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137 Chapter 136, two things, chance and rules
136,

night is not deep,
But even after re-wrapping the blanket, the cold wind from the desert of New Austin still bit into Dai Pingan's bones with gusts of chill.Fortunately, the Breton horse of the captain of the cavalry walked very steadily. With Javier leading the way on the horse, he could even close his eyes, let his mind go blank, and allow himself to take a few more breaths until——

"It's amazing to have a gun!"

"Uncle Han is here, how dare you break the rules!"

"Master Huang, look, they still want to beat people!"

"If you have the ability to shoot a gun from the head of the master, you are my grandson!"

On the edge of the Chinese labor camp, Li Jiayuan was blocked by people. The person blocked was Uncle Han, who was still guarding the camp gate even though he was shot twice in the leg.Blood oozed from the bandaged wound and dripped down the trouser leg to his feet. Even so, Uncle Han stood in front of the camp with his old bones on his back.

Several young Chinese laborers were hiding behind Uncle Han, jumping and shouting, Huang Feihong and Aaron turned their heads to persuade Uncle Han while supporting him, but the effect was not very obvious.Li Jiayuan and the others were also scolding, but they backed away in the face of being scolded by a large number of people, and because of Huang Feihong's dissuasion, they still couldn't hold a gun.

Milton and his cavalry took the prisoners of the Howling Wolf gang they had captured, and stood lazily aside to watch the excitement. Seeing that they didn't care, the few young men in the camp shouted and cursed even more lively.At this time, Dai Pingan, who was wrapped in black, emerged from the darkness behind Javier.

"Mr. Dai!"

"Master Dai!"

"Master Dai!"

Major Milton took the lead, and the resting cavalry stood up one after another. Li Jiayuan and others also turned to say hello.Huang Feihong also wanted to open his mouth to speak, but he got stuck there, because he saw a gloomy face and a pair of red eyes that wanted to eat people.

With the appearance of Dai Ping'an, the provocative shouting and cursing behind Uncle Han finally stopped, but the buzzing noise still existed in his head, causing his brain pain after bursts.

Walking up to him, he first looked at the bleeding wound on Uncle Han's leg, and then raised his head to look at Uncle Han's face with white beard and hair.

"This is Uncle Han..."

Just as Huang Feihong was about to introduce, a cold finger was already pressed against his eyes.Although Dai Ping'an didn't say a word, and didn't even look at Huang Feihong, but that bloody finger already showed everything.

After Huang Feihong swallowed his words back, he slowly let go of his bloody fingers, and Dai Pingan, who had been staring at Uncle Han, finally spoke:
"What do you mean?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, his hoarse voice came to his face with a cold bloody smell. Even though Uncle Han had experienced many things, the hairs on his back were still standing on end.

"Brother Dai, thank you just now, if not..."

"Reason, I just want one reason." Dai Pingan didn't want to hear those useless things, so he raised his hand to stop him:
"Say it clearly, I'll turn around and leave."

Uncle Han couldn't help being taken aback by the cold attitude, but fortunately he quickly realized:

"Brother Dai, there are many things that you may not know. It is not easy for us Chinese workers to go out and leave their hometown. We rely on mutual support and advance and retreat together. If you have any problems, especially those involving foreigners, we try our best to solve them internally. , so as not to spread it outside and cause other troubles."

"This is the experience passed down by the elders, and it is also the rule of our Chinese camp. Besides, with just a piece of paper, it is somewhat unreasonable to arrest people who don't understand. For the sake of everyone being Chinese, some Let’s find out what’s going on first.”

"That is to say, a foreign town mayor with a fake list came here at night to frame a few Chinese workers?"

Dai Pingan rubbed his aching head:
"Or it's just that you are conniving and covering up, and don't want to hand him over."

"Everyone has no choice but to survive, and the matter has already passed, so why do you hold on to it, brother Dai? They are also obsessed with ghosts. I will definitely teach you a lesson later and give you an explanation. You can do it no?"

