Cosma Empire

"Bring him here..."

Ed knew he couldn't escape this disaster, but he didn't move, he had one last chance. At the moment when two members of the local association lifted him up head to foot, this soldier who had never been to the battlefield, under the influence of a strong desire to survive, did the most correct thing tonight.

He hooked the neck of the guy who lifted himself and his shoulders with one hand, pulled out the dagger at the same time, kicked his legs and kicked the little guy who lifted his legs backwards, and he squatted halfway with the help of this force on the ground. With the strength in his hand, he pulled hard, and while the young man staggered forward, Ed stood up, and the dagger in his hand was pressed against the neck of the young man who seemed to be only a teenager. He quickly moved behind the big boy, pinched his throat with one hand, and held a dagger with the other, pressing on his artery.

With just a little effort, he was able to cut open the young man's carotid artery. While enduring the severe pain, he looked at the people who surrounded him with a triumphant smile on his face.

He knew that a person like Du Lin would have many subordinates, and how to ensure the loyalty of his subordinates was the biggest problem for these people. There are so many gangs in the empire, some of them disappear from people's sight every year. In addition to the demise caused by the fighting between gangs, there is also a part of it that the subordinates have selfishness that should not be there, committing chaos, and finally a new gang replaces the old gang.

If Du Lin didn't give his subordinates a way to survive in front of these people, then he would very likely make his subordinates alienated, which was definitely something he didn'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 when it comes to politics and these petty thoughts, he's about the same as a politician. It's not that politics doesn't exist in the army, it's just that many people don't understand it.

In order to manage their subordinates well, those sergeant chiefs must let the soldiers know their strength, force and tactics on the one hand, and at the same time win over people's hearts. Otherwise, who would have nothing to do to get up in the middle of the night to go to the smelly camp to cover those soldiers with quilts, don't they know how to sleep for a while?

He licked his dry and tense lips, and smiled calmly, "I know you, Mr. Du Lin, I'm wronged this time, let me leave, I will pretend that nothing happened. Otherwise, I will If I die, I will find someone to accompany me to the kingdom of heaven." He shook the dagger in his hand to let Du Lin know that he still has a hostage in his hand, and if he wants the hostage to be safe, he must meet his conditions.

Du Lin didn't speak, and neither did the others. Everyone was looking at him. When they saw Ed getting a little hairy, the young man held hostage by him suddenly moved. He put the pistol in the pocket of his trousers just now to carry Ed's "corpse". He directly held the gun and raised his arm so that the muzzle of the gun was aimed at Ed, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Ed's mind went blank at this moment, he couldn't even understand why this young man even wanted his own life, but also drew a gun to shoot himself. Does he not want to live? Or did he think he didn't dare to kill him?

As a descendant of aristocrats, he has been lying on the high clouds since 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 what the money was for, and it was even more impossible for him to understand how the bottom of society wallowing in mud and dog shit make a living. That's definitely not something to show off, people sell all their labor in exchange for a meager salary, even dignity!

The weekly salary is barely enough to keep the family from starving to death, and when someone in the family gets sick, you can only pray to the gods not to take his/her life.

Until the appearance of Du Lin, he was like a bolt of lightning from the hands of the gods, tearing apart the darkness that would never see the sun, gradually falling the curtain of fear, and allowing everyone to see the light.

People have hope and pursuit in their lives. Everyone says that Du Lin is good, and some even take those young people who died for Du Lin as examples. Because they solve the life problems of the whole family at once, and they will also give other younger brothers and sisters or older brothers and sisters a solid foundation and a hope for prosperity! People said that they did not actually die, they still surrounded Du Lin, protecting the apostle who inherited the glory of the former king and the gods.

The boy has never been so determined, but he has no fear, only a kind of fanaticism in his heart supports him, the death of the Messiah chosen by the kings and gods is supremely glorious, and his name will be engraved He will be honored and worshiped by all the Guarts on the steles in all the country churches, and he will be immortal forever. Even after death, he will become the heroic spirit of the gods and fight for Durin as a heroic spirit !

The heart was beating vigorously, and every pulse was like a thunderbolt hitting his body and into his soul, making him even stronger!

There was a bang, and blood spattered!

I am not afraid of death!

I long for death!

