"Bring him over..."
Ed knew he couldn''t escape, but he didn''t move. He had one last chance. The moment two members of the association lifted him head and foot, the soldier who had not been on the battlefield did the right thing tonight under the action of strong desire for survival.
He hooked the neck of the guy who lifted his shoulder with one hand, pulled out the dagger, kicked the little guy who lifted his legs back, and he squatted on the ground with the help of this force. With the help of his strength, the young man staggered forward. At the same time, ed stood up, and the dagger in his hand was pressed on the neck of the young man who looked about a teenager. He quickly moved behind the big boy, holding his throat in one hand and a dagger in the other, pressing on his artery.
With only a little effort, he could cut the young man''s carotid artery. He endured severe pain and looked at the people around him with a smile of victory on his face.
He knew that people like Dooling would have many subordinates, and how to ensure their loyalty was the biggest problem for these people. With so many gangs in the Empire, one group disappears from people''s sight every year. In addition to the destruction caused by the fighting between gangs, there is also a part of the subordinates who have become selfish and make trouble, and finally a new gang replaces the old one.
If durin doesn''t give his men a living in front of these people, he is likely to alienate his men, which must be something he doesn''t want to see. If he wants to maintain his image, he must give himself another chance, a chance to leave.
ED may not be the best at fighting, but he is actually about the same as a politician when it comes to politics and these careful thoughts. Politics does not exist in the army, but many people can''t understand it.
In order to manage their subordinates well, those sergeants should not only let the soldiers know their strength, military and tactical, but also win the hearts of the people. Otherwise, who will have nothing to do? Get up in the middle of the night and go to the smelly barracks to cover the soldiers with quilts. Don''t you know how to sleep more?
He licked his dry, tight lips and calmly smiled, "I know you, Mr. Turin, I''m planted this time. Let me leave. I''ll treat it as if nothing has happened. Otherwise, even if I die, I''ll find someone to accompany me to heaven." he shook the dagger in his hand to let Turin know that there are still hostages in his hand, If you want the hostage to be safe, you must meet his conditions.
Durin didn''t speak, and the others didn''t speak. Everyone was looking at him. When he saw that ED was a little hairy, the young man he kidnapped suddenly moved. He just put the pistol in his pants pocket in order to carry Ed''s "body". He directly held the gun, raised his arm, pointed the muzzle of the gun at ed, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
At this moment, Ed''s mind was blank. He couldn''t even understand why the young man wanted his own life and had to take out a gun and shoot at himself. Doesn''t he want to live? Or did he think he didn''t dare to kill him?
As a noble descendant of noble origin, he lies on the high clouds from the moment he was born. He doesn''t need to worry about food and clothing. Everything he uses is the best. Maybe before he was sensible, he didn''t even know the use of money, and he couldn''t understand how to make a living at the bottom of society rolling in mud and dog shit. It''s definitely not something worth showing off. People sell all their labor in exchange for a meager salary and even dignity!
The weekly salary can barely keep the family from starving to death. When someone in the family is ill, he can only pray to the gods not to take his or her life away.
Until the appearance of durin, he was like a lightning bolt from the hands of the gods, tearing the darkness that will never see the sun, gradually lowering the curtain of fear and allowing everyone to see the light.
People''s life has hope and pursuit. Everyone says that Du Lin is good. Some even follow the example of the young people who died for Du Lin. Because they have solved the life problems of the whole family at once, and will also give other brothers and sisters or brothers and sisters a solid foundation and a hope for prosperity and strength! People said that they were not dead. They still surrounded Turin to protect the Apostle who inherited the glory of the former king and the gods.
The boy has never made such a decision, but he has no fear. There is only a fanaticism in his heart supporting him. The death of the Messiah selected for the former king and the gods is supreme glory. His name will be engraved on the stone tablets in all fellow church, respected and worshipped by all guaertes, and he will obtain eternal immortality, even after death, He will also become the spirit of the gods and fight for Turin as a spirit!
The heart is beating strongly. Every pulse is like a thunder hitting his body, drilling into his soul and making him stronger!
A gunshot, blood splashing!
I am not afraid of death!
