Cosma Empire

How much courage can a person have when facing death?

This needs to refer to how many settings are in the person who faces death. For some religious people, death is just a new beginning, or even the starting point of happiness. For these people, death is not scary. As long as he dies in the right way, he will feel happiness and contentment, not fear.

But what if it's a gang member?

Without any belief that can support the weight of the soul, death becomes infinitely terrifying.

Facing the feeling of the cold metal substance on his forehead, this guy's face changed for a while, and then he became calm again.

Because he didn't believe that the little guy in front of him really dared to kill him, he was a subordinate of "Woodman Wood", and with Wood's prestige and status in Tenell City, it wasn't just anyone who could do anything to him. So he didn't have much fear on his face, and even showed a hint of arrogance, "If you have the ability..."

Du Lin's finger pulled the trigger, and the bullets in the gun chamber were sprayed out at a speed of 350 meters per second, and the sharp bullets directly smashed the guy's skull. After being resisted, the hollow bullet tail began to turn outward under the huge force, and it was completely turned over when passing through the brain tissue. With a sharp tearing metal edge, it turned over and passed through the back of the head easily.

There was a muffled bang, and a blood mist with a lot of red and white bits and pieces spewed out from the back of that guy's head. The fishy smell immediately permeated the air, and the guy's body also leaned back with the movement of his head, and then fell forward, falling at Du Lin's feet.

A hole the size of a fist was opened in the back of the head, and more than half of the contents had already been sprayed out. The thick plasma still exuded a trace of heat in the middle of the night. The faces of the other two people finally lost their calm or aggressive expressions, and showed panic.

Is this young man crazy?

We are Wood's subordinates, isn't he afraid of Wood's report... mmp, he doesn't know our identities!

The two guys looked at their dead companions, the expressions on their faces were as strange as they could be. They really thought too much, and not everyone had to know them. Just like how few people in Tenell City know Du Lin, sometimes people can't associate fame with something specific, let alone at such a time.

Du Lin looked down at the blood splattered on his pajama pants, squatted down and stretched out a finger to wipe off a little bit, rubbing it on the guy's shoulder, and said something in his mouth.

He quickly walked up to the second person, and put the gun on his head in the same way, "Look, he thought I might not shoot, so I was frightened by him and shook my hands, Now can you tell me, who are you, why are you following my carriage, and what are you planning to do?" Just as the man was about to speak, Du Lin raised his other hand and put his index finger between his lips , made a silent motion, "Shhh...Think first, and then answer my question after thinking it through, otherwise I might be so scared that I will shake my hands again."

That guy actually secreted a thin layer of sweat on his forehead in the cold eyes of this autumn!

Du Lin could feel that his body was trembling slightly, people are so strange, if they don't see the same kind of death in front of him, it is difficult to erupt complex and passionate emotions.

After waiting for about ten seconds, Du Lin nodded, "Now, have you thought about it?"

"Think about it, we are from Wood..."

All eyes were on the third person, that is, the last person, and the second person, that is, the guy whose head was held by Du Lin with a gun, turned his head in disbelief and looked at the person who was very good on weekdays. Companion, he actually learned to rush to answer at this terrible time?

The next second, the gunshot rang out, and the second guy fell to the ground with unwillingness and resentment.

Just like the guy before, Du Lin opened a window for his head, hoping that if he had a next life, he would become a little wiser.

In fact, the so-called unwillingness and resentment did not exist, because the moment the bullet penetrated his brain, his eyeballs had already started to spin around, and finally turned white.

After killing two people, Du Lin put away his pistol, and he looked at the third person, "Congratulations, you have learned to answer quickly, can I ask your name?"

"Johnny!", the man said quickly, "Sir, my name is Johnny, and I am..."

Du Lin put his finger on Johnny's lips, and looked at him seriously, "I ask, you answer!"

Johnny nodded again and again, he felt like he was going crazy, and wanted to pee at this critical moment, but he didn't dare to say it, and couldn't help it. The hot and humid touch flowed down the thighs to the knees, and the cold wind seemed to be cold instead.

"Question one, who is Wood?"

