Martinez's heart-wrenching wail immediately attracted the attention of the tall gangster, who was standing under the table in the sentry post. He didn't waste any time. Under Martinez's fearful gaze, he stepped forward and slapped Martinez, knocking him out.
After knocking out Galiardini and Martinez, the tall criminal made a fist gesture to the darkness outside. Then, several strong figures dashed out of the darkness and rushed towards the warehouse behind the guard post.
"Puff!"
Galiardini didn't know how long he had been unconscious in the darkness, but he suddenly felt something cold on his face. He choked on a lot of water in his mouth and nose before he woke up. Galiardini didn't understand what had happened after he woke up, but he realized that he was in a dark room. He was tied to a wooden stake and couldn't move at all. There was also a rag in his mouth, so he couldn't say anything.
In front of him, a fierce-looking strong man was glaring at him fiercely. The air in the room was filled with a strong smell of blood. Galiardini wrinkled his nose and looked towards the source of the smell. In an instant, he felt a chill run down his spine. It turned out that his partner, Martinez, was lying in a pool of blood with wounds all over his body.
Although Galiardini was a very calm person, he couldn't help but tremble at the sight of such a terrifying scene. He didn't understand how he, a night watchman of a warehouse, could get himself into such a big trouble. What scared him even more was that he didn't know whether he would end up like Martinez or not.
Just when Galiardini was looking at the fierce-looking strong man in front of him, who looked like he was going to eat him alive, there was a crisp sound of fingers snapping in the room. The next second, the strong man gave Galiardini a hideous smile. Galiardini thought that the strong man was going to kill him, so he tightened his legs and closed his eyes in fear. "I'm doomed …"
Just like that, Galiardini closed his eyes and waited for a few seconds, only to realize that something had happened to him. Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in the room, as if something was being dragged. He opened his eyes curiously to observe, only to discover that the fierce-looking man was dragging Martinez's body out of the dark room, as if he was dragging a dead dog. The dark red blood flowing out of Martinez's body dyed the grayish-white cement floor of the room a cruel shade of red.
Galliardini's heart ached when he saw his colleagues being treated like this. Until now, he still didn't know what they had done wrong for them to be treated so cruelly. They were just night watchmen with a meager salary who had to support their families.
Thinking of this, Galiardini couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Then, he couldn't say a word. His eyes turned red, and his face was covered with tears. However, when Galiardini was shrouded in sadness, a low voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
"Galiardini, born in Ansas Town, Flosinone. When he was 16, he was recruited into the army and served in the Eighth Emblem Regiment of the Northeast Legion of the Imperial Army. He participated in the Battle of Lerar and the Battle of Semite. He was injured in the Battle of Resta and his right leg was disabled. When he was 25, he retired from the army and returned to his hometown.
He has been working in the Night Guard Guard for many years. "The voice immediately attracted Galiardini's attention. Galiardini's face was full of fear when he heard the voice reciting his entire life.
He began to realize that he hadn't run into any gangs or robbers. He had been a warehouse watcher for so many years, and he had heard many stories about warehouses being robbed, but he had never heard that any gangs or robbers would investigate a small warehouse watcher in such detail.
"Who are you? How do you know all of this? "
The frightened Galliardini asked subconsciously, but he forgot that there was a rag stuffed in his mouth, so his words sounded like "Aiyayiya". No one could understand what he was saying.
At this moment, Galiardini felt a breeze in the room and the rag in his mouth fell to the ground. Although he didn't know why there was a breeze in the room and why it coincidentally blew the rag out of his mouth, Galiardini didn't care. His throat moved slightly and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He looked at the darkness around him and asked tentatively, "Who are you?"
After hearing Galiardini's question, the room fell into silence for a few seconds. After that, the deep voice sounded again, but the owner of the voice didn't answer Galiardini's question. Instead, he said to himself, "Galiardini, I've read your information. Although you're a warehouse watchman, you're very smart, so I'm willing to give you a chance."
Saying that, the voice paused for a second, giving Galiardini a few seconds to digest the information in his voice. After that, the voice continued, "Now, I'll ask, and you'll answer. The only advice I can give you is to think carefully before you answer. If your answer doesn't satisfy me, you should know what will happen to you."
Galiardini tried his best to understand every word the voice said. He nodded slowly, indicating that he understood the rules of the game.
"Do you know what's stored in the warehouse that you're responsible for guarding?"
Hearing this question, Galiardini was struck dumb for a second. He seemed to be surprised, but after hesitating for three seconds, he nodded and said bitterly, "Yes, it's a batch of wine that's going to be smuggled to the Odin Empire."
Martinez had asked him the same question when he was still alive, but Galiardini chose to lie to him and gave him the wrong answer. Galiardini regretted it now. If he could go back in time, he would definitely choose to satisfy Martinez's curiosity.
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