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After a person is shot, he does not die immediately.

From life to death, there is a process. The biologists of Gefra once did an experiment. They promised some benefits to the death row prisoners and let the death row prisoners accept their research.

The most famous is the decapitation experiment.

Generally speaking, the heads of the executed prisoner will scroll a few times after the beheading. If this is a myth or legend, there may be a black dog running away with its head in its mouth.

But this is a story of research. People fix the heads of executed prisoners on a bracket, and then the blade quickly cuts off the connection between their head and body. At this time, scientists will ask questions, and the executed prisoners will follow the questions raised by the scientists. , Use all means to answer, for example, look at the different choices on the left and right sides with your eyes.

The purpose of this experiment is to prove that even if the head is chopped off, people will not die immediately. It sounds boring and cruel, but it does provide a lot of necessary content for the biological field.

In the end, after most of the death row prisoners had their heads separated, they still retained the ability to think for a while. They were able to answer two to three questions, and then as the brain's blood was missing and emptied, they would truly enter a state of death.

So Mishahaya didn't die immediately after being shot in the body. He clutched his chest and fell to the ground, looking at the chief of police with pain, looking at the guy who was once wagging his tail in front of him.

There were some gunshots from other places in the basement, as well as a female scream, but all of this fell into calm within ten seconds.

"Your Excellency the Governor knows that you have embarrassed Mr. Lynch, for the friendship between Nagalil and the Federation, and for the friendship between the Governor and Mr. Lynch, he asked me to convey his apologies to you."

The chief of the police station grabbed the corners of his clothes and tried hard to make his clothes more docile. He tidied up the armed belt again to make himself look very energetic all the time.

Every time Michehaye gasped, he could feel his breathing getting weaker and weaker. He said in a reluctant voice, "But that was... what Drago's son asked me to do, not what I thought."

"But Mr. Lynch doesn't know!" The chief of police raised his gun and pointed at him, "Is there anything else I need to tell you? If not, I will send you back to God's embrace now."

Michehaye also never thought about living. He could feel the blood rushing into the lobe on his side of the lung. He can only rely on the other one for breathing now. Such a terrible amount of bleeding, in medical facilities and technologically backward. Nagalil, he couldn't survive at all.

He showed some gloating smiles, perhaps gloating, he looked at the police chief, "Now it's me, and the next one is you!"

The police chief was stunned for a moment, and then he pulled the trigger without hesitation. The bullets pierced the once arrogant face of Mayor Michel Haye, smashing that face until the sound of the firing pin hit. Then, the chief of police realized that he had already shot a bullet.

His expression was a bit sluggish, and after a while he put away the pistol, he looked at Mishe Haye, who was already indistinguishable, and shook his head, "I am not you, you have the value of being exploited, and I am just a dog. ."

He said that with an expression of regret or luck on his face, he went out from here.

The smell of blood has spread, and everyone in the basement is dead and can't die anymore.

Seeing those subordinates with guns in their hands, the chief of police corrected his armed belt once again, "I checked, Mayor Miche Haye has been attacked and killed by criminals. This is the history of Mong Uhang Province. In the most serious case I have ever encountered, I swear to the gods here that I must catch those murderers!"

The police officers who still had some blood stains on their faces, bulging pockets, and some hot gun muzzle heat straightened their spine in excitement, and loudly echoed the police chief's oath to solve the case as soon as possible.

The sunlight coming in from outside the basement shone on their wide-brimmed hats, and the police badge was extremely shining at this moment.

The news of Mishe Haye's death was not revealed in the first time, and even Drag and Lynch did not start to rectify the riots outside. They are still waiting.

In fact, both Drag and Lynch are very clear that they are pushing the local lower class against the middle and upper levels, and the ruling class is actually to completely shuffle the cards.

The federal people are here, this is not a sentence like saying hello to each other about new things happening around them, it is a real phenomenon.

The federal people came with a strong posture that most people in Nagalil could not realize. The first step after these people came was to shuffle the cards. Those middle and upper classes who already have a lot of resources, if they are not prepared , They will be washed away, as they are now.

The city outside was full of flames, and the riots have begun to spread to other places. The bottom of the society who did not grab any benefits here began to go to other cities to find opportunities. It is possible that the turmoil caused by the riots will spread to the entire Nagalil.

