DipNovel Chapter 339 I'll give you a chance
Chapter 339 I'll give you a chance
Chapter 339 I'll Give You a Chance (5k)
Especially when he saw those two still-attractive old ladies, dressed in sexy pajamas, looking at the chaotic crowd with fear on their faces.
Even as they watched, they hugged each other tightly in terror—
Damn it.
Afraid of the dark and afraid of ghosts, a combination of both, making you drool, right?
If you're so scared, why the hell did you leave the camp at this damn moment and run behind that obstacle that's only 200 meters away to play with meat sandwiches?
Is he fucking hungry?!
shit!
Looking at these three guys who had caused him so much trouble, Gavin really wanted to raise his gun and shoot these three idiots dead!
But unfortunately—
Damn it, he could kill the bastard who led the riot in the crowd, and he also had to take down the idiot who shot at him and tried to ambush him.
But he just couldn't bring himself to kill those three guys who ran out to fire cannons!
Because their only mistake from beginning to end was simply leaving the base to fire a single shot.
Because—because there weren't any guys in Camp Gavin who, like the three of them, openly sneaked out to fire cannons.
However, the relationships between men and women at Gavin's camp were sometimes a bit chaotic. Gavin knew of several couples, such as Susan, the scheming woman who had Manus, the blacksmith, completely under her thumb. Susan had more than three lovers, one of whom was Anthony, the field squad leader!
In short————
If you're going to get yourself executed for something as trivial as having an affair, then this whole "shooting" thing is out of the question.
It might not be obvious now, but once his subordinates have had a chance to reflect on it, it won't be long before everyone starts to feel insecure.
Because they did it occasionally!
Moreover, Gavin was also thinking about increasing the number of newborns in the camp as soon as possible.
Adultery —
Damn it!
If it weren't for tonight's troubles, he wouldn't have cared about the little black kid playing Jenga with two old ladies.
At most, they'd be lucky to get a couple of insults.
But now————
After the three idiots slunk back to the vicinity of the camp, Gavin clearly heard the two white women's husbands cursing and swearing despite their fear.
This is fucking—
Thinking of this, Gavin glanced coldly at the three figures who had run back, completely ignoring them.
Instead, they turned their attention to Kyle, whom they had abandoned!
Compared to those three idiots who caused tonight's chaos but were actually just unable to control their lust.
The damned bastards who take advantage of tonight's chaos to cause trouble for themselves, trying to seize power from them or even kill them outright, are the ones he should suppress the most!
As for the three adulterers—
Let the victims deal with it themselves!
Gavin glanced at the clenched fists of the two old ladies' husbands.
It's unclear whether these two elderly couples were married before the apocalypse or formed their families after the apocalypse.
However, having been publicly cuckolded, those two respectable older white European and American men probably wouldn't give their wives any dignity.
Therefore, Gavin completely ignored the adulterer and strode towards Kyle Holler, who was trying to get up from the ground.
As for Kyle Holler, he had just put his hands on the ground to prop himself up when Eugene's foot had already stepped on his head, slamming his face hard into the ground!
"Fuck you!"
Eugene was speechless at that moment!
This was the first time Gavin had ever faced a real assassination attempt since the establishment of Camp Gavin!
Unlike any of the difficulties encountered in the past.
If Gavin himself hadn't reacted so quickly, this assassination attempt would have been a disaster.
Given the distance between Kyle Holler and Gavin, Kyle Holler had a very high probability of successfully assassinating him!
So just thinking back to the crisis just now, Eugene felt his scalp tingle!
After a brief moment of stunned silence, Steve stumbled and ran to Kyle Holler, then pounced on the ground on all fours, grabbed Kyle Holler's head with his left hand, and began to furiously punch Kyle Holler's face with his right fist!
Boom!
Boom!
Steve couldn't even speak; he put all his strength into his fists.
Until Gavin strode up to them and grabbed Steve's wrist.
Seeing that his fist had been stopped, Steve finally breathed a sigh of relief, then looked up at Gavin with eyes full of lingering fear and anger.
"Boss!"
He let out a tense growl.
Gavin shook his head slightly and chuckled.
"Don't panic, guys. He thinks he can put a bullet in my head?"
"He's still a long way off!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Gavin grabbed Steve and pulled him up from the ground, then let go of Steve and patted Eugene on the shoulder.
He couldn't be bothered to say anything to Kyle Horado, nor did he want to know why the guy wanted to assassinate him.
Whether Kyle was seeking more power or was enraged by his own indifference today and decided to retaliate,
Or perhaps there's some other mysterious mastermind behind Gavin who provoked or guided Kyle to take the action he just did?
None of that matters!
Really, none of that matters.
No matter what Gavin did, he could never stop the conspirators from continuing their schemes, just as even the most charismatic leaders or emperors in history could not command the entire world to submit to their will.
