Cosma Empire

The next second, Du Lin suddenly grabbed Saibrey's wrist, swung the fork high with his right hand, and inserted it into his palm fiercely. A "boom" could be heard faintly, and the fork was already deep into his palm. Trapped in the dining table.

It took a second of sluggishness for Sebray to let out a startling scream, and let him struggle without moving his fork. At the same time, Dover and Ellis drew their pistols and restrained the people brought by Sebray. The sudden change stunned everyone present. The waiters in the restaurant began to tremble. They stood by the door and wanted to go out, but they dared not open the door, shivering.

Du Lin picked up a pure white napkin and slowly wiped the blood stains on his right hand, and placed it on the corner of the table. He went to the locker next to him, took a new fork, returned to the seat, lifted the seat and leaned forward, and continued to break down the steak on the plate. The steak is well grilled, about six mature, slightly crispy on the outside, with a touch of pink inside, very tender in the mouth, and very good in taste. This hotel hired a good chef.

Sebre glanced at Du Lin who was eating seriously, and secretly stretched out his other hand to pull out the fork. Unexpectedly, Du Lin violently rose again, held down Sebre's other hand, and pulled the second fork. Insert the fork in.

The strong killing intent spewed out wantonly from his eyes, which made Sebre shudder. In the end, he snorted coldly, tidied up the clothes that were messed up because he got up too fast and moved too much, and sat back down again. The stern expression on his face remained unchanged, and he put another table knife in his right hand, replacing the function of the table fork.

Sebrey did not scream loudly this time. Once a person is psychologically prepared, he will naturally increase his ability to bear people in the next encounter. He stared at Du Lin coldly, wishing he could turn into a beast and tear Du Lin into pieces. After living for so many years, when did he try such pain? Whether it was before or now, he is the respected "Mr. Sebray" of the Guart people, and he is a decent person with a head and a face!

It was already cold winter, and beads of sweat rolled down Sebrey'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 did you treat me like this?!"

Du Lin ignored him, divided the last small piece of steak and put it into his mouth to swallow. Then he took a napkin and touched his lips, casually throwing it 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 eyes of the two met. One is angry, terrified, and cruel, and the other is calm, but full of killing intent.

He sat slightly sideways, looked at Sebra calmly, and let him roar angrily, without being moved.

After a while, Du Lin flicked the cigarette ash, and then asked softly: "I know, many people think that I am easy to fool when they see my young appearance, and think that even if I see through it, they can be fooled. Many people think so and Did that, but I forgave them both and sent them to hell.

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"Cybre, where are my men?"

Sai Bray endured the pain, his face turned slightly pale, and the same rhetoric as before, "They helped me do it in Beicheng..."

Du Lin stood up abruptly again, picked up the bottle of red wine on the table, leaned forward and smashed it at Sebre's head. With a click, the thick wine bottle split open, the red wine splashed all over his body, and two shards of glass scratched his cheek. Sebre's eyes went dark for an instant, and there was only a buzzing sound in his mind, and everything in front of him turned into a double image. He had a feeling of wanting to vomit, and his chest was a little heavy, and it took him a while to recover.

In Sebre's view, Durin is the kind of child from a rich family with naive fantasies. He has no idea how difficult it is to raise the status of the Guarts in this world. The Kingdom of Guarts is already dead. No more bullshit kings and gods bless the Guarts. If the former kings and gods are really eternal, why did they ignore their descendants all these years? That's just a self-comforting lie of an ignorant fool. Instead of fantasizing about those unrealistic and ridiculous ideals, it's better to earn a little more money down-to-earth. Isn't it better to have money?

Who can take care of others in this era? Live your own life well first.

After Du Lin left last time, he invited those who stayed behind to have a meal, and asked people to drink with the five young people frequently at the dinner table. He just bullied those people who were young, hadn't seen much in the market, and soon drank too much amid people's compliments.

Sebrey hadn't figured out the details of Durin yet, so he didn't really dare to kill these five people. He tied them up at the beginning, locked them in a warehouse in the suburbs, and arranged for people to live there. Watching, giving them food and drink, not letting them die. Then he found the leader of the local smuggling gang, and said that he had some bootleg alcohol in his hands and was willing to sell the alcohol in his hands to these desperadoes.