Uncle Han knew that as long as those people were handed over, only one would die.Although he knew that those things were bastards, but everyone had been together in the same camp for several years, and he couldn't bear to watch them die. :
"We are all Chinese. If there is any problem, we can solve it by ourselves. We can't be ashamed in front of foreigners. The rules of our Chinese camp can't be messed up. For Master Huang's sake, you should give me, an old guy, a face. Let them go, okay?"

"Rules? Lessons? Obsessed with ghosts? Hehe... Good! Good! Good!"

Dai Pingan, whose temples on both sides were buzzing, finally laughed, and said three good times while smiling:
"Since you have said so, old gentleman, I will give you this face and wait for you to give me an explanation. But there are some things that you haven't taught well, and neither has Master Huang. I still have to do it myself."

Before Uncle Han understood, Dai Pingan led Li Jiayuan and others back out.He thought the matter was over, but before he could heave a sigh of relief, he saw a dozen cavalrymen walking towards this side with their weapons in hand after Dai Pingan gave a few instructions.

"Dai Pingan, you don't talk about..."

As soon as Uncle Han wanted to stop him, he was unceremoniously overthrown to the ground. Aaron wanted to help, but was knocked aside by the butt of his gun. Huang Feihong was even worse. Watching those cavalrymen break into the camp, they beat and kicked out the favorite young men who had just hid behind Uncle Han and scolded them.

While the chickens are flying around here, Dai Ping'an is looking coldly at Li Jiayuan and the Chinese workers behind him with guns.

"Li Jiayuan, right?"

"It's me, Mr. Dai, you give orders."

Li Jiayuan, who started stuttering again, subconsciously wanted to bend over, but was supported by Dai Pingan:

"I remember you said, do you want to have a full meal?"

"That's right, Master Dai, I said it."

"But you chose to eat with a gun,"

Dai Pingan first looked down at the pump-action shotgun he was holding in his hand, and then at Li Jiayuan who couldn't see clearly:
"Since you have a gun, you have to stand up straight first, because you are trading your life for food, and if you bend your waist, your life is worthless."

Hearing this, Li Jiayuan and the people behind him with guns straightened up.

"Very well, then I will tell you two more things. First, you must not only stand up straight in front of foreigners, enemies, and outsiders, but you must not bend down when you are around your own people. Don't understand?"

Dai Pingan smiled lightly:
"You are the same as me. We all eat standing up with guns, but some people are used to kneeling. Standing is taller than kneeling. We not only block the light of others, but also make them appear shorter. If you still bend over, They will drag you back to your knees again. Do you understand?"

"understand……"

Just as Li Jiayuan was about to nod, Dai Pingan grabbed his neck with one hand and pulled him to him:
"Then why didn't you shoot just now?"

"Is it because of Huang Feihong's obstruction? Or is it because I feel that I used to be a Chinese laborer, and everyone is my own, so I should show mercy?"

"Then do you know that those people who dare to stop you and scold you today can sue you, you, and me to the police station tomorrow, and exchange your life and mine for a bounty!"

There was still a smile on Dai Ping'an's face, but there was no smile in those cold, bloodshot eyes.Li Jiayuan was pinched by the cold palm, he couldn't breathe, and before his mind went blank, he fell down in darkness.

He didn't faint, but was stunned, and he reacted as soon as he took a breath, but just after taking a few breaths, Dai Pingan reached out and grabbed the back of his neck again:

"How does it feel to be close to death? If those people were choking your neck just now, do you think they will let go like me? Answer me!"

"No, no, no!"

"Very well, now look over here again,"

As he spoke, Dai Pingan turned his head to the place where the cavalry gathered.

"See? They were laughing just now, do you know what they are laughing at? They are laughing at you, do you know why? Because whether it is you or the people in the camp, they are all the same in their eyes! Already picked up the gun!"

Dai Ping'an used his hands hard, and Li Jiayuan fell heavily to the ground again. This time, he finally got up by himself in a hurry.

"Very good, at least you haven't let go of your gun, otherwise you'd better go back to work honestly."

"I, I, I was wrong, Mr. Dai, please give me another chance."

