"Shoot him! Shoot him! Shoot him! "
"Let me kill this executioner! My brother's entire family died in his hands! "
"F * ck, get out of the way. I'm going to cut him into a thousand pieces!"
The soldiers roared again and again. Goodswin had done many evil things, and many people in the surrounding tribes had their families destroyed because of him.
Li Du stopped the angry Remonin and the soldiers. He shouted, "Calm down, all of you! Calm down! Calm down! Good must die! But that's not how you deal with him! "
He grabbed Remonin's collar and said, "Tell your soldiers on the eastern front to stop. I'll take care of this. There's no need for bloodshed. It'll be settled!"
Remonin raised his hand and said, "Alright! All of you, shut up! Warriors, listen to my Brother Li! "
Li Du carried Good into a car. At this time, Remonin reacted and said, "You want to hand Good over to the miners?"
"Yes."
Remonin immediately shook his head. "No, not now. I was just saying that we cannot kill Goode. I have to interrogate him!"
Li Du said, "Do you think you can get anything from the interrogation? Believe me, I know what you want. Those things are in the headquarters and the barracks. You can get them without interrogation. "
Remonin still shook his head. "No, Li, I have to interrogate him myself."
Li Du would not give him a chance to interrogate Good. He said, "First, General, we do not have time to waste. We must quickly solve the problem of the miners' riot!"
"Secondly, General, Good is very cunning. He will not tell you any useful information. He will only sow discord between us! If you want to take him away, I'll return to South Africa immediately because I don't want to fall out with you! "
Remonin hesitated. Another soldier ran over and shouted, "General, the eastern front is under heavy fire. Requesting helicopters and armored vehicles for backup!"
Just like that, Remonin fiercely stomped his foot and roared, "Cease fire at the eastern front, I'll settle it!"
The convoy drove forward in a grandiose manner. The soldiers and the fearless miners were confronting each other with guns in their hands. Among the flickering flames, the muzzles of guns could be seen hidden in the dark.
Li Du picked up the loudspeaker and shouted, "Miners! Miners! My fellow miners! I'm General Remonin of the Golden Grass Tribe. I'm here to rescue you. We're brothers, we're compatriots, not enemies … "
He spoke eloquently, but the people inside were unmoved. They were still hiding in the dark with their guns raised.
Remonin poked his head out and said, "Most of them don't understand English. Let's switch to Portuguese, Shona, or Endebele."
There were three official languages in Cecil: English, Shona, and Ndebele. Not many of the black people in the lower class knew English, so the latter two were more common.
Li Du had no choice but to pass the megaphone to him and said, "Get someone to tell them that we have brought Good here. We can hand him over to them, but they have to stop the riots!"
Remonin nodded. He waved his hand, and a skinny black man walked up and started talking.
As his voice rang out, the miners inside reacted.
Some of the black miners stood up and started yelling at the same time.
The black soldier turned around and said, "They want to see Good and deal with him personally."
Remonin nodded expressionlessly. He wanted to do that too!
Two black soldiers pushed Goode forward and kicked him in the back, sending him flying far away.
A few miners rushed forward and picked Good up. They examined him carefully with the light of the fire. Someone laughed. "Good Swain! Old executioner! "
The other miners rushed out and surrounded Good. They pushed their way forward, trying to get into the crowd to identify Good.
A few of them were crying as they squeezed. One of them raised his gun but was immediately stopped by a miner who shouted, "Put down your gun! You can't kill him with a gun! "
Surrounded by the miners, Good tried his best to remain calm. He stared at the miners with widened eyes, trying to use his power to suppress the miners.
However, the miners were agitated and did not fear him at all.
An old miner stood up and shouted, "Go find a blowtorch! Go find a pot! "
Soon, the blowtorch and pot were brought out from the storeroom.
Seeing the equipment, Good's expression finally changed. He shook his head, trying to get rid of the tape on his mouth. The fear on his face became more and more obvious.
"There are no diamonds!" a miner said.
"That's not a diamond. It's a kind of crystal similar to glass," the old miner said sternly. "Go, get some broken glass, bring me broken glass!"
Pieces of broken glass were put into the pot. The old miner lit the blowtorch and heated up the pot.
The surrounding miners had fanatical expressions of excitement on their faces. They let out cheers that sounded like howls, as if they were madmen!
"What are they doing?" Remonin wondered. "I think they're crazy!"
Li Du sighed. "Retribution. They're going to take revenge on Good."
Glass was not a single crystal. It did not have a melting point, but it had a softening point. It would soften at about six or seven hundred degrees.
As the temperature of the pot rose rapidly, the broken glass inside began to soften into a sticky substance.
The old miner tore off the tape on Good's mouth. Good opened his mouth and took a deep breath. Then he shouted at Remonin, "Take me away! I'll give you — "
A miner raised his gun and smashed it on Good's mouth.
Good screamed as blood flowed from his mouth. He choked on the blood and coughed. He spat out some of the blood and some of his fallen teeth.
He looked at Remonin in despair. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something.
Remonin wanted to stop the miners. He was very interested in Good's treasure.
Li Du stopped him and said sternly, "Are you crazy? You want to start a fight? These miners are crazy. To kill them, you'll lose at least the same amount of manpower! Are you sure you want to do this? "
Remonin took off his helmet helplessly and threw it on the ground. His face was full of regret.
Good could not open his mouth. Once he opened his mouth, a miner smashed it with the butt of a gun. His mouth was probably smashed.
Most of the glass had softened. Someone used the muzzle of a gun to pry open Good's mouth. The old miner raised the small pot and shouted, "Who's first?!"
"Me!" a young man without ears shouted excitedly.
"Me! Let me! "
"Give me this chance! My two brothers were killed by him! "
The pot finally fell into the hands of a young black man. With an excited and hopeful smile on his face, he poured the softened glass into Good's mouth.
As the steaming green glass fell, Good's body trembled violently. At the same time, he let out a scream, "Ow!"
The miners held him down tightly and held his head. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape.
Not far away, Remonin and his soldiers saw this scene and could not help but take a few steps back. He said with lingering fear, "These people are too scary!"
Li Du said, "One day, if you become as violent and cruel as Good, then the people will treat you the same way."
Remonin said with a serious expression, "I definitely won't!"
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