I long for death!
An aristocrat without faith, ideals and countless suffering and torture could never feel the strong emotion of boiling blood. He had ordered his body to squat down quickly, and the bullet still hit his shoulder. He pulled back with the arm holding the dagger, and a large amount of blood suddenly appeared on the young man''s neck.
The young man didn''t arrive immediately. He covered his neck with one hand and turned slowly. He should look contemptuously at ed with a frightened face on the ground, raised his pistol and destroyed Ed''s hands and feet.
Turin rushed up, took out his pistol and fired more than 20 shots at the sky. He didn''t stop until the muzzle had sent out a hot smell. He aimed the muzzle of the gun at the cut in the boy''s neck and pressed it hard. ZLA sounded, accompanied by a burst of green smoke and a slightly smelly smell.
"Take my car to the hospital immediately. The best doctor must save him!" Du Lin pushed the boy into dufo''s arms, then picked up the pistol that the boy was unable to grasp because of hemorrhagic dizziness from the ground and stood in front of ED.
Ed was sweating all over. The pain caused by being shot through the palms and soles of his feet exceeded his imagination. He roared a few times and closed his mouth. His resentful eyes stayed on Turin''s face. "I said, if you want to kill me, I will kill you."
Durin took out his cigarette. Gina with the box on his back took out a lighter and lit a cigarette for durin. His expression was also very serious. This was the first time that his side had been downsized in his task, and he also felt the cruelty of the world. This is not alfalfa Town, this is the real world.
"Do you think you''re the only one who''ll die?", Dooling took a puff of smoke to suppress his violent killing intention, and he sneered, "If my brother dies, you, your family and your relatives will be buried with him. I will find your best friend, your favorite lover and your most respected teacher. All people close to you will be implicated."
"If I were you, I would pray to the incompetent old man that my brother would survive."
Turin suddenly handed the pistol to kina. He turned to look at the shining teenagers. He asked, "how do we treat the enemies who hurt our brothers and sisters in our most glorious time?"
The most brilliant in his mouth refers to the most prosperous period of the guart Dynasty. Under the leadership of the former king and gods, the guart warriors with iron bodies swept the continent. Just like the problems of many empires, many people conquered by force were unwilling to be ruled by the guart people at that time. They incited riots and assassinated nobles in the hope of subverting the guart The regime of the kingdom of Ulster to find freedom again.
Like all emperors, the former king never showed mercy to these people. Only torture can suppress people''s inner desire for independence and freedom. Therefore, the former king invented a very inhumane torture called death.
At that time, when people caught such people, they would tie them to a pole, then open a small hole in their stomach, take out their intestines and tie them around their neck. This punishment method began from the moment the sun rose. With the exposure of the sun, the intestines exposed to the air would soon tighten and become tight. If the temperature was appropriate If the light is appropriate, the victim will be strangled alive by his contracted intestines around 2 p.m.
This method of punishment can only be used in hot seasons. Of course, there are different punishments in other seasons, and the current climate can also be used.
When someone shouted "dead day" not sure, Du Lin raised his finger and pointed to him, "yes, dead day. Wrap up his wound and take it away. Please let our friends experience the despair from hell!"
In the hospital, the young man''s tenacious vitality enabled him to overcome death. Even the doctor sighed, "I have never seen so many people who have lost blood and can persist. This is a miracle in the history of medicine!". While sighing, he asked the blood bank to send two more bags of blood and brought warm equipment.
The blood in the blood bank is stored in the cold storage. Generally speaking, the blood lost during the operation is placed at room temperature for a short time, and the temperature will not be too low. But this guy loses too much blood, so these blood bags have no time to deal with room temperature, and his body temperature has begun to drop significantly.
"By the way, what''s the matter with his wound?", there was a trace of vigilance in the doctor''s eyes. He was considering whether to call the police.
The next second, a fist flew him out. Turin stood where he had just stood, took out a roll of money from his pocket and hit the doctor''s slightly swollen face. His eyes gently rolled to the edge of his eyes and glanced at him. "You just have to do your job well. You don''t need to worry about other things. This is the last time, okay?"