Chapter 682 Growth

A team of soldiers came here at the call of Reynard and his men, but before they took over the looters, Disma suddenly pointed at the empty wooden stake and said to the looters.

"You need to pick one of you to go up. I will choose the worst one among you. Now tell me who has done the most evil."

This situation directly made the looters panic, and the strong uneasiness had taken away their reason.

Didn't they agree to go to jail? Why is there this?

It was just driven by the desire to survive that they betrayed their teammates without mercy.

"Him!" A looter suddenly raised his hand and pointed at another person, "He has done the most evil."

Others reacted at once and pointed at that person.

"That's right! It's him."

"Everything was forced upon us by the boss and him."

"That's right, we didn't do anything, it was all done by him."

As the saying goes, a friend who dies is not a friend who is poor, it's better for you to die alone than for us to die.

The looter who was pushed out by them was panicked at first, and kept arguing subconsciously.

"It's not me... It's not me..."

Being accused by so many people, fear instantly seized his will. He didn't want to be hung up on it...

"Shut up, all of you." Disma shouted to suppress those guys, and turned to look at the person who was pointed out and gestured: "Now I'll give you a chance, who has done the most."

"He killed people, he raped, he..."

The man was like grabbing a life-saving straw, and he directly shook out all the bad things that others had done.

Others were naturally unwilling to give up, and began to accuse randomly, and the scene suddenly became a mess.

Now Leonard and others realized that humans are different. They are all struggling for survival. Even if they kill people, it's just a matter of a gun and a sword. They have never meant to torture others, let alone kill people just for fun.

And the things these guys have done even make them feel terrified. You can imagine how evil they are.

"They must be punished!"

Junia couldn't bear it anymore. Her face looked a little hideous with her teeth clenched. She really wanted to swing a torch to kill these guys.

Even Laura, who thought she was cold-blooded, couldn't help but feel disgusted. She was the Count's Eagle Killer.

Soon, a judgment was made, and one of the guys who basically participated was selected.

"It's you."

Disma waved his hand, and the soldiers came up and grabbed the man directly, regardless of his wailing, and tied him to the stake and hung him up.

The person in charge of registration wrote down the charges directly, and there was not even enough paper to write them down.

The things were posted aside, and the verdict was marked with Hamlet's law enforcement. Anyone who dared to put it down was against Hamlet and would be at your door immediately.

No matter how the robber resisted, he was still hung up in the face of absolute power. Instead, the rest of them breathed a sigh of relief and even couldn't help laughing.

Damn, I escaped...

But under the drive of those soldiers, I didn't have time to think too much, and walked towards the town step by step.

The guy left behind struggled hard on the stake like a wriggling maggot, but Hamlet's skill in hanging people was also well-tested. There was no leverage at all, and the more he struggled, the tighter it got.

He wanted to ask for help, but his mouth was blocked, so he could only whine.

However, this spectacle continued to attract more people, including the scavengers who followed behind.

People are full of curiosity, and when some people gather together, they will attract more people.

Because this is the periphery of the ruins, there are a large number of Hamlet's troops, so although everyone is a little careful, they no longer have the exaggerated resistance before.

After seeing this scene, the adventurers who came closer were also curious about how people were hung up, and they came to watch, including Scorpion and his team.

"Captain, what is written on it?"

Scorpion simply repeated a few sentences, which immediately resonated with the rest of the team.

"Damn it!"

Even the teammates who had negative emotions towards Hamlet because of being caught before couldn't help but agree.

Others could not read, but they also heard Scorpion's explanation and it spread quickly.

"Good death!"

"Hahaha! Caught."

"Hamlet, you did a good job!"

However, even in this one-sided speech, there were also doubts.

"Who knows if this is true, what if those Hamlet's people are the robbers? They robbed..."

"Fuck you!" The boy was still furious, and when he heard someone was trying to defend those scum, he immediately stood up and said, "This guy hanging just attacked us with a group of people. Fortunately, Lord Hamlet saved us."

"You said it is? Who do you think you are? Just a dog."

There is no doubt that this sentence stimulated the boy, and the pent-up emotions burst out in an instant.

Will is being tested... tyranny!

He took out the musket from his waist directly, and this time he knew to cock the hammer, and he almost didn't hesitate to get close and shoot.

"Bang!"

The sound of a gunshot that came out without any warning immediately made all those people panic.

When everyone dispersed a little, they saw that the guy who was so weird just now had a red chest and fell to the ground, spitting bubbles.

This scene was somewhat shocking. Why did they suddenly start to fight?

There was no doubt that the boy had learned something from Disma. When the gun was taken out, it was destined to shoot, otherwise it should not be taken out.

At this time, the gunpowder smoke in the boy's hand had not even dissipated. Feeling the power from his hands and the fearful eyes of those around him, he seemed to understand something.

I have said before that most of these people were in a team. Seeing their teammates dead, others also came up to fight. It was obvious that they were not scavengers.

"I said no wonder you want to slander Hamlet. It turns out that you also want to rob others."

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Why? You don't have the courage to enter the ruins, but you have the courage to rob. What are you afraid of?"

The boy who was trapped in the tyranny and torture kept saying some words to stimulate those guys. There was no doubt that he was right.

Who is willing to pick up garbage with them? It's tiring and hard, and you can't make much money. I came here to get rich.

Many of these people were guest robbers. Now that they saw Hamlet actually cracking down on such behavior, they were naturally unwilling to accept it and thought that their way of making money was cut off.

Now that they were annoyed, they wanted to take action. Your gun is just rotten iron after firing. I will kill you.

"This is Hamlet. If you dare to touch me, you will be the next one to be hung up."