Without taking a breath, Li Jiayuan first begged Dai Pingan for mercy, but in return, Dai Pingan laughed coldly:

"Chance? Who do you want to give you a chance? Is it me?"

"Snapped!"

With a slap in the face, Li Jiayuan was knocked to the ground:
"That's right, I can give you a chance. But if I'm gone or dead, who do you want to give you a chance?"

"Snapped!"

Just about to get up, Li Jiayuan was slapped back again:

"By the way, those people who pointed at you and scolded you, or the foreign policemen chasing you all over the mountains in the woods!"

Major Milton had already led the men to drag those young men over, and Uncle Han chased them over with the support of Huang Feihong. Facing the crazy Dai Pingan, he didn't dare to open his mouth to say a word at this moment.

"Crack!" "Tell me, who will give you a chance?"

"Crack!" "Open your mouth and speak!"

"Crack!" "Say!"

"Crack!" "Crack!" "Crack!"

……

The slaps didn't stop because of the arrival of the crowd, and Li Jiayuan, who was beaten, didn't even have a chance to open his mouth. He covered his head with a gun and was beaten all the time. This made Dai Pingan even more angry, and he didn't even ask, and just hit him.Finally, Dai Ping'an's raised right hand froze in the air - a pitch-black gun barrel tremblingly pressed against his chest.

When the Venus in front of him slowly dissipated, Li Jiayuan, who felt his head was getting bigger, only then noticed what he was doing with the gun:
"I'm sorry, Master Dai, I..."

He was about to let go of his hands, but Dai Pingan held the barrel of the gun against the ground.

"shot."

"what?"

Dai Pingan put away his smile, and his tone was very calm, but Li Jiayuan couldn't believe what he heard, so Dai Pingan said it again.

"Shoot me!"

The butt of the shotgun hit Li Jiayuan's chest heavily:

"Hold on to your gun. Mr. Iscola should tell you how to do this. Don't let him down, and don't let me down."

Hearing this, Li Jiayuan, who was still in a daze, subconsciously grabbed the shotgun even though his brain was buzzing, and Dai Ping'an's next words made him wake up all of a sudden:

"Now, pull the trigger for me, Javier, help him."

The next moment, a cold gun barrel was pressed against the back of Li Jiayuan's head, and Dai Ping'an's voice was still calm:

"I'll count to three, and if you don't shoot, Mr. Iscola will punch you through the head."

"one!"

"Forgive me, I dare not..."

"two!"

"Master Dai, no, this won't work."

"three!"

"what……"

Li Jiayuan yelled, not only did not pull the trigger, but let go of his hands and hugged his head, as if by doing so, he could block the bullets in Javier's pistol, but it was more like the bullets had blown his head off.

At this moment, Dai Pingan didn't know whether to feel relieved or sad when he saw the actions of this idiot in front of him.

Li Jiayuan was pulled up from the ground by Javier, and the ghost screams stopped. When he opened his eyes, he found that not only the crowd surrounded him, but Dai Pingan looked at him like a fool.

"Now you should know, who should give you a chance?" While speaking, Dai Pingan grabbed the barrel of the pump-action shotgun and handed the butt of the gun to Li Jiayuan.

"Understood, Master Dai, it's a gun." No matter how stupid his brain was, he understood Dai Pingan's meaning after this beating:
"Only a gun can give me a chance."

Li Jiayuan raised his hand to take the gun, but it was empty, and Dai Pingan put the gun back again.

"Since you want the gun to give you a chance, then you have to give the gun a chance first,"

As he spoke, Dai Pingan grabbed the handguard of the gun body and slammed down, a bullet was pushed into the gun chamber with a "click" sound:

"You have a gun, but you can't even load it, who else do you want to give you a chance?"

Li Jiayuan was dumbfounded, thinking about his ghost scream just now, he was ashamed and ashamed, and his face was even redder because of Dai Pingan's slap.But the matter didn't end there. Dai Pingan slammed the handguard, and with a "click", a complete bullet flew out from the side of the barrel.

"It's a good thing you haven't forgotten to load the bullet, otherwise you really don't know who to give this opportunity to."

