Du Lin kicked the stones on the ground, then looked up at Andor, who was "upright", and said with a smile: "I am here to seize your property, and now you have two options to choose from. "
"Unconditionally transfer all your property and industry to me, or I will look down on your meager property and reunite your family. Please choose, Mr. Andor."
The gloating smiles on the faces of the surrounding employees and the slaves watching suddenly turned into an indescribable solemnity. They didn't even dare to touch Du Lin and looked elsewhere. They thought that Andorra was vicious enough, but they didn't expect that a more powerful one would come. This kind of person might be the moody type. If they were killed as well, they would suffer a big loss.
Andor was stunned on the spot, and he didn't even have a chance to say anything. If Ellis had just contradicted him, he would have pointed out all the "wrong" things right away. He has not abused or harmed Ellis and others, and provided them with everything they can enjoy here. Even "imprisonment" can be said to be because it was too late and he was afraid of something happening on the road, so he enthusiastically kept them.
But Du Lin's words not only blocked his mouth, but also made his mind a little stiff - it turned out that it was a horse-riding thing. The purpose of this bastard coming here was to seize my property
The instantaneous switching of thoughts between hunter and prey gave Andor a very funny and absurd feeling, as if he had torn off a girl's skirt, only to see a huge thing, and then he was pushed to the ground. Full of grievance and anger.
He clenched his fists and his eyes changed, "You are committing a crime, and the empire will punish you!"
"Sanction me?" Dulin couldn't help but laugh. He smiled as he walked towards Andor. He could see that Andor's confidence had been exhausted and it was no longer dangerous. "Except the former king and the gods can punish me." Who else can punish me? The law? Ethics or the will of the people?" Dulin shook his head, "Oh, by the way, there is another thing in this world. If you can punish me, that’s justice!”
"And I represent justice!"
He was already standing in front of Andor. Suddenly he raised his fist and punched Andor's cheek fiercely. His head was thrown violently, and he staggered back two steps. He was beaten by his son. Supported.
Du Lin met the jealous eyes of the father and son without any evasion or wavering. His voice also became a little cold, "You idiot, do you know how many people we have died tonight? Seven people, let me tell you, yes Seven people! Because of your stupidity, I lost seven brothers. Now I have changed my mind. I don’t want any of your wealth, I only want your life!”
He kept staring at the frightened Andorra, stretching his right hand behind him with his palm upward. Dufo, who had been quietly following him, put the pistol on his waist into Du Lin's hand. Du Lin picked up the pistol and pointed it directly at his son, who had been supporting Andor, and shot him.
Blood soaked Andor's face, and his pupils suddenly shrank like needle eyes under the flames and lights. Losing the strength to support him, he fell to the ground, tilted his head and looked at the eldest son with a small black hole on his forehead, his heart was cut like a knife, and he let out a shrill scream - No!
"No?"
"You reject my kindness?"
Dulin walked to Andor's side, stepped on the back of his hand with one foot, and pointed the gun in his hand at Andor, "Do you understand what happened now?" Without waiting for Andor's reply, Du Lin suddenly stopped. He picked up the pistol, shook his head and turned away. As he walked, he said, "When the sun rises tomorrow morning, hang him on the guard tower next to the gate!"
Early the next morning, the mining area without the mine protection team was extremely quiet. There was no sound at all, whether it was the living areas of the employees or the slaves. But the people here were already up, and they were all looking at the sentry tower on the left side of the gate. When the first ray of sunlight penetrated the cold wind and darkness, the entire mining area seemed to come alive in an instant. People watched as several figures walked to the guard tower. Then they got a rope, tied it to a man's head, and pushed him out amidst many exclamations.
The two carriage drivers delivering food looked back and looked away. At first, they were not used to the corpses swaying in the wind everywhere, but they got used to it as they came more often, and there were many slaves in the West. The mines are basically the same. Slaves are not valuable, and the mine owners will not feel any physical pain if some of them die, but these dead slaves can alert the slaves who are still alive. If they do something wrong, it will be their turn to alert them. other people.
Therefore, the two coachmen did not take a close look at the guy who was twisting his body and making a hissing sound. After their things were neatly stacked, they said goodbye to some new faces in the car and left the employee living area. Just as they crossed and were about to rush back to the town, one of the coachmen turned back and glanced at the sentry tower. He let out a light sigh and reined in the reins.
Another coachman also grabbed the reins and asked the carriage to stop, "What's wrong?"
"That person... seems to be Mr. Andor?"
Both of their eyes surrendered to the guy who was no longer struggling under the sentry tower. He was wearing decent clothes, and the fingers of his hands were still embedded between the noose and his neck. His pale and blue face seemed really familiar.
The sun in the distance rises completely from the horizon, cutting the entire space into two worlds of light and darkness. The light slowly descends, covering the entire face of Andorra bit by bit.
That's right, it's Mr. Andorra!
The two carriage drivers took a breath and immediately remembered some abnormalities during today's delivery. It was too dark at the time and they didn't notice anything. Now that they think about it, it's all a problem!
The reins shook wildly, and the whip fell on the horses' buttocks. The two carriages immediately galloped away, leaving only the body swaying back and forth under the sentry tower as the cold wind blew!
I drove a long distance and rested for a while before getting up to code. I still have a chapter to code tomorrow, so I’m a little tired.
(End of chapter)