Chapter 68: Widow's Town (8)
Susanna...... You guys...... How can you say that!"
Sophie looked at Suzanne in shock, as if looking at a stranger. The woman in front of her, no, or everyone in front of her had changed, and she had become different from the people she remembered, completely different.
These kind and strong people have now become so unthankful, so vexatious, and so selfish!
There was a sound of footsteps, and the women and children silently gathered around Jacob and them in the middle.
Countless eyes stared at Jacob, at Sophie, at all of them, from greed, to indifference, to Malagacy, to all of them.
The scene was silent.
The invisible pressure spreads, eerily heavy, almost suffocating.
"Click-"
Eve swiped out her revolver and aimed her hammer at the crowd, screaming as if she had been blown up by an enraged cat, "Damn! I shouldn't have saved you if I knew I should have let Anthony Wade blow you up! You damn bastards! You didn't dare to resist Anthony Wade, but you dared to treat the people who saved you like this...... If any of you go any further, I'll kill you!"
No one cared about Eve's threats, or the threat of a little girl who looked intimidating on the outside, even if she had a gun pointed at them. Nor are they afraid. Because they feel that they are at the highest moral level!
"We have nothing left, do you want to take our lives?"
Suzanne walked up to Eve with a blank face, her chest pressed directly against the gun that Eve had raised.
"Anthony Wade stole our stuff, and you say you killed him. So what about him stealing our stuff? He won't disappear for no reason! No one else here but you will come...... Again...... Is it wrong for us to want to get back what we have been robbed of, what we have lived?"
"Hey, hey, hey......"
Jacob chuckled. His eyes under his cowboy hat narrowed slightly, looking at these people. Jacob never dared to overestimate human nature, nor did he ever test people's hearts. Because human nature and the human heart are the most fickle and untested things in the world.
In a difficult situation, you can never imagine what kind of thing a person will do!
The human heart is ghostly, and no matter how sinister hell is, it is no more sinister than the human heart.
So, stick to your heart and have good intentions, but you won't be kidnapped by morality.
This is one of Jacob's criteria for being a human being.
Facing the aggressive gaze of Suzanne and the women and children, Jacob smiled dumbly, and although the corners of his mouth were elegant and smiling, his eyes became cold and sharp.
Shoot!
Jacob ordered in his mind.
"Bang-"
The gunfire exploded suddenly, startling everyone and stopping their footsteps.
Smoke rose in front of Susanna, and the pungent smell of gunpowder and the loud noise made her sweat, shiver, and almost incontinent.
The bullet grazed Susanna's head, and the slightest drop would explode her head.
"Ma'am!"
Donald held a gun in one hand, took out a police badge from his pocket with the other and hung it on his chest, then pointed to the badge and said, "Ma'am, I now order you to stop in my capacity as a California sheriff, or I can take your words as blackmail and blackmail!"
โ...... That's right!"
Suzanne said quietly.
She turned her body and clamped the plump ravine directly to Donald's hot muzzle, staring at Donald with a pair of sad and numb eyes, and said, "Donald Sheriff, we should be looking for you! After all, you are the one responsible for protecting us...... If you hadn't led someone to hunt down Anthony Wade a few days ago and missed, Sophie's parents and relatives would not have been killed, and we would not have lost relatives and friends, let alone been imprisoned and insulted......"
Susanna's words pierced Donald's heart like a sharp sword, making Donald suddenly feel ashamed to death, and almost shamelessly faced these people who were looking at him gloomily.
"Officer Donald...... Where do you say all the belongings we've been robbed of? Without money, we orphans and widows can't survive!"
"Yes!"
"Mr. Donald, how can we live without money!"
"Mr. Donald, you asked Mr. Frye to give us back our money......"
......
Donald, who set himself on fire, quickly removed the revolver from Susanna's chest as if he had been burned by the fire, and then looked helplessly at Jacob. This was a condition in which Donald never fainted. In the face of the questions and pleadings of these women and children, he was speechless. After all, unlike Jacob, he is a law enforcement officer in California, and he is responsible for these things. Suzanne was right to look for him.
"Mr. Fry......"
Donald was surrounded by these women, unable to move. With difficulty, he turned to Jacob for help.
In fact, Jacob also heard the meaning of these people's words, and when they said it, they still thought that he was hiding the belongings that Anthony Wade had stolen and not giving them away. And they still think that Jacob, or Sophie, is a good person and can't do anything to them, so they will persecute Jacob like this.
It's just that when was Jacob a good guy?
And where would Jacob care about their persecution?
With what they were doing, Jacob looked down on them.
Could it be that these people, who trembled under Anthony Wade's gun, were imprisoned like cattle, and insulted and humiliated at will, could be wantonly framed and morally kidnapped by Jacob's kindness in front of him, a benefactor who saved their lives and saved them from continued insults?
What do they want to do?
"Bang-"
It was Jacob's shot.
The rioting crowd became quiet again under the threat of gunfire. Everyone turned to look at Jacob.
โwell well well......โ
Jacob chuckled in a low voice.
The barrel of the gun lifted the cowboy hat down, Jacob's thin lips pursed and he smiled wickedly, and the carved golden body of the Remington gun reflected his cold eyes like a mirror. Jacob scanned the crowd with cold eyes, and the sneer on the corner of his mouth was not concealed in the slightest, "Why didn't you resist when Anthony Wade robbed and insulted you?
"Am I so much like a good person?"
"Is this the result of my kindness to you?"
"Or to be a good person, you will be kidnapped by your morality!"
"What will you do if I don't satisfy you today?"
"Or what do you want by doing this?"
There was a dead silence in the crowd.
Everyone looked at Jacob with blank expressions.
"Corpses!"
Susanna, however, was not intimidated by Jacob, and said her request in a dagger.
"Leave these corpses! They robbed us! They insulted us! Now we can't recover our belongings, so please leave these corpses behind to make up for our losses!"
"Hey, hey, hey......"