Durin didn''t wait long outside the villa. Andorra and his son appeared in the door of the villa in neat clothes. Neither of them had any weapons in their hands. Andorra knew very well that if Turin could stand here and talk to him and let him out, it would mean that his men were finished. If he continues to resist and does not cooperate, it is estimated that he will die ugly and painful. It is better to come out magnanimously and maybe find a chance of life?


    "Mr. Turin, what''s the matter with this fall?", before Turin spoke, Andorra actually spoke first and pointed directly at Turin''s night attack this evening. He looked completely shocked by the night attack and didn''t know what happened.


    To be honest, durin didn''t expect Andorra to shamelessly want to reverse black and white in such a scene, but he appreciated Andorra''s courage to fight hard to turn the situation around in the face of failure and danger, as well as his little wisdom. The reason why he doesn''t have much wisdom is that he should understand that it''s not wise to provoke an opponent who is better than himself, even if Dooling hasn''t proved himself in the West.


    Ellis was a little angry. He stepped out from behind Turin to "expose" the despicable things Andorra had done to him, but Turin raised his hand and stopped Ellis from talking.


    If Ellis said what had happened to him, I''m afraid Andorra could find some fallacies to refute, and even pretend to be innocent. If it were elsewhere, at other times, Turin would not stop Ellis, but the situation is a little subtle. Once Andorra refutes, whether his reasons are tenable or not, those employees and slaves may think from Andorra''s standpoint.


    Doolin won''t kill these people. He''s not the kind of irrational butcher. He won''t do anything to these unrelated people. He may have done some things and moved his anger to the families of the parties in addition to the parties, but one thing needs to be explained. No matter how many family members he let return to the embrace of God, he will not have 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, they and their families will become the first beneficiaries. There is no such thing as harvest without risk in this world. If they win, their families will enjoy the fruits of victory stripped from Dooling''s body. If they fail, their families must also bear the corresponding consequences - death.


    These employees and slaves here are different. If Andorra''s plan is successful, he will get Turin''s wealth. He can''t distribute this wealth to these employees or even slaves. He will continue to exploit what should be exploited, and may even intensify it to consolidate his unquestionable authority. These people will not be the beneficiaries of this "war". They have nothing to do with the essence of the war, so they are innocent people.


    It''s not Turing''s style to vent anger on innocent people!


    When Ellis''s words are refuted by Andorra, these people may reveal what happened tonight. People will think it is Turin''s fault, because Andorra''s words are very reasonable.


    Therefore, Dooling didn''t ask Ellis to say anything. Since the fait accompli will not change whether he said it or not, but there is a certain chance to make people feel that Dooling is a hypocrite and a villain, it''s better to do it directly. Let people fear his reputation, not hate his "hypocrisy".


    Ellis took a step back for some unknown reason. As Dover often said, he used his brain to do things, and they did things. Ellis unconditionally trusted Turin.


    Durin kicked the stones on the ground, then looked up at the "upright" Andorra, smiled and said, "I''m here to seek to seize your industry. Now you have two choices."


    "Unconditionally transfer all your property and estate to me, or I don''t like your insignificant property. Send your family together. Please choose, Mr. Andorra."


    The smile of schadenfreude on the faces of the employees and the slaves around them suddenly became unspeakable awe. They didn''t even dare to touch Turin and looked at other places one after another. They thought Andorra was vicious enough, but they didn''t expect another more powerful one. This kind of person may be the moody one. If they kill them, they will suffer a great loss.


    Andorra was stunned. He didn''t have a chance to say anything. If Ellis had just refuted him, he could immediately point out all the "mistakes". He did not abuse and hurt Ellis and others, but also provided them with everything they can enjoy here. Even "imprisonment" can be said that it was too late and they stayed enthusiastically for fear of accidents on the road.


    But this remark of durin not only blocked his mouth, but also his mind was a little stiff - it turned out that it was such a thing to step on a horse. The bastard came here to seize my property?