A nobleman who has no beliefs, no ideals, and has not experienced countless sufferings and tortures will never be able to feel this kind of strong emotion like boiling blood. He has already ordered his body to squat down quickly, but the bullet still hits his shoulder. He pulled back the arm holding the dagger, and suddenly a large stream of blood gushed out from the boy's neck.

The boy didn't come down immediately, he covered his neck with one hand, turned around slowly, squinted contemptuously at Ed who was full of fear on the ground, raised the pistol in his hand, and destroyed Ed's hands and feet.

Du Lin rushed forward, took out the pistol in his hand, and fired more than 20 shots at the sky in a row, and didn't stop until a hot breath was emitted from the muzzle of the gun. He pointed the muzzle of the gun at the slit on the boy's neck and pressed it down hard. With the sound of Zila, there was a puff of green smoke and a faint smell.

"Drive my car to the hospital right away, the best doctor, you must save him!" Du Lin pushed the boy into Dufo's arms, and then picked up the pistol that the boy was unable to grasp due to hemorrhagic dizziness from the ground. , stood in front of Ed.

Ed was sweating profusely. The pain caused by the shot on his palms and soles was beyond his imagination. He yelled a few times and then closed his mouth. His resentful eyes stayed on Du Lin's face, "I said, If you want to kill me, you can, and I will kill you alone."

Du Lin took out a cigarette, and Kina, who was carrying the box, took out a lighter and lit a cigarette for Du Lin. His expression was also very serious. This was the first time that his own staff had been reduced during his mission, and he also felt that the world cruelty. This is not Alfalfa, this is the real world.

"Do you think you are the only one who will die?" Du Lin breathed out a puff of smoke to suppress the killing intent in his heart, he sneered, "If my brother dies, you, your family, and your relatives will all die. Bury him with him. I will find your best friend, find your most beloved lover, find your most respected teacher, and all those who are close to you will be implicated.”

"If I were you, I would pray to that incompetent old man that my brother would survive."

Durin suddenly handed the pistol to Kina, and he turned to look at the bright-eyed teenagers. He asked, "In our most glorious time, how did we treat those enemies who hurt our brothers and sisters?"

The most glorious he said refers to the heyday of the Guart dynasty. Under the leadership of the former kings and gods, the Guart warriors with steel bodies swept across the continent. Just like the problems that have occurred in many empires, at that time, there were also many nations that were conquered by force and were unwilling to be ruled by the Guarts. They instigated riots and assassinated nobles, hoping to regain their power by overthrowing the regime of the Guart Kingdom. free.

The former king treated these people the same as all emperors, and never showed mercy. Only torture can suppress people's yearning for independence and freedom. So the former king invented a very inhuman torture called the passing day.

At that time, when people caught such people, they would be tied to a pole, and then a small hole would be opened in their stomachs, and the intestines would be pulled out and tied around their necks. This method of execution starts from the moment the sun rises. With the sun exposure, the intestines exposed to the air will soon tighten and become tight. If the temperature and light are suitable, it will probably be in the afternoon At about two o'clock, the victim will be strangled to death by his own contracted intestines.

This method of punishment can only be used in hot seasons. Of course, there are also unique punishments in other seasons, and the current climate can also be used.

When someone called out "Passing Sun" uncertainly, Du Lin raised his finger and pointed at him, "Yes, Pasing Sun. Bandage his wound and take him away. Let our friends experience the despair from hell!"

In the hospital, the tenacious vitality of the young man allowed him to defeat the god of death. Even the doctor lamented, "I have never seen a person who lost so much blood and survived. This is simply a miracle in the history of medicine!", he said Sighing, he asked the blood bank to send two more bags of blood, and also brought warm equipment.

The blood in the blood bank is stored in cold storage. Generally speaking, the blood transfused during the operation is placed at room temperature for a short period of time, and the temperature will not be too low. But this guy lost too much blood, so these blood bags had no time to be treated at room temperature, and his body temperature had already begun to drop significantly.

"By the way, what happened to his wound?" There was a hint of vigilance in the doctor's eyes, and he was considering whether to call the police.

The next second, a fist sent him flying. Du Lin stood where he was standing just now, took out a roll of money from his pocket and threw it on the doctor's slightly red and swollen face, his eyeballs rolled slightly The edge of the eye socket, squinting at him, "You just need to do your job well, and you don't need to worry about other things. This is the last time, do you understand?"

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