British 1986

Hall screamed and looked at several strong men who walked into the factory one after another.

He was now hung up with his hands tied, and the pain in his calf prevented him from concentrating. He could only tilt his head and watch his wife and child being similarly hung not far from him.

At this time

The little white man who had come to the door and asked him to give a speech in Cote d'Ivoire with a friendly face, held something that looked like a Walkman, pressed the button, and placed it next to him.

No sound came from the Walkman, and Hall suddenly realized that the other party was recording.

What kind of person is he who wants to cause trouble for him?

Such a group of people made up all the reasons and spent more than half a month to lure him here?

"Mr. Hall, can I ask you a few questions?"

The leading white man finally came in, holding a bundle of newspapers in his hand, with the same gentle smile, but Hall no longer cared about his smile.

On the contrary, seeing his smile made Hall tremble slightly. This man kept this kind of calm smile from beginning to end, and his smile made him feel very charming!

"Don't hurt my family, I'll give you money!"

"Ha ha."

The strong white man looked at Hall and was frightened for a moment. He laughed twice, walked slowly to Hall, put the newspaper under his arm, reached out and dug around Hall, and took out the check containing a hundred thousand US dollars. envelope.

After opening the check and checking the envelope, the strong man breathed a sigh of relief. The check was real, but it was not for Hall, but a reward for them.

He is Allen's bodyguard. Because of his good behavior, the last time Allen went to Italy, he was in the theater and helped Allen hold a blanket to cover the window in the private room.

This time I went to the United States with Karl Lao. The first was to take a vacation and have some fun there. The second was to help Karl Lao train his "employees" by the way.

After these employees are trained, they must test the training results.

How to check?

Actual combat!

Let’s start with the most conspicuous Hall.

Every step they took was strictly in accordance with the words and movements they had been trained in advance.

After every contact with Hall, you have to make a summary when you go back, discuss the target's mental state, and then make notes for everyone to refer to and learn from each other.

Now that I have finally hooked up with my target in Cote d'Ivoire, half of the task is completed!

Even the place where the crime was committed was carefully selected by strong white men.

Côte d'Ivoire used to be a French colony, which made it easier for them to frame it, and the current Aboiso Province is close to the border with Ghana.

Where is Ghana?

This is a Commonwealth country, a former British colony, and they are now only more than half an hour's drive from the border!

Make it easier for them to retreat after finishing their work.

And this one hundred thousand US dollars was what Allen gave them before leaving, as a reward for this job!

Now he is being used as bait by a strong white man. He can deceive one after another. No one will withstand the temptation of one hundred thousand dollars, right?

"I don't want your money. Please answer my questions honestly."

"You ask! You ask!"

Hall's voice was hoarse from shouting, and the bones in his calf must have been broken by the kick. This kind of pain can't be touched with hands.

"cough"

The strong white man picked up the newspaper under his arm and started reading from the first one.

"On December 27, 1987, the headline of the news below the back page of this newspaper is... Was it written by you?"

Looking at the newspaper that the strong white man took out, Hall's pupils shrank and he timidly said: "Yes."

"very good!"

The strong man put down the newspaper, took out the next one and said, "December 30, 1987. Did you write this?"

"yes!"

"Did you write this?"

"yes!"

"Did you find a relationship and write this with someone?"

"yes"

Hall took a look at each newspaper he took out and said yes.

There were a total of nine newspapers, all related to him, or written directly by him, about articles accusing the count.

Hall had realized why the group was here.

"Very good! I thought you wouldn't admit it, but I didn't expect you to be so cooperative!"

The strong man put down the last newspaper. Since they all had the right numbers, it proved that they had arrested the wrong person.

This is the unique rigor of the British. Even though he had wasted more than half a month on this product, he finally confirmed it himself!

"Can I ask you a personal question?"

The strong man didn't expect that the interview would go so smoothly. Before he even started, the other party admitted it, which actually made him a little curious.

"???"

Hall moved his dry lips, a little confused as to what a private issue was. Could it be that the previous issues were public issues?