Johnny swallowed a mouthful of saliva and quickly answered, "Wood is our boss. He has a nickname called Woodman Wood. The smuggling and sale of bootleg liquor in Tenell is controlled by Wood and two other people. They control The highly bootleg market in Tenell."

"Very good, the answer is very detailed, I am very satisfied, this is a reward for you, I know you need this." Du Lin took out a cigarette and stuffed it into Johnny's mouth, then took out the kerosene lighter, Point for him, "So now the second question, who made these rules of the game?"

After taking two puffs of cigarettes, Johnny calmed down a little, and his brain became clearer from confusion. He thought for a while and said, "It was proposed by Ernst. It is said that behind him are the mayor and some tycoons." , Wood and Karur... that's another guy, they didn't dare to fight against Ernst, so they agreed to Ernst's request and formulated the rules of the game."

"Question three, what do you guys want to do tonight?" Seeing Johnny hesitating and hesitating, Du Lin stretched out his hand and patted Johnny's cheek, who was slightly dodging, "I keep my word, and look, there is nothing but you here." No one else, no one will know you said it."

Perhaps it was Du Lin's attitude that moved him, so he said it outright.

Wood asked them to keep an eye on Graff, find his stronghold, and figure out his staffing. Wait until midnight to get rid of unimportant people, grab Graf and the guy who slept in the same room as Qian, and bring them back. Wood believed that the person who slept in the same room as Qian, even if he was not Graff's boss, must know who was the boss. After all, the sum totaled nearly 10,000 yuan, and it was impossible for anyone to safely hand over this money to Graf for safekeeping.

As long as you can find your home, the rest will be easy. Whether it is to do it yourself or ask someone to do it, it is just a trivial matter for the three bootleggers.

After asking all the questions he wanted to know, Du Lin took out his pistol and killed Johnny with one shot.

As if to explain why he broke his promise, Du Lin also added, "I didn't allow you to rush to answer!"

He casually threw the pistol to Dover, he believed that Dover could manage this thing well, at least he would be smarter than Graff to know what to do. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the blood stains on his fingers, and casually pointed to the three corpses on the ground, "Take off their clothes and burn them, and send them to the open space behind to bury them together with the two policemen." Get up. The policeman’s clothes are also taken off, packed and hidden, maybe they can be used in the future.”

"Rest after finishing this, they won't come again tonight." After saying this, Du Lin shook his clothes and returned to the house, shaking his head as he walked.

This guy named Wood is really ugly, but at this point, neither Dulin nor Wood has any room for relaxation.

Disputes between gangs and forces are not as easy to resolve as commercial and political disputes. Commercial disputes are nothing more than the distribution of interests, and whoever makes a step can get a perfect solution. Political disputes are just unequal transactions, one more bargaining chip or one less bargaining chip, a little compromise, and nothing will happen.

However, the disputes between gangs and forces are different. What is emphasized here is natural selection and the law of the jungle.

Every gang and force has its own territory and scope, just like a lion. And those small gangs, small forces, such as newcomers like Du Lin, are like jackals.

Lions are not afraid of jackals. When the lion roars in anger, the jackals will choose to leave, because they know that they are no match for a majestic lion. But if the lion is provoked by the jackals but does not make enough counterattacks, other jackals hiding in the dark will flock to them. They understand that the lion in front of them is old or injured. Or because of something else. In short, it showed a weak and weak side, and this just made the jackals ecstatic. They would not hesitate to pounce on it and tear the usually invincible lion to pieces.

The same goes for gangs.

What happened today, Wood's people lost three, if Wood didn't make any statement and kept silent, then even if Du Lin didn't do anything, someone else would test him to see if he was real "Cowardly". As long as this trial yields the same result, the superficial people in the city will go ahead and tear Wood to pieces and swallow him.

So in any case, there is no room for relaxation on both sides.

In order to ensure his status and his own safety, Wood must prove to the lions around him that he is still at his peak and can still tear apart any opponent who provokes him.

As for Du Lin, for the sake of his own survival, he had to confront Wood directly, otherwise not only Wood would attack him, but other people who saw the smell of blood would also attack him. Use his life to please a lion who is still at its peak.

Immortal...

endlessly!