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"Brother Hero" I couldn't believe my eyes, the little coconut is no longer the little coconut who used to call himself an adult. Since the burly and tall young man next to him was a little coconut in those years, he not only had a beard, but also exercised a strong muscle. In the sun, his black skin seemed to glow.

I haven't seen him for a long time, due to the continuous increase in population, I slowly ignored some of the people around me, thinking carefully, we have been in the plane accident for a while, at least 10 years, we have increased from a few hundred to a few thousand, the growth rate of the population is not estimated by you, especially the cannibals and sea urchins, their reproductive cycle has advanced from nine months to one or two months, what is the reason, we don't know, they are developing rapidly.

"Is there something wrong" I was building my village of Doberner, and according to my recollection, we burned the bricks and turned them into houses one by one, and one house after another was built with our concerted efforts. The villagers of Dobner painted the walls of their houses and the streets with colored earth from the bottom of the sea, and Dobner suddenly became colorful.

"Something's wrong, go and take a look" I didn't feel like I had just passed 10 years, but half a century, and I was unable to do it, and I slowly slid down the fence.

"What's wrong, you say," the little coconut looked a little flustered.

"Uncle German...

"What's wrong with him"

"He's dead," he said in a sad tone, yes, it was sad news.

"How can this be, he was alive yesterday" I can't believe it's true, what we lost is not as simple as a leader, so to speak, we tore our jack-of-all-trades dictionary.

"Let's go check it out"

The Germans were really dead, and when I arrived at his house, he was lying quietly on the bed, his chest shoehorned open, and he looked like an ugly death.

"Who did it" I was furious, I didn't understand why anyone was so ruthless, but I knew that the death of Deguoge meant that the 10-year silence of Dobernard Village was about to break.

Little Coconut is a clever and observant man, and he carefully rummages through the Germans' fatal sorrows with his hands. It was as if he had discovered something.

"It's not like a human did it," he said.

"Did you find anything else?" I asked.

"His gun is gone," he said.

When Little Coconut mentioned the gun, we were all stunned, the Germans had guns, but he never fired them, and in 10 years, we all forgot about them.

"Good memory, are you really sent by Jesus" Shiratori has changed in the slightest, and he still retains the same humor as he did 10 years ago.

"Shut up," I said.

"Who do you think it would do?"

"It's not people, there aren't many people here who can kill Uncle German, Devil Flyer, York's mount," Little Coconut said with some certainty.

The crowd immediately coaxed, saying that they wanted to take the devil flyer how, how.

"Are you sure," I said.

"I'm not sure, but I can go to York, maybe I'll find something?" Little Coconut said.

I ran to York's house with the people, and I prayed that things weren't what Little Coconut thought, and over the years, I had treated Vicker as if he were my own son.

When we got to the door, we didn't knock on the door civilly, as we did in the past, but kicked it open.

Sure enough, York had a gun in his hand.

"York, it's really you"

When York saw that everyone was blocking the door, he panicked. He was at a loss

"What are the Germans sorry for you, why did you kill him" I slowly approached York, who threw his gun on the ground in panic and took a few steps back, his steps were messy, and he was about to trip over himself. Muttered "I don't know what's going on, I don't know"

"How is the German gun's gun in your hand" Little Coconut defended York's age, but he looked a little more aggressive than York.

"I picked it up"

"Haha, that's funny," the little coconut said contemptuously.

"Needless to say, we also know that you savages want to be independent, don't you?"

Little Coconut's sharp language drove York into speechlessness. Instead of sentencing York to death on the judgment of the little coconut, we kept him in a dark cellar, and the death of the old German has yet to be verified.

Gu Xiaococonut said that York wanted to make the savages independent, and the Germans did not allow it, so they made this killing.

In my opinion, this motive for killing is simply fart. There was not the slightest movement of the wild crowd, nor the slightest independent logical relationship.

But the evidence is conclusive, after all, the German's gun is on York's.

The execution of York was not a priority. The priority is to elect another leader to replace the Germans, because everyone thinks that power cannot be in the hands of one person, that is, me.