For the smuggling gang, what they do is this business. Although it is not clear what kind of tricks Sebrey wants to play, if the money sent to the door is not taken, I am really sorry that they may be shot in the head at any time. The two sides hit it off with hypocrisy. After seeing the mountain of bootleg alcohol stored in the dock warehouse by Saibre, the leader of the smuggling gang, a guy named Jerez, immediately made a decision, willing to eat the goods at a relatively low price.

What Jerez thinks is actually very simple, this is a windfall. There is no need for them to take the risk of transporting wine from other places, and they can cash it out as soon as they change hands. Isn't this the money they picked up? But at the same time, he also kept a mind in his heart. As a member of the bustling city of Montel, the underground world has long had its own territory. The sudden appearance of a large number of bootleg alcohol shows that someone is invading the bootleg liquor market in Montel. .

This kind of behavior is a kind of provocation to Jerez and other smuggling gangs. After he bought Saibre's wine, he made another request to know who was supplying Saibre. How could this group of blood-licking people be able to handle the past? He explained for a long time that not only did he fail to appease Jerez, but he almost made a move. In order to avoid suffering himself, Sebre handed over all five people in Durin's hands.

With such a relationship, Jerez believed that Sebrey was "harmless" and that the harmful one was the bootlegger who wanted to invade the Montel market. He told Sebre that he can keep the wine when the other party gives him again, and then pass the news to him as soon as possible. He will come to meet this provocateur named Doolin for a while, let him know that some money is not so easy to get, yes It will kill people.

It's just that Sebrey agreed to this request, but didn't implement it. Regardless of whether Du Lin was really a smuggler or the son of a rich family, he couldn't deal with it. Instead of offending a ignorant person like Du Lin, it is better to fool Jerez. After he has made a few deals and has money, Jerez will not dare to deal with him. At that time, if you really can't do it, you will leave Montel. Where can you go with hundreds of thousands of dollars and not be able to live 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 fine man!

Du Lin took off the cigarette dangling from his mouth, stretched out his hand and crushed the cigarette into the palm of Sebrae, covered his mouth, and suddenly smiled, "Sybree, do you know? Among the ancient customs, there is one that deals with those traitors, and you will be judged!"

Sebrey's eyes suddenly widened, how could he not know about this custom? These customs have long been integrated with ethnic myths and legends, and have become the "education" that every Guart 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. Durin, listen to me..." Watching Durin walk around the table to the door, Sebrey stood up in horror. He even forgot that his hands were nailed to the table, he got up abruptly and pinned the fork, and sat back down after screaming again. Seeing Du Lin go further and further away, his heart became colder and colder.

According to Gualt tradition, all traitors were skinned alive and hung in the sun for three days. If the former kings and gods believed that the victim was innocent, they would let him go and let him live. If the victim is considered 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. Up to now, only one person has survived, and this person only lives in the story. No one knows who he is. who.

Thinking that he was going to be tortured and treated like this, Sebrey's brain exploded. He squatted down, pushed the table and chased Du Lin, and begged Du Lin's forgiveness loudly. Lin used honorifics, but at this point, it was useless, and no one could save him!

Seeing that Sebrey was about to catch up with Du Lin, Duffer rushed over and kicked over the table, and Sebrey let out another miserable cry.

Du Lin walked to the door, looked at the three compatriots who were pointed at by Ellis and dared not make any moves, and stopped.

"Remember, the former kings and the gods are eternal, as long as there is any descendant of the former king's blood in this world, they will never be shattered!" After speaking, he smiled, "The rest of the way, you I choose by myself, I don’t like to help others make decisions, that’s a very cruel thing.” He pushed the door and walked out, there were already several hotel managers outside the door, and Sebra’s screams had already alarmed but they dare not go in.

Montreal is a very "free" city, and freedom also represents danger. When Durin came out, they glanced at Sebray, who was lying on his back and hugging the table, and heaved a sigh of relief, as long as there were no dead people.

Du Lin took out a few 20-yuan banknotes, randomly drew about a hundred yuan, and stuffed them into the hands of the hotel staff wearing a formal suit with a name tag, "I'm sorry, something unpleasant happened during the meal The money will be used as compensation, sorry!"

He touched the brim of his hat, and the hotel management staff bent down with a friendly smile and followed Du Lin to see him out, and even called a car.