The young man did not give in. His scolding made those guys hesitate. They were just some scraps and dared not touch Hamlet. They could only choose to retreat.

But the eyes when they left were also full of resentment.

"Boy, you are causing trouble." Some mercenaries still admired the courage of the young man and could not help but remind him.

Who knew that the young man didn't care at all, and a free and easy smile appeared on his face.

"Fuck him! I'm not afraid of him. I want to sign up to join Hamlet's army. If he is brave enough, he will come to the barracks to find me."

"Hahaha!"

This immediately aroused laughter from everyone. No wonder he dared to do this. It turned out that he had thought of a way out long ago, but this is indeed the best solution.

People are social creatures, and order is determined by the interests of most people, not to mention that they are weak, threatened by those guys, and have a stronger hatred for these evil robbers.

So they should know how to pay high respect to Hamlet's order maintainers.

They can't change anything, but they will spread the news quickly. No one is redundant in Lance's plan.

This is part of the plan...

On the edge of the ruins, many artificial wooden stakes appeared. This is an experimental device made by Hamlet to test the danger of the ruins.

There is one at a distance, some have been tied to the wooden stakes, waiting for the arrival of night, and some are empty waiting for him...

Most people felt the effect of the order when they returned to the town. At least in the town, they don't have to worry about someone suddenly robbing themselves, nor are they afraid of someone shooting them.

Before, seeing the police patrolling around would give people a feeling of being controlled, and it seemed that everything they did would be restricted.

But now, in the face of the pressure brought by the out-of-control scene of the ruins, it has become nothing. On the contrary, seeing the police brings a sense of safety.

There are people who recycle all kinds of broken copper and iron in the town. If you have any good things, you can go to the antique shop.

When night falls, the town changes from being deserted during the day to being very lively.

The guys in the tavern began to brag about what treasures they found in the ruins and what good things they had.

Among them, copper coins and silver coins are not surprising. Gold coins were found. This news made other adventurers crazy. Envy, jealousy and hatred are useless. Now they just want the day to come quickly. They also want to get rich.

Gold coins appeared in the ruins?

Is Lance's guess wrong? The ruins are really an undeveloped treasure bag?

This is about why Lance put the guards in the ruins instead of taking them to the old house?

The reason is that there are some things that can only be done by them. Only when their loyalty is full can they meet the task requirements.

Because their task, in addition to obtaining the progress of those adventurers, is to enter the ruins and hide the money in those corners.

There are bags of copper coins, scattered gold coins, silver coins, or some not-so-valuable jewelry and citrine placed everywhere.

For example, the sacks and backpacks that fell on the ground when fleeing, or crates, torch stands, etc., just stuff them in.

These are like fishing nests. If there is no harvest, the adventurers will soon disperse, but as long as they leave these for them to find, they can always keep their enthusiasm.

The fantasy of getting rich overnight shrouds their hearts, and then they will become the sword in Lance's hands to clean up the ruins.

This matter cannot be done by ordinary troops. If the news is leaked, it will cause doubts. Only the loyal guards can do it.

Everything is under Lance's control. He is professional in playing with people's hearts.

Compared with the excitement of those people, the boy who returned to the town also exchanged the hidden silver ring for money.

Facing those guys from the same village, although they are timid, the boy finally divided the money according to the original agreement.

"Brother, are you really going to join the army?"

Others were naturally very happy to get the money, but some people couldn't help asking about the previous question.

"Yes, I want to join Hamlet, and I want to bring my family over. The only way is to join the army."

The young man realized that without power, he would be a piece of fat meat at the mercy of others in the ruins, and he did not want to suffer that kind of thing again.

For the sake of many years of friendship, the young man still reminded these people.

"We were lucky enough to meet Hamlet's enforcer this time, but the ruins are so big. We are not so lucky every time. I advise you not to think about it and just find a job here."

"Brother is right. I won't go to the ruins anymore. I'm lucky this time. Who knows what will happen next time."

"I heard that the town is recruiting people for construction sites, so I'm going to take a look."

"It's not bad to be an apprentice. It's a bit harder but you can learn skills. When the time comes, you can go back to your hometown and open a blacksmith shop or work as a carpenter."

In a few words, everyone seemed to have planned their future. They would work to make money and then take over their families.

This is the siphon effect the city has on its surrounding areas, who would rather be under Hamlet's protection than the chaos of the outside world.

But not everyone is willing to give up their dream of getting rich. Today's income from picking up garbage is the most money they have ever received in their lives.

And this was just an ordinary ring. When they returned to the town, they heard all kinds of stories about who picked up something, who dug something and became rich overnight.

It's like there is some kind of magic driving them, this kind of power is called greed.

"When we came here with the caravan, my eldest brother promised to take us to make a lot of money together."

"That's right, brother, didn't you hear what those people found? The gold coins are on the ground waiting for us to pick them up."

"Why are you afraid of those guys? They were all frightened when you shot them, brother."

Those people started to encourage, some talked about feelings, some talked about those treasures, and some wanted to dispel their worries.

But the young man didn't want to promise them anything. He just said, "You can go if you want. I won't stop you."

After all, he is not a fool. He saw these people clearly in the previous incident.

It’s okay not to have so-called feelings that are so fragile in the face of difficulties!

What I say now is just to push myself out and use myself to protect them.

He didn't bother to say anything more about this, as everyone had already separated.

It's just that the young man still underestimated the inexplicable psychology of those people. Those people refused to go when they saw him, so they took a fancy to the musket on his waist.

"Brother, you won't need it anyway, so just leave that gun to us."

"That's right, this way we can have some means to deal with those robbers."

"..."

The young man couldn't help being stunned, looking at them he felt cold...