The young man who fell to the ground clutched his thighs and howled, one of the three bullets was crooked, and the remaining two went into his thigh, causing penetrating wounds.

This is mainly because young people don't have much body fat and their muscle fibers are not strong enough, and bullets can easily tear through a thin layer of flesh and skin from the other side.

"Lucky fellow!", Lynch lowered his gun, "Your god watches you and gives you good luck, I forgive you." ”

The bullet didn't hit the bone, and if it did, the bullet would get stuck in the bone, instead of falling out after being shot through, and this kind of flesh wound looks horrible, and of course it is, but it's not a problem.

As long as the wound is well treated, it won't take long for him to heal.

The young man struggled for a while, and the screams gradually subsided, and his head was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans, and he was forced to stand up by others.

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Lynch......", another series of compliments, the young man might think that Lynch deliberately did not hit his leg bone, so Lynch was forgiving, merciful, and he did not ask for his leg to be broken.

But how did he, and the others, know that it was purely because of Lynch's bad marksmanship, but it also brought a positive side to the matter.

People who believe in religion, believe in gods, believe in fate always think that every step of life is determined by a certain will, for example, Lynch did not hit the young man in the leg bone, his tolerance and kindness played a role, and at the same time fate also played a role.

This also made other young people start to accept the result, they lined up, they were shot, and even if someone was unlucky and the bullet hit the bone, they would be lifted up and praised for Lynch's kindness and tolerance.

Even in the end, Lynch took out a sum of money and asked them to go to a doctor to treat their leg injuries, and this series of actions made people respect and awe of Lynch for a while.

Just when everyone thought it was over, Lynch spoke again.

"I know that some people have taken something from here that belongs to me, like what we have just experienced, I am a reasonable person......", he stood in the middle of the camp, looking at the people around him, and his calm temperament was heartbreaking.

"You have taken my things and broken my place, and I will give you a chance to see my forgiveness. ”

"Give back what you took from me, and I'll give up holding you accountable, but if someone doesn't do that......," he looked at the police chief on the side, "you're going to catch them, right?"

Lynch is not a local official, nor is he a local ruling class, he is just a foreign businessman, but at this moment, he does it in such a way that no one will feel that he is doing something wrong.

The Chief of Police nodded repeatedly, "Yes, Mr. Lynch, I'm sure I'll be able to catch those people!"

"Very well, I'll leave it to you, I'm going to take my father to take care of his wounds. Lynch said and looked at the young man who was standing on the side at a loss, "Give you three days off to enjoy your newlywed, and I'm going to see you on the construction site in three days, do you understand?"

When Lynch took Nell into the car, Nell's blood was long gone, and he began to pick at the dried blood clots on his skin with his hands, "I thought you would be more brutal to these people." ”

"Why do you think so, we are civilized?", Lynch strangely returned the pistol to the sergeant, and praised his weapon by the way, "Your pistol is great, you can shoot a lot of bullets without changing magazines." ”

The sergeant grinned and did not answer the question.

Limited modifications to one's own firearms are allowed in the military, such as increasing the capacity of drums and magazines.

Some people will deliberately increase the magazine capacity of their pistols, because during this period, once the war has progressed to the point where it is necessary to use pistols, there will basically be no chance to change magazines.

Although the Union soldiers who had not fought in any war during the World War had not been on the front line, they had done a good job of preparation, the sergeant had changed his pistol magazine, and it was said that a soldier had invented a large drum and obtained a patent, and was currently working for a military industrial group in development.

Small modifications are normal, it's nothing special.

Returning the gun to the sergeant, Lynch turned to look at Nell, "It's really useless to kill them, you won't get anything except to make the locals hate you even more, hate you, and possibly put you in danger of killing you anytime and anywhere." ”

He made it very clear that killing these people in the current situation was actually about ...... Dozens of dollars, these dozens of dollars are just bullet money.

He didn't need to pay even a penny more for those who were killed by his orders to do follow-up work, and the provincial governor would help him deal with this turmoil.

Things can be done, but the words are still the same sentence, there is no need.

