Durin stepped out of the sunlight into the dark world of the warehouse, and when the Hunn family finally saw who it was who had entered, Hunn was visibly relieved, and his wife and daughter seemed to relax.

The script is wrong?

In fact, the script is very right, when Huen has just returned to the dilapidated little house in his hometown, a group of teenagers pounce on them like wolves, they have sharp knives in their hands, subdue them and tie them hand and foot, and put a black hood on them. The moment the black, opaque hood fell to obscure his vision, he thought of the past, of the present, and of the future, because he felt that he might not live long.

Huon was older and more experienced, and he knew that there were only two kinds of people who would use these black, opaque headgear. The first type is the bailiffs, who will put such hoods on the prisoners, put heavy shackles, and then hang the noose around their necks, and finally push the handles. It is said that people can still hear the sound of their neck breaking before they die, and then they will slowly enter death.

The other kind of people are gang members. When a gang member puts a black hood on someone's head, it means that the gang has sentenced that person to death.

The official black hood is given to the prisoner because it is said in the Catholic Verse that when a person dies, his soul attaches to the body of the last person he saw and who has a strong hatred for him. Being possessed by such an evil spirit will not only cause illness in the body, but also bring bad luck. Therefore, when the official execution is carried out, the condemned prisoner will be hooded, so that they cannot pester an innocent person as a fool.

And the gang uses black hoods to make the opponent's death more shameful and dishonorable. Gang members pay more attention to personal honor and glory than people think, and any dishonorable death is a great humiliation for gang members. Wearing a black hood, the way of dying "you don't even know who killed you" is obviously very dishonorable.

Therefore, Hune thinks that this group of teenagers should be Morris's subordinates, and they came to arrest him, and they were also instructed by Morris.

Durin smiled and shook his head, maybe this is the gap between people, right?!If the person who appeared now was Maurice, Hunn should weep bitterly and repent of his wrongdoing, and beg Morris for forgiveness, because he knew that Morris would most likely do something to him and his family. But when he Durin appeared, Hunn actually breathed a sigh of relief, was it because he thought Durin was a good person?

Or a nice guy to get along with?

Durin crouched down and lit a cigarette for himself. He learned to smoke very quickly after coming to the city, and he doesn't actually have any addiction to cigarettes now. He smoked, partly under the influence of Mr. Kersma, and partly by the guy in his dreams.

The cigarette butt was lit, emitting a bright fire, and Durin took a puff, circulated it in his lungs before spitting it out of his mouth, and he licked his slightly dry lips, "I don't like trouble. He laughed, and as he looked at the interior of Warehouse Ten, he said, "From a very young age, I didn't like trouble. I don't like to cause trouble to others, and I don't like people to cause me trouble. ”

"Mr. Hunn, you have caused me a big problem. ”

Hunn's mouth squirmed for a moment before he spat out an apologetic word, "I don't want to do this, Mr. Durin, but if I don't, Maurice's people won't let me go, I can't lose my wife and my daughter, for whom I can only deceive Maurice slightly." If Maurice is in trouble with you, you can let him come to me, I still have 1,100 dollars here, I don't owe him much, and I can pay him back if I borrow some from relatives!"

"No need!", Durin said, shaking his head, "Maurice has gone to hell to confess, and you will be next." ”

As he spoke, Durin stood up and took a few steps back and forth, "To be honest, I still have a hard time believing that I would say such a thing, but the kindness I once hesitated to do had cost me a lot of money and almost put me in danger, so ......", Durin smiled apologetically, " I'm sorry Mr. Hunn, as the president of the Fellow Townspeople's Association, as a not-so-formal moonshiner merchant, I can only say sorry, my status, my identity does not allow me to be stupid a second time, if I have the chance, we will see you again in heaven!"

Saying that, Dulin pressed the cigarette butt in his hand to the door of Hunn's head, Hunn suddenly burst out into a cry of pain, and Dulin laughed after letting go, "Look, my kind heart is messing with again, you liars won't go to heaven, so go to hell and wait for me!", After speaking, Dulin turned around and left, without stopping for the slightest reason for Hunn's prayer.

Walking out of the warehouse, Durin tilted his head, and Dover immediately came over, and after a few words, he left. There was so much to do for him, and he couldn't afford to waste too much time here.

It didn't take long for Dufo to have a few teenagers carry two wooden barrels over. These barrels are used to hold wine, and each barrel can hold at least seventy-five gallons of wine, which is more than enough for people. Several people carried the barrels into the warehouse together, Huon looked at the group of teenagers, and immediately begged, "Please, let me see Mr. Doolin, I didn't lie to him, I really sold the ranch to him, and even if he wants to trouble me, it is Morris who comes to trouble me, not Mr. Doolin." ”

Dover raised his foot and kicked Hunn in the face, "Maurice, Morris went to Hell to fight the demons before you, since you want to explain it so much, go to Hell and talk to that dead ghost of Maurice." As he spoke, he picked up a stick from the construction waste that had not yet had time to dump on the side and struck it Hunn's head. Hunn's whole body suddenly convulsed.

Dover smiled as he spoke, and he touched the little girl's head, revealing a sunny smile. In addition, as a Guerte, his facial features are more three-dimensional, and his handsomeness makes the little girl temporarily forget her fear.

"It's okay, your mother will be with you, just bear with it!", he said and looked at Hune's wife again, "I'm sorry ma'am, for whatever reason, I'm sure I can't ask for your forgiveness." If your husband is going to hell, then you will definitely go to heaven. ”

A stick landed on the back of the woman's head, and she leaned forward and sat down. The little girls did not escape this fate, and perhaps leaving this world in a coma was the last mercy that Durin left them.

"Put him in this bucket, put them in another, and then withdraw and pour mud on him and seal his mouth and throw him into the river of Agate. ”

As the teenagers moved in unison, Huon and his wife and daughter were each loaded into two barrels, then poured with a thick amount of viscous mud, sealed the lids, and riveted.

Perhaps no one will find out that there is a crook hidden in these two barrels.

The two barrels were transported for half a day and dropped into a tributary of the Onyx River outside the city. It sank with a pop, and it was difficult to float with the buoyancy of the barrel itself. Maybe after a long time, they will see the light of day again, but there will be no such opportunity in the short term.

After taking care of this, Dulfo returned to the ranch and gave a brief account of what had happened, and Durin sat down on the couch at Hunn's house, waved his hand, and asked him to leave. He couldn't help but take out another cigarette and light it for himself, his eyes staring ahead without focus.

He didn't understand when he had become so cruel, why he was able to decide the fate of his family in an understatement, what made him so ruthless to take the lives of others?

Looking at the cigarette butt slowly rolling on the ground, he snorted twice, maybe it was because he didn't want to be like Hunn one day, and someone else decided his fate without his permission, so he became so cruel?

It's not cruelty!

He told himself that it was to secure his life, to be strong in order to secure his own interests.

It's not cruel......

is a powerful!

He breathed a sigh of relief, patted the cigarette ash on his thigh, held his head high, and pushed open the door with a step, welcoming the sun shining on everything in the world!