I'm bad, but players love me

The leader slapped Colin's face with the whip in his hand, and said with obvious sarcasm, "She is your mother?"

Before she could finish her words, she suddenly launched into a tirade, "Your mother was beaten like this, and you didn't even bother to stop her. You heartless pariah!"

As he was about to whip Colin, Seth suddenly rushed forward, threw Colin to the ground, and pinned the child under him with his body.

As soon as Seth opened her mouth, blood began to pour out, staining her teeth and jaw. She was in so much pain that she could barely speak, only letting out a vague cry, "Please, please, please, let this child go. She's so young, she doesn't understand anything..."

"Is she your child?" the leader repeated the same trick and asked again.

"Yes..." Seth uttered the word with difficulty.

After these few lashes, Seth was breathing more than she was breathing in, but she still managed to stand up, pressing down Colin and kowtowed repeatedly, begging over and over again, "Please, please forgive us!"

At first, Colin still needed her mother to hold her down, but in the end she learned to kneel down spontaneously, and the bangs of her head became louder and louder. The "bang bang bang" sounds made people tremble.

Her voice became weaker and weaker, almost inaudible, but her eyes were filled with endless pleading and despair.

And this is exactly what these Kori soldiers wanted. The more Seth cried and begged, the more these people tortured him.

When Colin raised her head again, her forehead was covered in blood, which flowed from her forehead along the bridge of her nose to her chin and dripped onto the ground.

Kneeling down is for the sake of survival. There is nothing wrong with kowtowing. When there are no weapons, the only thing ordinary people have is their heads.

It may hit the ground one after another, or fall to the ground all at once, or even fall to the ground again after hitting the ground.

After seeing the leader leading a group of people there, watching and having fun as if they were watching a show, Colin knew that he had no intention of letting them go.

Colin only wanted his mother to survive, so even her own life was not that important at this moment.

But before Colin could risk her life to save her mother's, the leader suddenly pulled her up. Colin was carried so low that she couldn't even walk with her back bent. She could only use her hands and feet to crawl along with the others.

Aunt Seth grabbed the leader again. It seemed as if her blood would never stop flowing and her strength seemed endless. Even though her vision was blurred, her hands could still hold back anyone who tried to touch her child.

"You old fool, you're still quite capable of staying alive!" The leader sneered, "Great, you're so capable of staying alive! I want to see if she can still get up after her stomach is ripped open."

The two soldiers responded in unison, smiling broadly as they grabbed Seth's arms.

"If we cut him open, the man will be dead, right?" one of the soldiers joked, with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Another soldier curled his lips into a sly smile and said, "It's the resurrection that makes it interesting. If she really cared about this child, she should have gotten up. Otherwise, she doesn't care, don't you think?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers around him burst into laughter, as if this cruel game brought them great pleasure.

Some villagers felt sorry for the situation, but they did not have the courage to stand up, fearing that they would be the next person to be treated like this.

Suddenly, one of the soldiers who surrounded the villagers asked, "Is that right?"

They want to kill the villagers they live with day and night, and ask them to admit to such a stupid thing. This is a completely beastly act!

But facing the black muzzles of guns, what can they say when they are powerless to resist?

It was just a vague response, and he had to force a flattering smile to match it.

Seeing his mother being supported by them and a sharp knife being pulled out of the leg pocket, about to cut open his mother's abdomen, Colin finally raised his gun to resist.

She whipped a pistol from behind her waist - the very pistol Aemon had given her.

"Don't move! Don't touch my mother!" She screamed at the top of her lungs, tears and the blood from her forehead mixing together and sliding down her cheeks.

The feel of the gun was undoubtedly unfamiliar. Although Eamon had given her the gun a long time ago, Colin had never fired it before. After all, when she got the gun, the villagers were very nervous. She was afraid of being discovered to have a gun, so she never used it.

Aunt Seth forced herself to open her eyes. Every word she uttered seemed to have exhausted all her strength. She said with a weak breath, "Put it down!"

If he doesn't put down the gun, all the suffering he has endured before will be in vain; if he doesn't put down the gun, how can Colin survive? If he doesn't put down the gun, everything will be over.

Colin shook her head firmly. She didn't even dare look at her mother, for fear that her hands would tremble uncontrollably.

She roared at the group of beasts in human skin, "No, I won't let go! If you're brave enough, try and see how many bullets I have in my gun! I can kill all of you!"

Chapter 111, "Loyalty"!

When Colin's words first came out, she seemed to be inspired by an indescribable force. However, after these harsh words landed, she seemed to be frozen by an invisible force.