This may also be what some people wanted. When they didn't know how to do it, Lynch lit the fire.

Lynch, who returned to the room, took off his clothes with the help of the maid, and entered the bathroom.

I have to say that Drag is still very enjoyable, of course, this is also related to the local traditional culture.

The 40-50-square-meter bath is filled with hot water with a faint sulphur smell. This is hot spring water drawn from the ground. The comfortable design allows Lynch to lie down but not sink. He lay in it, blowing the cool wind, and the tropical jungle at night was not far away. Except for some annoying mosquitoes occasionally flying nearby, it was perfect at this time.

He closed his eyes slightly, feeling the heat and comfort brought by the hot water flowing on the surface of his body, which made him want to squint comfortably.

He is thinking about the situation here, breaking the inherent local ruling structure and ruling class. It is a plan that he and the joint development company decided before they came.

If you don't get rid of the ruling class that did not join the joint development company in the past, they are likely to waste a lot of time and energy in fighting around the local factions in the future.

So the best way now is to detonate conflicts as soon as they come up, and then force the locals to stand in line.

If they are willing to cooperate, they will be given the status of a federal member. This is actually very important. As long as they become a federal member, there is no need to consider that they will abandon the cooperative relationship with the joint development company for various reasons.

You know, when I know that their rulers have also abandoned them, abandoned their beliefs and gods, their reign will also come to an end.

What's left is to get rid of other people who stand on their opposite sides. Maybe these people don’t know anything from the beginning, don’t know that they have been passively standing in line, don’t know that they actually don’t even have the opportunity to choose, don’t know many, many .

But this is not important. What is important is space. In the new space released, a group of new Nagalil people will replace these people and become a new privileged class and even a ruling class with the help of the federal people. The federal people will... …

hiss……

Lynch's muscles suddenly tightened, but they relaxed quickly.

He didn't open his eyes. He was thinking about some of the next work just now, so that he didn't notice that there was a second person in the bath.

The waves caused by the body's movements made the calm water surface of the entire bath rippling. The maids standing outside the bath were blushing and watching what happened here, a little shy, but also a little curious.

Lynch's breathing was a bit heavy, and after a while, the waves gradually calmed down.

"How much did Little Fox pay you?" Lynch said, his voice a little hoarse, "Is there any water?"

Soon, the maid came to him with a tray containing drinks, fruit wine, juice and scented tea.

He hesitated and chose scented tea. Alcohol is not a good thing. Although many people like him, he has seen people with alcoholism.

Many people think that alcoholism is nothing more than shaking hands. In fact, it is not. It is only a side effect. In the end, alcohol will kill people, and it will destroy brain cells in a large amount!

The juice is too sweet, young people may like it, but as an "old man", Lynch prefers a bland taste.

A somewhat tired Petunia lay beside him, her face ruddy as if she had left the sunset on her cheeks. She panted slightly, breathing a bit heavy, "Thirty thousand yuan, the brokerage company will take two thirds. The rest is mine."

Lynch's voice recovered, and he looked at the girl with some surprise, "They care about you very much. I think they will give you so much, I thought it would be less."

From an ordinary person with no experience in the entertainment industry to a celebrity, the brokerage company needs to pay a lot of price.

Time, money, and personal connections, not everyone can be successful and can make the brokerage company pay back, so at the beginning, a large part of the artist's income will be taken away by the brokerage company.

Until the artists began to become popular, they continued to revise and divide, and finally only get 5-10%. With Penny’s current influence, she should not get as much as 1/3~lightnovelpub.net~ Petunia curled her lips. She turned around and fetched a tropical fruit from the fruit basket next to the bath. She took a bite and the juice splashed all over. "Because they think I can become a big star, they gave me a contract at the beginning. Just a little bit higher than the others."

She talked and leaned over again, tilting her head, looking at the handsome face of Lynch lying in the water with the soup noodles, a little surprised.

But soon she came back to her senses, bit her lip and asked, "How about this time, did I mess up?"

Lynch thought for a while and commented, "I was honestly a bit unskilled at the beginning, but it's okay later, I can give you a passing grade."

"what?"

"Are there only passing grades?"

"I think I did a good job this time!"

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