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If this request were placed a few hours ago, the young man would leave the room like a servant even if he didn’t want it in his heart.

But everything is different now. He did not leave immediately, but looked at his father, Mr. Simon, “You plan to leave…”

“I have heard steward say, you are selling everything here.”

“The things in the factories, shops, warehouses and warehouses, you dismissed all the workers, including the house under our feet, are also in your plan to sell!” The boy’s voice was not so loud, but it was like a thunder It started in Mr. Simon’s heart.

These things he did were exposed, he was a little lose one’s head out of fear, “No, that’s not true!”

For the first time, the young man did not lower his head to remain silent, but looked directly at the man who was a little panicked during his interrogation. He felt that this man was not at all as powerful as he thought.

“You are actually ready to leave. As long as someone can take over these assets, you will leave here. You didn’t even plan to take my mother and me away. You plan to leave us here, and what Don’t leave it to us!”

He had guessed the most real situation, but Mr. Simon’s emotions stabilized. In this kind of relationship he is more familiar with, he quickly found his place.

“These are not things you should understand, understand? I repeat, now I ask you to leave here immediately, immediately!”, he pointed to the door, as the majesty of the father, as the ruler of the family Majesty began to permeate again.

The young man began to feel the changes in his heart like the process from disappointment to despair he had experienced countless times. Little by little, he felt that he was swallowed by darkness.

His expression is a bit painful, and he wants to make some smiles, but these smiles are not very good-looking, “We can leave and go together, the three of us, wherever you want, go to the country you come from, go No matter the country you have never been to, we are a family and we should live together…”

“Tell me, you plan to take us with you…”

He yelled loudly, but Mr. Simon remained silent. He pursed his mouth, his lips lost their blood color, just like his current mood, pale and nervous.

He never admits that this skin tone is heavier, and that someone like his mother is better than his own child. At the same time, he also knows that this is actually a fact, but he just doesn’t want to admit it.

The longer he stays here, the more he misses his cheating wife and his son who is close to him when he writes letters and asks for money. The mother and son here are just the one he has integrated into the local society. Props, vases, and a bastard.

The look of unhappiness and hatred in the strangeness made the young man completely desperate. He did not leave the room, but walked to the sofa and sat down. He tugged his hair fiercely with both hands and fell into a kind of mania.

“Why, if you don’t like me or mother, why marry her and give birth to me?”, he questioned Mr. Simon.

He had this kind of conjecture before, but he always told himself that it was all his wild thoughts, how could anyone not love his child?

He even found some excuses for Mr. Simon. For example, he expressed his love in a different way. For example, he was actually paying attention to himself in secret…

He tried to deceive himself and convince himself that the lie he made up was the truth of this World, but it seemed that he had failed.

Mr. Simon seems to have looked away at this brief moment, and his voice is also indifferent, “Because if I don’t have a son like you, some locals are not willing to do business with me.”

“I know what they think. They think you will become my successor and inherit everything from me. They think you are also from Nagalil…” Mr. Simon paused, he seemed to think of something , But his emotions gave him no chance to think, “You are indeed a Nagalil!”

A strange smile appeared on his face, “And I, I am not from Nagalil, and my son should not be from Nagalil either.”

“You’re right, I fucking from the very beginning didn’t treat you as my child, and I didn’t intend to take you away. I can’t stand you. Now your use value is gone. I will never take you away!”

“How about, I have told you everything you want to know, are you satisfied now, are you satisfied with this answer?”

“If you are satisfied, get out of my room. I will be angry now when I see you!”

The young man slowly lifts the head with tears streaming down his face. Sometimes the muscles on his face twitch uncontrollably. With those tears and some nasal mucus, it doesn’t look good to be honest.

“So, you never loved me, did you?”, he asked, this was the last question.

Mr. Simon hesitated for a moment, then shook the head, “Never.”

“I always thought it was because I did not do well enough that you didn’t like me, even if I knew I was lying to myself.”

“You refused the last chance, please allow me… to call you a papa (father)…”

Papa is a kinder name for father in the localization of Nagalil. The names such as father and mother are too written. There are not many people who speak this way in real life, except for the family environment and the education they receive In addition to asking them to do this, most of the time, in fact, people still use this more humane title to address their parents.

