I can see that this man is dead on the spiritual level.

He lived in vain for most of his life, probably to survive in the wilderness and to maintain the relationship between Shisongzhuang and many forces. But when he found that what he had done before was wrong, and even because of his weakness, all these tragedies were indirectly caused, how should he handle it?

Bilder's behavior was just a fuse, and it was probably the interests behind Shisongzhuang. As a business group with considerable wealth and no resistance, it was simply a mobile supply pack.

Once the loading hand collar behind Shisongzhuang feels that the pig is fattened and he is just hungry again, he will just send a small team of privateers to destroy everything, just like yesterday. Their price is nothing more than spending a little more effort and time to cultivate a similar commercial power.

As for the tragedy of Shisongzhuang, how many living people care about it? The most unfortunate thing about Shisongzhuang is that the group of executioners he met happened to be a group of psychopaths.

I feel very sympathetic to Burnett's situation and can also experience his powerless experience. I was in the Shining City, and I experienced the time when my life experience was exposed and my only relative was deprived of his inheritance. Isn't it also awoke every night in a nightmare?

Relying on our local psychology professional knowledge, when we want to comfort such poor people, we should analyze from the other party's standpoint. At this time, empathy is particularly important.

So I walked up and patted his shoulder gently, taking advantage of the moment he wanted to speak...

A punch hit his numb face. In that moment of bullet time, I could see the ripples generated by the fist slowly dizzy on my face. One of his loose teeth flew out, and the nosebleed instantly sprayed out of his nose. Then the whole person flew backwards and hit the wall panel!

I walked up to grab his collar, scolded him loudly, and asked a deep-seated question.

"What's your look?"

"What's your expression?"

"What are your two lines of tears?"

"Can you save Shisongzhuang by tears?!"

Well, actually, I don’t know his mood very well. The Stars Cluster woke up the sluggish Leo in this way, so I should be able to awaken him like this, right?

If it doesn't work, you can only rely on a stronger Aohara Dragon warning.

Otherwise, I'll try it with "Thank you Taylor"?

I grabbed Burnett, and my sharp eyes pierced his eyes. The momentum on my body kept rising, making me feel that in addition to the murderous aura of the hunter on the cheetah, I also realized some unique feelings.

"Who do you think your enemy is? Answer me!"

Burnett was blinded with a punch and said with a shaking head: "Yes... are those bastards!"

I laughed contemptuously: "Just them? If you have force, even if only a dozen young people are armed, will they dare to sway and kill Shisongzhuang one by one?"

Burnett's eyes darkened, and his guilt could no longer be diverted by hatred and anger. "...it's my fault! I should have supported Bilder in training militia and purchasing weapons. But I was afraid of offending the loader's collar, so I have always suppressed their actions..."

My expression was even more disdainful: "Then you are too arrogant. Do you think you can suppress other people's ideas by yourself? Are you the Dark Knight or the Son of Krypton? If you don't have the support of the old village chief and the villagers, your opinions are nowhere to be true!"

Burnett's eyes were filled with sadness: "Don't say that to them... The village chief and the others just don't want to see more bloodshed. They paid too much of their lives to gain foothold in the wasteland..."

I asked aggressively, "Is that wrong the Andernawara faction? They are promoting the hegemony here and squeezing your wealth, so that the collar of the loader will turn the sword of Damocles hanging over your head?"

"Or the mistake is the God-killing Vajra Pirates? Perhaps they sent an envoy to deceive Little Bilder and carried out caravan activities between you, which triggered the thunder strike of the Andernavara faction?"

"And it's just that, the owner of the wilderness hotel, is the wrong one? If I didn't hurt you and delay your return home, you will be able to return to Shisongzhuang earlier and rely on your own mediation efforts to resolve this crisis?"

I said a lot and looked at him with a sharp look, "These reasons, like your weak tears, are meaningless escapes! Think about it yourself, what are you escaping in your heart? Don't let me say these words again."

Burnett stood there in a daze, all kinds of thoughts and emotions in his eyes kept colliding, constantly ebbing, and he hugged his head in pain and started to wail.

Touching the heart is a painful thing.

I have seen that Burnett's hatred for privateers, guilt for villagers, and anger for himself were nothing more than an emotional catharsis and did not find the blind spots in his consciousness.

I stood up, smiled again on my face, and said in a calm tone.

"You are scared. You think fighting is a very terrible thing, so you try your best to escape this behavior, and also look for similar groups on the wasteland, and join Shisongzhuang."

"And what you don't want to admit is that this wasteland is an unparalleled chaotic world! Morality and principles are as illusory as dew, and feelings and relationships are as fragile as spider silk. Without becoming strong yourself, you will never be qualified to put forward conditions with these forces, let alone seek justice from me!"

"No...boss...I don't mean to blame you..." Burnett choked and looked up at me, his already cold face looked even uglier.

"Of course you don't, because you dare not! If you have enough strength like me, you can put forward any conditions to them, and these giants in your eyes can only bow down. I will go to the loader collar tomorrow. Do you have anything to bring?"

Burnett seemed to see a madman, and rushed to stop him, "Boss Zophie! Don't be impulsive, they all have two hundred privateers alone! This is not considered other strongholds of the Andernawara faction! Don't be for Shisongzhuang..."

I said regretfully, although it seemed like I was talking big, my tone was extremely firm: "Since this loader ignored the promise of that adult, I will come to my door in person to seek justice from this arrogant neighbor."

I poured a glass of tequila and took a sip. I felt the pungent and fragrant wine slowly dizzy in my mouth, and said lightly: "I am very dissatisfied with the appearance of this wasteland. I believe that the adult will not be satisfied either. I will start cleaning up these scumbags!"

The leader of the raider who had originally fainted had already woken up, but continued to pretend to be asleep and eavesdrop on our conversation. He might have thought that I would not dare to tear my face with the loader's collar, and he would not kill him directly. As a result, when he heard that I was about to turn against me, he knew that something was wrong, so he hurriedly asked for mercy.

"Let me go! I can compensate you! I can apologize! I will refresh myself!"

I glanced at the awakened raider leader: "How can people like you change? Ah? Answer me! You won't change, you will only die."

Then I glanced at Burnett and asked a stupid question.
Chapter completed!