When betrayal occurs.
Especially when the betrayal happened in the current situation, when more than 50 percent of the population were newcomers in the adjustment period, Gavin knew that if he kept pressing the assassination and putting pressure on the Brotherhood, it would be disastrous.
He was simply turning all fifty-odd people into his enemies.
Therefore, there is only one thing he should do now: to get rid of Kyle Holler decisively and put the matter of the assassination attempt on Kyle Holler, so as to stabilize the current situation and prevent more of the Brotherhood’s already stressed members from turning against him.
His handling of Kelhoul must be decisive enough, but it must also serve as a deterrent to the remaining members of the Brotherhood!
Then, after a brief silence...
Gavin's eyes swept across the crowd.
A moment later, he located Jonathan and then waved to him.
"Jonathan!"
"I'm here, boss. What do you need me to do?"
Jonathan immediately responded and then stepped out of the crowd on his legs, which were only covered by shorts.
As he walked out, the fraternity members all turned their attention to Jonathan and Gavin.
Gavin glanced at the Brotherhood members, then pointed at Kyle Holler.
"Skin him alive."
"No problem, boss. After all, every cowboy is skilled at skinning animals, and humans are animals too."
Jonathan immediately gave a bloodthirsty smile, then approached Kyle Holler with a hysterical expression.
Just as Kelholler was about to cry out and struggle, Eugene kicked him again, pinning his mouth down and even knocking out several teeth.
And Jonathan.
He squatted down and patted Eugene's ankle, signaling Eugene to move his foot away, then shouted to Gavin from a distance.
"Boss, before I start handling this, you should listen to what he has to say, right?"
"No need, I just want to hear his screams."
Gavin waved to Jonathan, who nodded knowingly, then pulled out a small dagger from the bullet belt outside his bulletproof vest and shoved it into Kyle's mouth.
The pig-like screams began at that moment, as Jonathan churned the dagger in Kyle's mouth, turning his tongue and gums into a jumbled mess.
After commotion for about ten seconds, Jonathan finally pulled out his dagger, while Kyle, like a pig being slaughtered, screamed pitifully and kept spitting out blood mixed with chunks of flesh.
And this was just the beginning. Jonathan grabbed Kyle by the hair and dragged him awkwardly along the ground towards the distance.
They walked towards the lake, where it would be a better place to wash the knife and blood.
Martin stepped out from the crowd, waved to Gavin from a distance, and called out.
"Boss, it's not easy for one person to do skinning work. That guy will struggle, so let me go help him. I don't think my skinning skills are any worse than Jonathan's."
"Okay, go ahead."
Gavin waved his hand at Martin expressionlessly.
Martin then jogged up behind Jonathan and together they dragged Kyle Holler to the lakeside.
Soon after, the lake, which had been filled with laughter and joy during the day, was filled with screams that pierced the long night and lingered for a long time!
The sound spread rapidly through the night, terrifying the remaining members of the fraternity. Even the two not-so-incompetent white husbands who were beating their wives and the black man couldn't help but temporarily stop what they were doing.
Gavin stood in the center of everyone's view, gun in his right hand and his left hand in his pocket, silently listening to the screams from afar.
The scream lasted for a full three minutes.
Two children, around ten years old, were so frightened at the Brotherhood camp that they wet themselves.
Gavin finally put the pistol back in its holster and then pulled out a pack of cigarettes.
As he lit the cigarette, Madison quickly handed him a lighter.
Ding!
The Dupont lighter clicked crisply as the flame ignited the tobacco in Gavin's mouth.
The eyes of dozens of fraternity members also shifted to the puff of smoke Gavin exhaled.
Watching the smoke rise gradually into the night and then blend into the air, Gavin took the cigarette out of his mouth, flicked off the ash, and said softly to the men in front of him.
"Did I forget something, like I forgot to clearly state my rules?"
He spoke softly and his voice was a little hoarse, so much so that people unconsciously held their breath and strained to hear him clearly; some even craned their necks to listen.
Gavin, completely disregarding whether the fraternity members could hear him, continued speaking in his not-so-loud voice.
"After all, I really didn't expect that when I responded to Connor's plea for help, upholding the spirit of humanitarianism, I would travel thousands of kilometers with dozens of my highly capable men, all the way from central Texas to you, to save you from this disaster."
"The first gift you gave me was that filthy sound that assaulted my ears!"
At this point, Gavin took a long drag on his cigarette.
As he exhaled smoke, he also placed his palm next to his ear, making a listening gesture.
In the distance, Kyle Holler's screams continued.
Skinning is no easy task!
Martin and Jonathan are particularly skilled at handling prey, and their knife skills are excellent, making it even harder for Kyle to die quickly.