Javier and Bill were the first to laugh, followed by Major Milton and others, then the Chinese laborers who had been following Li Jiayuan with guns, and finally Li Jiayuan himself.

It was also amidst the roaring laughter that Dai Pingan ejected all the bullets from the gun with one hand.Every time a bullet flew out of the gun, the laughter became louder. It wasn't until the fifth bullet, that is, the last bullet, that Dai Pingan held the barrel upside down and swung it in the air. After a lap, it hit a young man's knee.

It was the loudest he scolded just now.

The sound of bone fractures was heard, followed by a miserable howl, louder than Li Jiayuan's ghostly scream.The dragging cavalry let go, but because of his injured knee, he could only watch Dai Pingan swing his gun and hit his other leg.

Sure enough, the sound of a broken bone was louder than the sound of a gun being loaded.

"Dai Pingan!"

"Dai Pingan!"

Huang Feihong and Uncle Han yelled out at the same time, and were pushed to the ground by the muzzle of guns. Major Milton's cavalry could not understand Chinese, let alone speak any rules.The rest of the people were also pressed to the ground together, and other people in the camp were forced out of the tent to look here under the pressure of gunpoint.

"Forgive me, I won't dare again..."

"Killed someone..."

"Master Han, help me..."

"Master Huang, help..."

"Master Dai, Mr. Dai..."

"please……"

Under the butt of the gun, the unknown young man screamed and wailed, the voice became lower and lower, and the movement became smaller and smaller, but every time, everyone could clearly hear the sound of Dai Pingan picking up the butt of the gun. Whoosh, finally...

"Stop!" Uncle Han couldn't bear it anymore:
"I'll pay! I'll pay someone! Please, stop!"

A few centimeters away from the face, the blood-stained gun stock stopped in the air. Due to the effect of inertia, the blood spots on the gun stock even hit the young man's face, but at this time the young man could only breathe There was no venting, no reaction at all.

"Old sir, are you not following the rules?"

"I'll hand it over, I'll hand it over right away, you stop immediately."

At this time, Uncle Han was already in tears. He didn't expect that he escaped from the mayor of Barry, but he didn't escape Dai Pingan, let alone that Dai Pingan would be more ruthless than Mayor Barry. The young men were beaten to death.

Dai Ping'an smiled after looking at Uncle Han, who was so young and crying, and at Huang Feihong, who was staring at him viciously but said nothing.

"Help him up."

With Dai Ping'an's trembling and numb right hand, he waited for two cavalrymen to pull up the immobile young man by his arms, and he swung it with all his strength.

"Pfft!"

Watermelon spilled all over the place.

At this time, Dai Pingan panted heavily while leaning on the shotgun: "Don't worry, old man, we have plenty of time, next one!"

Another young man who was yelling loudly just now was dragged over, his crotch was already wet, which made Dai Ping'an lose interest.

"This is the second thing I want to say please, remember, the rules are set by the person with the gun. Without a gun in his hand, any rules are bullshit."

While speaking, he threw the gun to Li Jiayuan behind him:
"You come here."

It seemed that Dai Ping'an had set an example, and it was more likely to prove himself. At this time, Li Jiayuan was no longer soft-hearted, and the first shot of the shotgun made the opponent's calf deformed.Amidst the screams of pain, Dai Ping'an also walked up to Huang Feihong and Uncle Han, and signaled the cavalry to let them go.

He first looked at Uncle Han, who was in tears and looked shocked:

"Old man, since you've said that you don't follow the rules, then you can do me a favor and hand over the man. When will you hand over the man, I will stop here, slow down, and be careful of the wound on my leg. I am not in a hurry."

After Aaron and a few Chinese workers carried the impatient Uncle Han on his back and ran towards the nearby camp, Dai Ping'an turned his attention to Huang Feihong who was silent.He suddenly discovered that Huang Feihong talked very little tonight, and he could not help but shout out only at critical moments.

What's even more strange is that he actually saw a trace of emotion that should not have appeared on Huang Feihong's face that should have been angry - regret.

(End of this chapter)