When people make a choice, they often have a moment of impulse. The target of this impulse is the one they really want to choose.
For the young man who was faced with a difficult choice, the moment Lynch gave him the chance to make a choice, he really wanted to cut himself off …
He already had a child and was married. That thing was actually not as useful to him as people thought. He remembered the doctor saying that there was not much difference between him and a normal person if he only had one. This knowledge came from one of his former workmates.
For example, this small construction company usually contracted very ordinary small jobs, such as leveling the ground and so on. Among them, they would definitely use a kind of steam hammer.
The powerful impact of the steam hammer could instantly tamp the ground. It only needed two to three people to operate. It was low cost and high efficiency. It had always been the preferred tool of small construction companies.
At that time, one of his workmates did not follow the standard procedure and one of the steam hammer hit his crotch. The poor thing was crushed and squeezed out on the spot.
Why was his operation not followed the standard procedure? It was because the insurance company did not want to compensate him in full. In the end, under the persuasion of the doctor and the insurance company's claims manager, he gave up the most suitable medical treatment and chose the option that would give him more cash.
It was also at that time that the young man realized that actually, having one of these things was enough. He even joked that if it did not work, he would get rid of one. At least he could get money from the insurance company.
But impulse was always impulse. When one was impulsive, nothing would be difficult. But when one was impulsive, one would start to fear danger.
Compared to losing a little thing and a hand, perhaps marrying this girl here would be a good choice.
He turned to look at Lynch. The dazzling sunlight made him unable to open his eyes. With his back to the light, Lynch was like a shadow in the sky. It was also like some kind of miracle. The sunlight painted his body with a golden edge, making it impossible to look at his face directly.
"Mr. Lynch, I'm willing to marry this girl."
The young man said decisively.
Lynch nodded slightly and looked at the girl. "Are you willing?"
The girl bit her lip and nodded. Wasn't this what she wanted?
She could tie this foreigner down. Even if it was just to buy her a ticket to the Federation and let her get a visa and a resident card through their relationship as husband and wife, she didn't care about anything else. Even if they got a divorce after settling down there, it didn't matter.
As a woman, a woman, she knew how to easily earn more money.
Both parties nodded in agreement. Everyone was happy, and some of the people behind the girl also smiled.
As long as the girl could go to the Federation and settle down there, the girl's relatives would be able to get short-term visas by visiting relatives. Then, the girl would give them some money to buy tickets, and a new life would begin.
As for how to survive there and earn enough money to live on, that was another problem.
When people yearn for a better life, they tend to overestimate themselves and underestimate the difficulty of what they have to go through.
A beautiful new life was coming. The anger and wariness on everyone's faces turned into smiles. The onlookers also smiled. They felt that this was a victory and were even a little envious.
If only a sister could be exchanged for such an opportunity, it was not a bad deal. Some people even felt that these foreigners should be interested in their wives …
When these people planned to leave with a "great unity" ending, the police chief also breathed a sigh of relief.
There was no large-scale bloody conflict. Today's incident could even be said to be not a bad thing.
It witnessed the "love" between a local girl and a foreigner, and it also witnessed the bright future of a family. How could this be a bad thing? This was obviously a happy event!
He felt that if the provincial governor asked, this matter could be regarded as a link between the Nagalees and the Bylers. This was also very much in line with the current main theme.
He walked to Lynch again, lowered his head slightly, and said humbly in a low voice, "Mr. Lynch …"
Lin Qi's voice interrupted him again. "Now that their matter is over, it's time for us to discuss our matters."
There was not much of the unique accent of the Bylers in the international common language. Lynch's pronunciation was very standard. Communication was an important bridge between people.
A standard Common Language would definitely give people a good impression of him the moment he opened his mouth.
Therefore, everyone present could understand what he was saying.
The smiles were still frozen on some people's faces. Lynch looked at them. Those people were a little overwhelmed. At this time, the leader of the group stood up.
The girl pulled him. This was her brother.
"Mr. Lynch, I'm the leader. I was burned by the flame of anger. I solemnly apologize to a great person like you. Your tolerance and kindness are as broad as the sea!"
He uttered the compliment with an accent, and bent down.
In the eyes of many people, this seemed to have become a kind of … process?