Nell sighed too, "Then let them go like that?", he snorted through gritted teeth, "They broke our gates, our houses, stole our things, and broke my head, and just let them go?"

Lynch looked Nell up and down, and the latter was a little uncomfortable, "Look, you didn't do it when you were angry just now, and now you're feeling uncomfortable......"

He laughed as he spoke, and while the laughter gradually stopped, his face became a little more playful, "Don't worry, Nell, this matter won't be over so simply, I'm a fair person, remember, I'll give them a fair result......"

Lynch shook his head, "Anyway, you just know. ”

"Can you tell me?", Nell sat down on Lynch's side, "I know it alone?"

Lynch never spoke, still squinting at him, his face shocked, "Don't you believe me?"

......

Lynch's actions were not in vain after all, and when they saw these foreigners shooting those compatriots with their own eyes, some people's hearts could not bear this fear after all.

In their eyes, the incomparably powerful police chief is like a rabbit that has been castrated, standing by Lynch's side with his legs clamped, and once the police chief is serious, those who have stolen things will not be able to escape.

This is also a problem that exists in a closed society, and it is impossible to get out. Can't get in.

Compared with adults, they have better psychological tolerance, and some young people who have some understanding of the world and seem to understand it are more likely to be afraid.

They know the cruelty of some societies, but they are not completely aware of the rules of society and its operating mechanisms, and this perception of not knowing much makes them instinctively feel afraid.

Not long after Lynch left, a boy who looked to be only seventeen, eighteen or nineteen years old walked into the camp with a broken bag containing bottles and cans.

He found a random place to put it away—he didn't even throw it away, but gently put it down, then turned around and prepared to leave.

At this time, someone stopped him.

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"Sir?", the young man turned timidly to look at a balding foreigner in his forties, with fear in his eyes, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have stolen anything from here." ”

"It's okay, your honesty has redeemed you, Mr. Lynch knows someone who will be brave enough to take the first step, you're an amazing person, so you've got a chance. ”

"He asked me to ask you a question, would you like to work for him?"

The young man was stunned for a few seconds, then nodded frantically, "Yes sir, yes sir, I thought Mr. Lynch was serving, what did he need to do for him?"

"I can do anything!", he puffed up his thin chest, "I run fast, and many people can't catch up with me." ”

He boasted of his merits, and the assistant manager's gaze inadvertently swept over the bag of things stolen by the young man in front of him, "A job, it may be some manual work, or it may be to work abroad." ”

"Mr. Lynch is in ...... The whole world has its own business, and we need some reliable, honest people, and you fit that character well......"

When the young man walked out of the camp in a daze, he didn't expect that fate would play such a big joke on him!

He just sent back what he stole and took, and Master Lynch was going to give him a job, maybe even a job abroad!

Everyone knows how good the welfare of these foreigners is, Asr has already read out the recruitment policy a few days ago, and the salary of close to two hundred galils (a fifty federal sol) per day makes many people very excited!

And they also promised a free lunch and some labor protection supplies, which are so attractive!

Everyone wants to be an employee of Mr. Lynch, wearing decent work clothes in and out of the clean factory gates, but the opportunity doesn't fall on everyone who needs it.

He went to the selection and failed, and the recruiter said he was too thin to meet the requirements.

I didn't expect that the hope that had been lost was turned around here!

Not long after he walked out the door, some of his peers and some adults also gathered around and asked what he had talked to the assistant manager while he was inside.

They were watching from the outside, just to see what Lynch would do, and they were desperate to know what the boy was saying to the people inside.

The boy was very honest, he told others what he knew, including the other party's promise, and he was affirmed by Lord Lynch because he obeyed the "rules of Lord Lynch".

He's going to be an employee of Lord Lynch!

This detonated people's enthusiasm for returning "stolen goods", no matter how valuable the broken copper and iron is, it is not as real as a job in a foreign-funded enterprise!

The second man appeared, and he carried a gramophone into the camp, and soon he came out of it with a look of surprise on his face, and watched the others laugh, and the meaning was self-evident.

In less than a day, not only had all the lost items in the camp been recovered, but there were also a lot of bits and pieces......