Her face, originally flushed with anger, instantly lost its color and turned as pale as paper. Her originally sharp eyes also became dazed and out of focus - obviously, she realized that the harsh words she had just said had no effect at all.

She was shocked to realize that the leader did not take her holding the gun seriously at all, as if what she was holding was not a real pistol, but just a branch for children to play with.

As for the harsh words she just uttered, they sounded more like the childish and ridiculous nonsense of a child with no deterrent effect.

The leader didn't continue swinging his knife. Instead, he playfully lifted the chin of the captured Aunt Seth with his whip. "Tell me, should you whip her? You let her play with something as dangerous as a gun. Even if she dies, she deserves it!"

Her voice was low and sinister. She wasn't really asking anyone a question, but rather demanding that they give her the answer she wanted.

Seth kept her eyes downcast. She didn't know what to say to save her daring child. But when the leader slapped her face with the whip again, she chose to continue begging for mercy: "You deserve a beating... You deserve a beating——"

"You truly deserve a beating! More than a beating, you deserve to be killed!" The leader's lips curled up slightly, a sinister smile forming. She leisurely glanced around, scanning the faces of the villagers one by one, finally settling on Colin's.

Her words were filled with threats and arrogance. "You took this gun from ELO, right? Do you know what the crime of collaborating with ELO is? It's punishable by death!"

She pointed to the sky. "The city lord's rule: Anyone with even the slightest connection to ELO will be killed without mercy. It's only natural for us to kill them. But you..."

Her gaze slowly licked every anxious villager like a poisonous snake.

The villagers, who were already frightened and at a loss because Colin suddenly took out a gun, finally came to their senses at this time, and a chill enveloped their whole bodies.

They suddenly realized, as if waking from a dream, that the development of the matter had far exceeded their expectations. Not only had it become a complete calamity, but it had also affected them. Suddenly, everyone became anxious and uneasy.

Finally, in this oppressive, almost suffocating atmosphere, one person could no longer bear it. She stood up suddenly, walked quickly forward, and pleaded desperately with a trembling voice, "It's unfair!"

As she spoke, she suddenly knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and cried out in an increasingly shrill voice, "It's unfair, Master. We are all innocent. None of us has anything to do with those traitors ELO!"

"Are they all innocent?" The leader frowned slightly, the hardness on her face seeming to soften a little, but then she asked knowingly, "Are they all innocent... Then where did this gun come from?"

When that person saw this, his heart instantly tensed up, as if it was being gripped by an invisible hand, making it hard to breathe.

She quickly extended a trembling finger and pointed at Seth and his daughter. Her voice suddenly rose, urgent and resolute, as if she wanted to pour out all the fear and helplessness in her heart. "It's all their fault! They colluded with the ELO organization! The rest of us really don't know anything about this!"

However, the leader's expression did not soften as before. He seemed to be dissatisfied with the lightly-spoken accusation, and his eyes revealed deep dissatisfaction.

Seeing the situation becoming increasingly tense, the person became extremely anxious. In a panic, her eyes suddenly fell on the stone at her feet.

Without hesitation, she bent down to pick up the stone and held it tightly in her hand, as if she were holding a life-saving straw. Then, she suddenly raised her arm and smashed it hard at the bleeding old lady, Seth.

The stone traced a sharp trajectory through the air, smashing towards Mother Seth with a sharp gust of wind. Each time the stone fell, it was accompanied by roars of anger and resentment.

As she smashed the objects, she kept yelling, "It's all your fault! It's all your fault, you traitor! You betrayed all of us! You beast!"

Her voice was filled with despair and resentment, as if Aunt Seth had some deep blood feud with her, but what she really wanted to think about was why didn't Seth and her daughter just accept death? Why did they resist?

Why let these people fall into such an undignified situation that they now need to take action to prove their loyalty?

The harder she smashed, the more a twisted and morbid joy appeared on the leader's face. She also felt the more hope of her own survival was at hand, so she smashed even harder.

A few others also became jealous and joined in, trying to "have a sip of soup while others eat the meat."

Like crazy people, they rushed to offer the flesh and blood of their neighbors, who they had chatted with yesterday, to these old men in exchange for their own interests.

The gun in Colin's hand became extremely heavy at this moment. Her eyes wandered between the leader and the villagers who were committing violence crazily. She stood there in a daze for a while.

She had thought of many possible developments: the leader might let her mother go out of fear of death, or he might shoot his own bullet and die with his mother, dying with dignity.

However, she never imagined that the following plot would be so absurd and bizarre - these most familiar faces would become the executioners who killed her mother.