In Mr. Simon’s confusion, the young man grabbed the shotgun on the sofa and raised it. Mr. Simon’s expression was a little weird and even a little disappointed.

“You can’t shoot, and you don’t dare to do that. I’ll leave some money for you and your mother to make you live a good life. Now stop saying those unpleasant things, and then put down the gun. From my room…”

bang!

The entire world seemed to be occupied by this huge sound. Mr. Simon looked at the flames in front of him and he thought of the time he had just arrived here.

Prayton is a very good hunter, and he also likes hunting. At that time, Mr. Simon had no choice but to come to him, but fortunately, he had successful experience in the past, which made him more or less in his own country. Considered a little network.

Playton took a fancy to Mr. Simon. He is not a garbage collector. He puts everything in his pocket. He only wants those worthy people to serve him.

In order to please Prayton, Mr. Simon asked someone to get some good shotguns to Prayton.

These shotguns may not be able to play a good role in the frontal battlefield, but they have excellent performance in hunting.

Bigger caliber, faster speed, more terrifying tearing power, he still remembers that the maker of this shotgun was very proud to tell him when he delivered these shotguns, even if he was facing one The crazy elephant does not need to panic.

As long as the one after the other spreads his feet slightly, stabilizes the body’s center of gravity, then puts the butt on the shoulder, aiming at the elephant’s head and pulling the trigger.

After the peng sound, the crazy elephant will fall to the ground like a rag doll and can no longer threaten anything.

He fell backwards, slowly, and he saw the blood drop in the air slowly falling. The blood was not as bright as people thought, but it was a little dull.

He saw some bone fragments, and was surprised to see another eyeball. The nerve of that eyeball was flying slowly in the air with a muscle. He could even see infinite in that eye. Fear, and my reflection.

A poor bug with half of his head gone!

With a bang, Mr. Simon lay on the ground, his body twitching subconsciously. After only a few twitches, he stopped, and blood poured down his head.

The young man who was overturned by the huge recoil stood up again, and the door of the room was knocked open. Steward and the youngster rushed in. They saw Mr. Simon on the ground at a glance.

Compared with the surprised expression on the youngster’s face, Steward pulled out the cushion on the coffee table with a heavy expression, and covered Mr. Simon’s missing half of his head.

The blood quickly dyed the white cloth into red, and the young man wiped away the tears on his face. He looked at Mr. Simon, who had lost his lifeform sign lying on the ground, and his heart was very complicated.

He used to think it was a mountain that he could not cross. In this brief moment, when he collapsed in front of him, human life was really fragile.

He doesn’t know how to describe how he feels at this time. Various emotions are tumbling, but he still has some new work to do.

“What shall I do next?”, the young man looked towards the youngster, “I have shown my sincerity,”

youngster nodded, seeming to agree very much, “Leave everything to me. From this moment on, you, your family, and your property will all be protected by the Nagalil Youth Party. And shine!”

Not long ago, there were occasional gunshots around, but it soon calmed down.

The riots spread to this place from other places, and some people are also eyeing Mr. Simon’s house. After all, among the foreigners here, everyone has a common understanding.

But when they were about to break into Mr. Simon’s house, they saw a corpse on the lawn with the head covered. Several youngsters were talking loudly, probably a mob sneaked in and killed Mr. Simon or something.

At the same time, they also told others that Mr. Simon’s child, a Nagalil boy, would inherit Mr. Simon’s estate and wealth, and he was also a member of the Nagalil Youth Party.

If you don’t want to cause trouble, if you don’t want to cause trouble to your family, it’s best not to set foot in this yard!

The influence and reputation of the Nagalil Youth Party are actually insufficient, but they have guns in their hands. At this time, guns have become the most convincing thing for others.

People remember the dead Mr. Simon, remember the Al-Shabaab and the weapons in their hands.

They expressed fear and left here.

Sitting in the living room facing the mother who didn’t seem very sad, the young man looked at the sky outside the window in a daze.

He doesn’t know if this decision is right or wrong, but at least, he is fighting for the opportunity.

The opportunity to control your own destiny.