Gavin's act of listening to the screams sent chills down the spines of many of the Brotherhood members.
Brody, in particular, the nominal last leader of the Brotherhood, was now so weak that his legs were shaking.
Because he finally realized something!
When he finally understood what had happened, Brody quickly swallowed hard, then rushed out of the crowd, wearing only his shorts, and knelt down in front of Gavin with a thud.
"Boss Gavin!"
He spoke in a trembling voice.
"No—it wasn't me. I didn't talk to Kyle. I don't know—I really didn't know he would dare to shoot you. I wouldn't even dare to think of it. I—"
"No no no no~"
Gavin interrupted Brody's explanation, then glanced at Brody's baggy shorts and his trembling leg hair.
Could Brody be the mastermind behind this?
It's possible!
After all, with Connor gone, Brody held the hearts and minds of the last remaining gunmen in the Brotherhood.
Gavin knew that if Brody successfully tricked Kyle into killing him, then after his death, Brody might actually be able to leverage the Brotherhood's numerical advantage to reach some agreement with the leaderless field crew.
Perhaps in those agreements, Brody could also gain more rights and benefits.
But it must have been Brody who made it?
not necessarily?
After all, my death could really give so many people a chance!
Some powerful members of the Brotherhood not only profit from the suffering of their own people, but also...
Even Edward and Eugene could easily profit from this tragedy.
Because if he dies, Edward, Eugene, and even Steve, who are field team leaders with great influence, will have a real chance to become the new leaders!
Therefore, regarding this kind of assassination and betrayal...
The more you doubt, the more you speculate.
The wider the scope of suspicion, the more likely it is to lead to a correct guess.
Therefore, this is not a good time to think outside the box, because being suspicious is never a positive personality trait!
So Gavin gave Brody one last look, then shook his hand and chuckled.
"Brody, don't worry, I don't doubt you. After all, tonight was just a damn accident, wasn't it?"
"Look, no one could have predicted that the young black man would bring two old ladies and make this sandwich with cheese."
"No one could have imagined that such a foolish affair could cause such a huge mess to our camp."
"Besides, even if there really is some conspiracy behind all this, poor Kyle has already lost his tongue, so we can't hear who he'll accuse."
At this point, Gavin paused, giving everyone a brief moment to listen carefully to the screams.
For a moment, the fraternity members trembled even more like leaves.
After a brief moment of tension, Brody finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"call----"
He shook his shoulders rapidly and sighed with relief.
"That's good, that's good—you're truly insightful!"
After saying that, Brody wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Gavin, while treating the distant screams as background music and nodding slightly in rhythm with the screams, continued to talk to his men with a chuckle.
"But I have to emphasize one thing, guys, life is like a fucking game of Animal Chess!"
At that moment, Gavin's voice suddenly rose, and his words made the guys listen more attentively.
He continued to growl.
"You damned lot, every single one of you led by Connor, were chased by the biker gang like rats in a sewer for a whole week!"
"The biker gang treats you as both playthings and prey. They enjoy the thrill of hunting you down. They've cut off your water supply and, more importantly, blocked all your possibilities!"
"You've been completely manipulated by them!"
"But we—"
Gavin waved to his field crew, who all puffed out their chests, and even the guys on the second floor with machine guns proudly turned their guns around.
Gavin continued to shout.
"If you're the mice, then the bikers are the cats, and we're the fucking Ellie Fent!"
"Kyle thought he, this rat, could crawl up my nose? Turns out he can't. He—ha, he's not even as good as a rat!"
"I can lead a team to slaughter bikers, and I can send death to anyone. Kyle chose the wrong target; he might not realize it until his death!"
"And what about you?"
"Who else dares to challenge my authority like Kyle did?"
"Who else dares to question me, this so-called Texas cowherd!"
"If there is such a thing, damn it, why don't we just resolve our conflict in the simplest yet most authoritative way, like the cowherds!"
At this point, Gavin turned to look at Steve, then pointed to Steve's revolver and continued.
"Steve, throw your gun over there!"
"Um""
Steve nodded, then pulled out the Colt Python from his waist and threw it in front of the fraternity member.
After the pistol landed, Gavin put his right hand on his waist and pointed at the pistol on the ground with his left hand, saying...
"How did cowboys resolve their conflicts in the West?"
"Even if you haven't heard the stories of cowboys, you should have seen cowboy movies!"
"So, anyone who has a problem with me, come and pick up a gun. We have our own ways of resolving conflicts!"
"Same gun, same bullets, there's nothing fairer than this."
"I'm giving you guys a chance, men, I'm giving every single one of you a chance!"
"So, who wants to prove themselves?"
"If you miss this opportunity, I might not give you another chance."
"So, guys, hurry up and pick up the guns."
"Let me play with you!"