Chapter 1168: The Mad Dog Waiting to Pounce
"Second," I said, "since those people were able to sneak attack successfully, there must be their informants in this city, or the chess pieces they planted in to facilitate the purpose of obtaining information, in this case, presumably the news of Gallaher's torture should have reached the ears of those people, maybe they are now discussing how to rescue Gallaher." ”
"Is this Gallaher that important?" Corps Commander Donald asked.
President Olli handed him the information that had been tortured from Gallaher's mouth, took it, and after looking at it for a while, Commander Donald nodded, "You can get so much information, it's even better than my intelligence department!" ”
As he spoke, he handed the information to his father, and the Leicester City Lord also looked through it carefully, and then nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Do you want to stay in my intelligence department, and the treatment is preferential." ”
"Let me refuse!" Several of us said in unison.
Commander Donald was not in the mood to joke, he said with a worried face: "Before I saw this information, I only felt that your punishment was a little inhumane, but after reading the information, I felt that the city of Yana was likely to suffer violent revenge for this. ”
"Are you worried that Gallaher's brother will take revenge here?"
"Yes," said Commander Donald, "after all, there are a lot of civilians here, and I fear they will suffer from this." ”
"There's no doubt that Gallaher's brother will take revenge on us, but you can rest assured," I said, "and if I'm right, he won't be too distracted by innocent civilians, but will come one day with a surprise attack that will hit my camp." ”
"Why do you come up with this assertion?" Corps Donald was puzzled.
"Because I am the one who tormented his brother, and his people will definitely connect me with the dwarven garrison, as long as these two points are reached, anyone can think of where to find me, and since he knows where I am, he will definitely choose to attack me directly, rather than spend manpower and energy elsewhere" I said lightly: "It's like if you throw a piece of meat and bone, the hungry dog will choose to pounce on it directly, instead of rushing over and eating it after moving in a serpentine position." ”
Legion Commander Donald pondered for a moment and asked, "You mean that after hearing the news of Gallaher's torture, his brother will lose his mind like a hungry dog meets flesh and bones?" ”
"Yes" I said: "This is the crux of the brother control, and the brother control, sister control, sister control, Lori control, as long as it touches the things they control, they will immediately be anxious, and at the same time lose their minds." ”
"If that's the case, it will save a lot of trouble," Commander Donald exhaled, "I'm afraid things will not be as you expected." ”
I smiled slightly, "Just sit back and wait for this hungry dog to come into the cage." ”
After that, we had a sumptuous dinner at the lord's house in Leicester, and we talked for a long time, until it was late in the evening, and then we returned to the camp.
This time I returned to the camp, and I also arranged a tent for Wren to facilitate his movement.
President Olli began to reduce the number of sentry posts and add them to the dark sentry gates, and gave them wine and meat to the sentry soldiers, telling them to make sure they drank freely.
At the same time, move Chairman Hammer's tent to the side of Milulu's tent, as long as he hears any wind and grass, Chairman Hammer has the right to break into Milulu's tent with a hammer to protect him.
I, on the other hand, moved the tents to the edge of many tents, and in doing so, I seemed to deliberately move the dwelling to a dangerous position, but in fact, I deliberately lured Brother Gallah and others deeper and swept them all in.
The main reason for this confidence is that there are flat mountains around my tent, let alone bunkers, and even stones are rarely seen, as long as they are surrounded in the middle, it is difficult to escape unless they put wings on.
In this way, it can be said that it is seamless, and now everything is ready, only the 'hungry dogs' who come to pounce on food.
If you want to pounce on the 'hungry dog', you can only gradually increase the 'scent' of the bait, so in the next few days, I will be even more crazy to destroy Gallaher until his brother is desperate.
In the afternoon of the next day, Mi Lulu, Chairman Ollie, Chairman Hammer, and Wren and I went to the square as usual.
At this moment, the square was already full of people watching the excitement, one by one vying to see Gallaher, who was about to be executed again.
Gallaher's expression was gloomy and his spirit was sluggish, and he had lost his previous arrogance, and it seemed that castration was not only physical pain for him, but also mental devastation.
That's right, men, especially those who indulge in the affairs of men and women, once they lose the tools to commit crimes, they will inevitably fall into a state of collapse, which is also human nature.
With a sneer, I glanced at Wren, who walked over briskly and flipped his hand, and the dagger he used for castration yesterday was again pinched between his fingers.
At the moment when the dagger appeared, Gallaher seemed to come back to his senses, he raised his head, and the moment his godless eyes saw the dagger, his haggard face instantly showed a frightened look: "No, don't torture me anymore, please, let me go, please!" ”
The crowd of onlookers couldn't help but show a hint of sympathy on their faces when they heard Gallaher's wail, but when they thought of his beastly behavior before, sympathy turned to hatred again.
"Execution," I said lightly.
Gallaher's mouth was once again stuffed with a rag to prevent him from biting his tongue and killing himself, and then, Wren's skillful hands flew up and down, and the shiny blade pulled out the ghost, and as the shadow slashed, thin pieces of visible flesh fell to the ground.
As the slices of flesh landed on the ground, Gallaher's legs began to gush blood, which was not large at first, but as the color of the slices became more vibrant, the blood gushed out became more and more.
Gallaher, gagged, whined and wailed, his eyes wide and bulging outward, as if two eyeballs could pop out of their sockets at any moment.
The eyeballs are covered with countless bright red bloodshots, and it is difficult to see the whites of the eyes.
At the moment, he is in great pain, but this is the result I want.
Mi Lulu subconsciously shrunk her neck, and she said softly: "Xiao Yi, isn't it too cruel for us to do this?" ”
I said lightly: "It's not us who are cruel, it's his brother, his accomplices, if his brother and his accomplices can show up sooner, he won't have to suffer this kind of pain anymore." ”
Mi Lulu frowned slightly after hearing this, maybe she thought what I said was unreasonable.
Yes, my words do seem unreasonable, as if 'it's not me who is wrong, it's the world', and it's all about putting the blame on the victim's side.
But in fact, there is a fundamental difference between what I say and 'it's not me who is wrong, it's the world', the latter is just to shirk responsibility, while my words are not only to shirk responsibility, but also to clarify the facts.
As I said, as long as Gallaher's brother and accomplices come, Gallah will not be punished in any way, because he is useless, and I will always choose the most effective way to deal with useless things, and that is to kill them.
(End of chapter)