    The instantaneous transformation of thinking between hunter and prey makes Andorra have a very funny and absurd feeling. It''s like he has torn off a girl''s skirt, but saw a huge thing, and then he was pressed on the ground, so full of grievance and anger.


    He clenched his fist and his eyes changed. "This is a crime. The Empire will punish you!"


    "Punish me?", Turin couldn''t help laughing. As he smiled, he walked to Andorra. He could see that Andorra''s strength had been exhausted and was no longer dangerous. "In addition to the former king and gods, who can punish me? Law, judge, ethics or the will of the people?", Turin threw out a series of questions, Shaking his head, "Oh, yes, there is another thing in the world that can punish me, that is justice!"


    "And I represent justice!"


    He was standing in front of Andorra at this time. Suddenly, he swung his fist hard on Andorra''s cheek. His head was thrown fiercely. The whole person staggered two steps backward and was supported by his son.


    Du Lin met the jealous eyes of the father and son, did not avoid and waver at all, and his voice became a little cold. "You stupid thing, do you know how many people we died tonight? Seven people, tell you, it''s seven people! Because your stupidity made me lose seven brothers, I''ve changed my mind now. I don''t want any wealth from you, I just want your life!"


    He kept staring at Andorra in fear, with his right hand behind him and his palm up. Dufo, who had been quietly following him, put the pistol inserted in his waist in Turin''s hand. Turin picked up the pistol and aimed it directly at the son who had been holding Andorra.


    Blood soaked Andorra''s face, and his pupils suddenly contracted like the eyes of a needle under the fire and light. Losing the strength to support him, he fell on his back, looked sideways at the eldest son of a small black hole on his forehead, and screamed bitterly - no!


    "No?"


    "You refuse my kindness?"


    Turin came to Andorra, put his foot on the back of his hand, and the muzzle of his gun was facing Andorra. "Now do you understand what happened?" before Andorra answered, Turin suddenly put away his pistol. He shook his head and turned away. As he walked, he said, "hang him on the ring tower next to the gate when the sun rises tomorrow morning!"


    Early the next morning, the mining area without the mine protection team was particularly quiet. There was no sound in the living area of employees or slaves. But the people here have got up. They are looking at the sentry tower on the left side of the gate. When the first ray of sunlight pierced the cold wind and darkness, the whole mining area seemed to live for a moment. People watched several figures walk to the sentry tower. Then they got a rope, tied it to a man''s head and pushed him out amid the screams.


    The two cabbies who delivered vegetables looked back and took back their eyes. At first, they were not used to it. There were bodies swaying in the wind everywhere, but they got used to it when they came more. Moreover, many slave mines in the West were basically very different. Slaves are not worth money. If they die, they won''t feel meat pain for mine owners, but these dead slaves can alert the living slaves. If they do something wrong, it''s their turn to alert others.


    So the two Coachmans didn''t look carefully at the guy who was constantly twisting and hissing. When their things were stacked neatly, they drove their car to say goodbye to some new faces and left the staff living area. Just as they were about to run back to town, one of the Coachmans looked back at the sentry tower. He gave a slight sigh and reined in the reins.


    Another coachman also grabbed the reins to stop the carriage, "what''s the matter?"


    "That man... Seems to be Mr. Andorra?"


    Their eyes surrendered to the guy who was no longer struggling under the sentry tower. He was dressed in decent clothes, his fingers were still embedded between the noose and his neck, and his pale and blue face seemed really familiar.


    The distant sun rises completely from the horizon, cutting the whole space into two worlds of light and darkness. The light line comes slowly, covering Andorra''s face bit by bit.


    Yes, it''s Mr. Andorra!


    The two Coachmans took a breath and immediately remembered some abnormalities in today''s delivery. At that time, it was too dark and they didn''t notice anything. Now they think it''s all a problem!


    The reins shook wildly, the waving whip fell on the horse''s ass, and the two carriages galloped away, leaving only the body swaying back and forth down the sentry tower with the cold wind!