"You ask! You ask! I want to drink water. I feel so uncomfortable. Can you put me down?"

"I'm more curious, what makes you so bold and dare to publicly accuse an earl? Aren't you afraid? Who gave you the courage? Your Martin Luther King?"

The strong man was just too curious.

Due to the difference in his growing environment, he really couldn't imagine why this black man was so persistent in publicly accusing an earl in a newspaper, or in a very influential newspaper.

The strong man who grew up in England is a little confused by this kind of courage.

Not to mess with nobles is a principle that even a three-year-old child knows.

You may think that they have no rights now, or you may think that they are very low-key now.

But you can’t output with such blatant facial expressions.

Even if there are no aristocrats in the United States, don’t they understand that rich people are not something ordinary people can mess with?

Is it just because he is an editor and lives in a wealthy community? Do you feel like you are an upper class person?

"I" Hall was stunned by this question.

This is a misunderstanding. The United States is big, but it is also small. It is so big that many people have never left a city in their lives and live in slums all day long.

It is so small that as long as you are rich and famous, you can get to know elite neighbors from all walks of life in the same community.

He didn't feel that his little "protest" in the newspaper was nothing to a nobleman. It was just a few words about him.

No public insults.

Isn't it okay to just say a few words?

Now that you've made a movie, why don't you let people comment on it?

Looking at the silent Hall, the strong white man waved his hand without urging him.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

There were three dull muffled sounds, followed by a woman's wolf-like cry.

Hall came to his senses in a daze and looked at the opposite side not far away.

The younger son, who had been jumping around just a moment ago, was beaten to death in the blink of an eye.

Hall's mind went blank and he stared at the hanging, motionless body for a full minute.

With a sudden jerk, Hall roared and twisted.

"I'll fight you! I said whatever you asked me! Why? Why do you want to hurt my family."

"Oh? I thought you were asleep. I just asked you, weren't you silent? Let me cheer you up."

There was not even a trace of fluctuation on the white man's face. He still maintained his peaceful smile and looked at Hall.

"???"

The people in Hall are all crazy. Just because he was in a daze, his youngest son was lost like this?

These people are so cruel!

So lawless!

"I said! I said!"

"Haha. That question is invalid. I don't want to hear it anymore."

The strong man didn't give Hall any chance and waved gently again.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The sound of the iron rod wrapped in cloth hitting the body was a bit dull. When the first sound came, Hall's wife screamed a bit loudly.

But the next few muffled sounds ended, and the annoying screams had disappeared. In the entire factory, apart from Hall's wailing, there was only the cry of a child.

"I say! I say! Please, I will tell you whatever you ask! Let my child go!"

"Haha, that's right."

The strong man motioned to his men to put Hall down.

With a muffled sound of "Plop", Hall fell directly to the ground like a dead pig. His leg was thrown so hard that he began to scream in pain again.

The strong white man just squatted on the ground, tilting his head and looking at Hall holding his legs and yelling.

"Are you okay? Mr. Hall, my patience is limited."

After hearing this, Hall raised his head with difficulty, his eyes were bloodshot, dragged one leg and slowly climbed up to the strong man and shouted: "Ask, ask!"

"Haha, your Excellency asked me to ask you, when you posted the article, did you ever think about where you are today? Do you regret it now?"

Hall gasped, eyes filled with hatred.

He doesn't care who he has accused now. In his mind, this is the oppression and persecution of him by the nobles!

He didn't feel that he had done anything wrong, and he never felt that he had done anything wrong.

As one of the editors-in-chief of a major newspaper, Allen is like a symbol in his eyes. He just comments on this symbol and then criticizes it a little.

He just fulfilled his duties as an editor and spoke for his own people.

The strong man slowly raised his hand, looked at Hall's hateful eyes, slightly curled his lips, and snorted with some disdain.

"Regret! Regret!"

Seeing the strong man's actions, Hall was scared again. People had to bow their heads under the eaves. He still understood that as long as he was allowed to get out alive today, he would not spare these people. He could see their IDs. However, he remembered all their names, and he wanted to find them all one by one!