If you did something wrong, as long as the loss was not great, bowing down to these dignitaries, praising them, and getting forgiveness had almost become a code of conduct for the Nagalees.
In fact, it was not that the dignitaries were really so generous, but these little bugs were not enough to arouse their anger. So their attitude towards these people was not tolerance, but disregard!
But Lynch was not such a person. Today's matter was a crisis, but it was also a rare opportunity.
Lynch smiled and shook his head. He waved at Neil, and the latter came to stand beside him.
Lynch looked at those people and the leader, "This person, Mr. Neil, Manager Neil, or whatever you call him, is my father …"
The smile on the police chief's face disappeared in an instant when he heard this. He was trying to hide his displeasure.
So much so that the displeasure in his heart because Lynch ignored him and ignored him disappeared without a trace at this moment.
You f * cking let your father come here as an ordinary person, isn't this cheating?
Now was not the time to think about this problem. The police chief's face was sweating even more. He faintly felt that his sphincter was a little loose, and the trickle of heat appeared again. He hurriedly tightened his lower abdomen and bent over to Lynch's side.
This time, Lynch did not interrupt him.
"Mr. Lynch … I didn't know Mr. Neil was your father …"
Lynch glanced at him from the corner of his eyes. His slowly moving eyes revealed something that made people's hearts palpitate. But it was just a movement of his eyes, and his expression did not change.
This time, the police chief shut his mouth and held his breath. Lynch's gaze brought him too much pressure, so much so that he could not continue his words.
Lynch's gaze returned to the people in front of him, "My father's head was smashed by your people. My place was in a mess because of you, and the losses were countless."
"Anyone who makes a mistake must be punished, whether it's my staff, myself, or you."
"I'll give you a choice. Break one of your legs and get out of here, or go to jail, and don't think about getting out of here for the rest of your life!"
After punishing his own people, he would punish others. This would appear more credible, so the onlookers did not think that Lynch was bullying them. Some people even thought that Lynch was actually a good person.
After all, he had lost an iron door, some roofs of some houses, some electrical appliances, some steel, and various other things … and he only asked to break one of their legs, which was already very merciful.
In Najalil, human lives were not worth as much as things.
So whether it was a broken leg or being thrown into a cell, it was very harsh, but not excessive. No one around protested for these young people. They just watched quietly.
"Mr. Lynch, there are some things that we did not do …"
Lynch ignored him, "If you don't know how to choose, I'll help you choose. Maybe a life in jail is suitable for you. You'll have a stable job and a stable food supply inside. It's much better than being outside."
"I'm a reasonable person, and I hope you can be reasonable too!"
Lynch's statement made the atmosphere a little solemn, but the choice was really too difficult. Whether it was a broken leg or going to jail, it was a very difficult choice.
"It seems that you can't make a decision …" Lynch turned to look at the police chief beside him, who had his head lowered and his waist bent. "Mr. Chief …"
"I choose the leg, Mr. Lynch!"
The young leader stood up and gritted his teeth. Now that some things had come to an end, and hope was in front of him, he had no reason to give up hope.
It was just a broken leg, and it might not be convenient for them to walk in the future. But when they went to the Federation, there would be money everywhere. Even the simplest job would allow them to earn more money than they did now.
There was only one meter left before the door of hope, and he would not give up.
"Mr. Lynch, I have realized my mistake, and I choose … to accept the punishment."
He stood up and walked to a place not far away from Lynch and stopped.
The muzzles around him were vaguely pointed at him, but he became very calm at this time.
Perhaps because he had made a decision, he was fearless. "What do you plan to do?"
Lynch walked to the sergeant's side and pulled out the pistol from his holster. He held it in his hand and held it in front of Neil, indicating for him to shoot and break the young man's leg.
Neil was not a great person. He was just a somewhat dull and confused ordinary person who had just started to become rich. Before this, he had never even used a gun to hurt a small animal, let alone hurt anyone with a gun.
Now that he was asked to shoot and break someone's leg … he felt that it was very difficult.
Looking at Neil's evasive gaze, Lynch put away the pistol and skillfully unlocked the safety. He took a step forward, raised his hand, and fired three shots!
In an instant, the flock of birds that had just landed on the treetops flew up into the sky again …