The lifeless flesh has begun to stiffen, and black blood marks hang from the stitched holes, and they may not dare to believe that they are leaving this world until the moment of death, no matter how the world hurts them, there is always something worth their attachment to. However, they just left, because Graff sabotaged the plan and didn't kill Wood in the first place, so they died.

The worst guy was the boy who grabbed Robben from behind and stabbed him, Durin vaguely remembered what he seemed to be called, the right temple was smashed, and the bones around him were shattered and sunk in. It was the result of Robben's wrench of bursting life force, in fact, he didn't need to trade death for such a tragic result, as long as Graff was there.

All assumptions are based on the perfect implementation of the plan, but there will always be someone or something that will constantly destroy the plan that has been made.

Graff crouched on the ground with his head in his hands, and he didn't say a word.

Yes, his mother and brother were rescued, and just as Doolin had told him, Wood would not hurt his mother and brother when they did something to Wood's men. A male lion may eat to deter a jackal that tries to provoke him, but if the jackal makes a provocative gesture before the male lion eats, no matter how hungry the male lion is, he will kill the jackals who dare to scream at him on his territory before eating the food.

This order is not easily reversed, and the younger and stronger the lion, the more concerned it is to maintain its majesty.

Two people were rescued, six died, and the most critical guy ran away, and this is the price.

So in the face of Durin's accusations, Graff had no other way but to crouch and hold his head to bear the pain. He's wrong, he's wrong, and he's not going to use any excuse to clear his name, which is why everyone wants to trust Graff – he's a guy you can trust.

Most of the time, it is.

The atmosphere in the room was very solemn, and During's eyelids were drooping, and his gaze pierced Graff's body like a sword from the half-closed slit of his eyes. After a long time, he sighed, walked back to his desk, and sat down in his chair. He crossed his legs and hugged his raised knees with both hands, although it was a very ordinary movement, but it gave people a very unique feeling. It's like ...... He can decide everything!

"Well, you go and apologize to the families of each of the victims, give them a pension, soothe their emotions, and ask for their forgiveness. If everyone is willing to forgive you, I will forgive you too, but that doesn't mean more. If someone is unwilling to forgive you, I want you to be able to live a peaceful and prosperous life, which is also your original dream. I will not touch your dividend rights, and there will still be enough cash into your account in the Imperial Central Bank every month, enough for you to enjoy the comfortable life you want. ”

Durin shook his head slightly, "You and I, unlike us, Graff, there are some things you can't do, don't force yourself!"

Graff, crouching on the ground holding his head, let go of his hands, his red eyes staring directly at Durin, giving him the feeling that he wanted to eat himself alive. Dulin didn't flinch in the face of Graff's gaze, his eyes didn't even show the slightest fluctuation, and he met Graff's gaze calmly as before.

"You want to kick me out!", Graff slowly stood up, and had to say that the strong man standing in front of someone shorter than himself did have a great sense of oppression. But unfortunately, Durin never felt weaker than Graff, maybe he was not very tall, but his heart was very high, big, and strong!

Durin shrugged his shoulders and nodded without surprise, "It's not my problem, my brother, it's your problem, understand?", Durin raised a hand and tapped it on the table with his fingers, while saying word by word: "It's your problem!"

The muscles in Graff's face jumped, "What's wrong with me?"

"Alcohol!", Durin held out one finger, then a second finger, "I don't come home at night, I know where you've been, you've put all your energy on those cheap women, and don't even come back at night." In Graff's gaze, Durinshu stretched out his third finger, "You're too warm for everyone, but you've forgotten what we do." ”

"And, of course, the fourth point, that you don't have the heart to obey. Broke our plans and traded six lives for two of your already safe relatives. If I'm not mistaken, Graff, there shouldn't be more than three of your mother's and your brother's guards, and they probably don't even have a knife on them, am I right?"

Dühring's bold guess stiffened Graff's whole body, and Dührin was not mistaken, his mother and his brother were imprisoned by Wood in a suburban villa. Except for a few days without food and dizziness from hunger, Wood didn't treat them cruelly. Because at that time, Wood was still a gentleman!

Gentleman!

Graff was able to easily rescue his mother and brother without any trouble.

At this time, he was very emotional, because he took matters into his own hands and left the plan thinking that he was not the key, which led to the tragic death of six teenagers. In fact, Graff, who was not in a bad heart, was already full of guilt, he had never hated himself so much as he did now. Immediately afterwards, Durin planned to kick him out, which made him a little hesitant and dazed. It can be said that he personally established the association, and then made Durin the president.

Almost everyone in the Townspeople Association was contacted by him, and the six corpses made him suffer more than Durin, because these people had all joined the Townspeople Association at his request.

But now, Durin told him that he should go and enjoy a life of abundance and happiness, and leave everything here behind, and the reason was his mistake.

While he hated himself, he also hated Durin's ruthlessness. It's just a one-sentence thing, why did it look like this?

He gasped, Durin, who was sitting across from him, could even feel the air flowing through the room from his nostrils, he glared at Durin, and shook his head, "No, I won't leave, the Fellow Townspeople will not only belong to you, but also to me! I absolutely, absolutely will not leave!", he almost roared a few steps and rushed to the table, two huge fists slammed on the table, leaning forward as far as he could, his face was less than twenty centimeters away from Durin's face.

But these 20 centimeters may be a distance that Graff will never be able to surpass.

Durin's body didn't change in the slightest, he still sat like that, and his eyes didn't change much.

Dover stood at the side of the two with a cold expression, the pistol in his hand pressed against Graff's temple.