"Don't test my patience"

The strong man dropped his hand as he spoke.

"no no!"

Hall looked at the man with the stick in the distance, then walked towards his son, shouting and crawling towards the strong man, he wanted to beg for mercy

But the other party's movements were too fast and not artificial at all. There was a scream, followed by a muffled sound, and the entire factory became quiet.

Hall stared blankly at the three hanging, motionless figures. He was completely stunned.

An hour ago, their family got off the plane happily and were still thinking about where to go.

now

All is lost!

Hall slowly turned his head and looked at the strong man, opening his mouth. He wanted to curse, he wanted to roar, but

Seeing the strong man still smiling, all the emotions and words were stuck in Hall's throat.

"Are you desperate?"

The strong man asked with a smile.

Hall nodded numbly.

The strong man frowned slightly. It was not enough to just nod and not speak. The tape recorder only recorded sounds but not video.

"Speak! Are you desperate?!"

"despair!"

"snort!"

The strong man snorted coldly, took what his subordinates handed him, and threw it to the ground in front of Hall.

Hall stared blankly at the things thrown over.

This is two servings

I personally identified it. The name above looks very familiar.

Those were his two sons and his name, and the following results were so dazzling.

"???"

That line had no biological connection, and Hall's heartbeat slowed down by half a beat.

The son is not your own?

"You didn't expect it, did you? The son you adopted is not your biological son."

The strong man still had the same gentle tone, which further stimulated Hall.

Hall's current state is very strange. His mouth is open and his head is shaking. He seems to have not heard the words. He is stupid!

"Work! Retreat after finishing the work!"

The strong man nodded with satisfaction at the effect and directed his men to continue working.

With the last muffled groan, the entire factory became completely silent.

The little white man came to Hall's side, picked up the appraisal certificate on the ground, and looked at it curiously.

"Boss? What about this matter? I remember it wasn't recorded in the file."

"This is a false report made by me. You want to make him despair and suffer, nothing less will do!"

The strong man snatched the fake paternity test, folded it in half and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.

"???"

The little man swallowed his saliva and glanced at Hall who had expired on the ground. I really felt pity for him. Before he died, he was deceived that his son was not his biological son. Tsk tsk tsk.

"Hurry up and get to work! Clean up this place. The first group will be left to clean up. The other two groups will clean up separately and go to Ghana according to the planned route. Let's meet in Wilmington!"

The strong white man stood up and asked someone to take pictures with a camera, then put away the Walkman on the ground.

Recording and taking photos, these are all things that need to be done when we go back!

In the gentle string atmosphere, Allen leaned on the lounge chair, and the maid next to him was shaving his ears with a long bird feather.

This is a very popular ear-picking method in the island country. The whole process is complicated, but the process is very comfortable.

Everything is fine except that I can't do it often.

Hearing a noise outside the door in the distance, Allen raised his hand slightly to ask the maid to stop.

Sitting upright, Allen's ears moved slightly as the sound got closer and closer. The sound seemed familiar. Isn't this Angus's voice?

"bump!"

Angus didn't even knock on the door, but pushed it open angrily. Angus, who was still full of anger, happened to meet the eyes of Alan, who had just sat down and looked expressionless.

"Eren, when did you come back?"

Angus's momentum suddenly dropped and he asked in a low voice.

Hu Te, who was following him, walked into the study room and looked at the scene in front of him, somewhat dumbfounded.

Angus was a duke after all, and he couldn't stop him when he barged in. He glanced at Alan, and Alan motioned for him to close the door and go out.

Hut nodded, closed the door and went out.

"I came back not long after Christmas. What happened?"

"I"

Angus originally wanted to complain a few words about Allen cheating him and then sneaking away alone. Now looking at the calm-looking Allen, he suddenly didn't know how to speak.

"Sit down first! Go and pour tea for the Duke."

The maid bent down and carefully walked around Angus to get the tea set.