British 1986

A black thief, with his hands tied behind his back, was dragged to the open space in the middle of the yard by the bodyguards.

Squatting beside him, the bodyguard took out a few small red firecrackers.

These are small firecrackers sold in many places in Chinatown. Foreigners also like this thing very much. They like to set off firecrackers whenever a place opens. Some foreigners imitate them and set off these firecrackers during festive times.

Today's individual small firecrackers are removed from the hanging firecrackers.

Gently stuffing a small firecracker into the black thief's ear hole, the bodyguard smiled at the frightened black man, took out a windproof lighter and lit the fuse of the firecracker plugged into the black man's ear hole.

"bump!"

From a little distance, the firecrackers sounded like a crisp sound, but the screams of the black people were hysterical.

The ears are inherently one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body, not to mention ear piercings, which are closest to the brain.

At close range, a seemingly insignificant firecracker was inserted into the ear hole and exploded. When the eardrum was shattered, the whole person's brain was buzzing as if it had exploded, and dark blood was mixed with it. A bit of gray smoke slowly flowed out from the ear hole.

Seeing the treatment of the black people in the middle of the yard, several black people around him started to get really scared, and some even struggled to beg for mercy.

but.

It was all in vain, these bodyguards had no nonsense with them.

Every black man could not escape. He was pulled over in turn. A firecracker was first placed in one ear hole and then lit one after another.

Screams came and went.

Luo Luoge looked at the tragic situation in the yard with wide eyes, a little incredible.

This method is too cruel, and the external injury is not obvious. This kind of small firecrackers can’t even hurt the ears, but the inner

Just listen to the screams of these people and you will know that pain cannot be deceived.

Just such a small firecracker, these people are already useless.

Luo Luoge has seen some people become incontinent after being frightened.

There were nineteen people, no one was too small, and each one was served by the little firecracker for one round. When everyone was taken care of, the bodyguards started a new round from the first person, blasting another ear hole.

Luo Luoge couldn't bear to say in a low voice: "Your Excellency."

Hearing his voice, Allen raised his left hand to stop him from speaking, and asked instead: "Today they dare to steal things and hurt people in the hospital. What will happen next? Are they going to hurt tourists? Do you know what this project does to me?" What does that mean? What you have to do now is not to sympathize with them, but to think about how to strengthen security here!"

"You will make arrangements for these people later. Get them all away. Don't dirty my hospital, by the way!"

Allen turned to look at the doctor who had just finished the stitches and said, "Who hurt you just now?"

The doctor raised his bandaged arm and pointed in a direction downstairs with his left hand.

"Okay! Rorog, go ahead. Cut off his hand yourself so that he can have a memory."

Facing Allen's cold gaze, Rorog quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at him.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally nodded and said, "I will do a good job, Your Excellency."

Watching Rorog leave the room, Spencer hesitated and said, "Aren't you afraid that he will hold a grudge?"

"Having a grudge? Ha. How do you think he has a conscience? Maybe he is the instigator behind this group of people?!"

Allen smiled, put his right hand on Spencer's shoulder and said: "I will definitely not be able to run here often in the future. You are more leisurely than me. When you have nothing to do, you can come over and take a look, like If people like them don't have the ability to help us handle some small things, why would they have the face to ask for dividends?"

"When the time comes, you can take their children back and place them in a school, or you can take them to Daying when you are not busy to experience a different world! When they taste the sweetness, they will realize the lack of money. Once you experience the taste, you will be completely corrupted. When the time comes, we will offer to give him a kickback and let them help us get the land at a low price, and they will be motivated."

Spencer hated Allen's strategizing in front of him, which made him look stupid.

Some were unconvinced and said, "What if they don't cooperate? What if they don't get corrupted?"

When Allen heard Spencer's argument, he turned his head and looked at Spencer with a retarded look: "Where is this? This is The Gambia! Not London! He won't cooperate? Get rid of him and find someone who is willing to cooperate. It’s okay! There are many people behind him who want to cooperate with us. As for who cooperates with us in the end, does it make any difference? I only look at the results!"

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Spencer grinned. He felt like he had been on a pirate ship and still couldn't get off.

After the recent period of understanding, Spencer also figured out Allen's operating mode and purpose.

And what Allen is doing now is to blatantly take it out in front of him.

This entire industry chain is officially done in the name of economic support from the Ministry of Noble Affairs.

And Spencer's future mission is to seduce these Gambian officials, corrupt them, and then when the time is right, he will make a big deal, eat them all and leave!

And what role does Allen play in this?

Nothing works!

Even his visit to Gambia this time was for the purpose of filming a movie.

What's even more outrageous is that in order to completely remove himself, this old cunt even thought of a countermeasure before the filming of the movie started.

The plot of his movie is about a British widow who comes to Gambia by boat to look for black ducks!

In the future, after the movie is released, most people will subconsciously think that such an industry already existed in The Gambia before this movie was made.

And he, Allen, just made a movie based on this theme.

Almost no one would think in the opposite direction and discover that Allen was driving an industry chain in the opposite direction in the name of making movies.

This is a trick that relies on the inertia of ordinary people's thinking, that is, the principle of darkness under the lamp.

After the whole process, Allen basically has nothing to do with this matter!

This is an example of being both responsible and established!

Spencer's mouth twitched, preparing to hold back another sentence to mock the timid Allen.

A louder scream came from the courtyard downstairs, so loud that it woke Spencer up!

Looking down the window, the fat Rolog stood up slowly with a fire ax in his hand. The black man under him was twisting on the ground in pain with his wrist in his arms.

"Look! These people. You have to urge them and force them to do things, and then they will help you do things honestly. Don't expect them to take any initiative."

Allen smiled, raised his eyebrows at Spencer, and stared at the people downstairs, as if looking at a clown.

"After I go back, if anyone steals or robs things here in the future, they will have to follow today's process. I don't believe they will dare to come again after doing it a few more times!"