She stood there, feeling as if she were in a nightmare, not knowing how to deal with it.

Should he turn his guns on these villagers he once knew? Or should he kill the leader and indirectly stop this madness that might not be stopped?

In the end, Colin chose to remain silent. She walked in front of her mother and shielded her from the flying stones.

Colin was of course angry, but every one of her bullets was precious and they were not to be wasted on these opportunistic and extremely stupid villagers.

These guys are just a bunch of fence-sitters who only follow whoever wins. They are not worth her attention at all.

But just when those villagers who threw stones were feeling complacent, thinking that they had completely demonstrated their loyalty and proved through their actions that the title of "ELO's accomplices" had nothing to do with them anymore and that they could rest easy from now on, the leader suddenly pointed his gun at them.

"Bang!" The first gunshot was like a bolt from the blue, shocking the villagers so much that they all squatted down with their heads in their hands, as if this could help them avoid the bullet attack.

Colin gripped the gun tightly in her hand, her heart filled with shock - the leader's target was not her, but the villagers who had just been complacently showing their "loyalty".

"Bang bang bang!" The continuous gunshots were like the call of the god of death, instantly tearing the quiet village apart.

Bullets pierced the air mercilessly, and then blood splattered everywhere like an uncontrolled fountain. The villagers witnessed this sudden bloody scene before they were prepared.

The villagers whose blood was splattered were like fools, standing there in a daze, trembling like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

Screams and cries mixed with the laughter of the Kori soldiers. For a moment, the whole scene was in chaos.

The leader was changing the magazine slowly, skillfully and calmly, while turning his head to look at Colin, who was holding a gun next to him but his hands were still shaking slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"See?" she asked calmly, as if instructing Colin like a teacher, "This is how you should hold a gun."

Colin didn't reply.

The leader didn't seem to mind her silence and continued chatting, "How old are you? Although you're a little young, you've got a good temper. You might be a little timid, but you'll still be able to take on any challenge when the time comes."

Then, the leader sighed, his face full of regret and sorrow, as if he really felt it was a pity.

She said in a deep voice, "If the city lord hadn't ordered us to kill everyone in this village without leaving a single one alive, I would have really wanted to keep you. What a pity..."

"However," she raised her gun, pointing it at the lifeless bodies on the ground, and said coldly, "These bastards are not a pity. They are so shameless, kneeling down at the sight of someone. I guess they did this to lick ELO before, right?"

Colin felt her palms begin to sweat, the wetness making the gun handle slippery and difficult to hold. She gritted her teeth and replied solemnly, "No... ELO never makes us kneel."

"Really?" The leader suddenly interrupted coldly, a mocking smile on his face. "If that's the case, then kneel down and I'll let your mother live, okay?"

Although she used the question, her tone was clearly a statement. She wasn't asking, but informing. Whether she let Aunt Seth go or not, Colin would have to kneel down for her if she wanted to.

"I knelt before," Colin whispered, her eyes filled with hatred. "You didn't let her go. You didn't let my mother go."

The leader curled his lips in disdain and waved his hand casually, as if to shoo away an annoying fly. "Oh, that, the previous one doesn't count."

She glanced at Colin, her eyes full of mockery and cruelty, "Now, kneel down!"

Colin did not move. She had completely seen through the true colors of these people. They would never fulfill any of their words - because in their eyes, a pariah like her was not worthy of a promise.

So she stood there, arms raised, the muzzle of her gun pointed firmly at the leader.

For a long time, Colin did not make any other moves.

The leader felt her dignity was seriously challenged. She spat and cursed, "You bastard, you don't want to drink the toast, but drink the penalty!"

She angrily drew out the sharp blade and placed it across Aunt Seth's abdomen, gesturing - she knew what was most important to Colin.

"You really think I don't dare, do you?" As she shouted angrily, the leader raised his arm high, the blade flashed with cold light, and was about to pierce into Aunt Seth's abdomen.

At this critical moment, Colin's finger finally moved. She used all her strength to press the trigger. There was a loud "bang" and the bullet flew out like lightning.

However, accompanied by the unexpected recoil, Colin's body fell backwards involuntarily as if hit by an invisible force.

In an instant, the bullet's originally straight flight trajectory experienced a slight but fatal deviation, completely deviating from the original route.

Her aim was not very good to begin with, and now, she had no idea where the bullet went.

At this moment, the entire scene seemed to freeze, everyone's heartbeat seemed to be infinitely magnified, and the air was filled with tension and anxiety.

Colin's heart sank suddenly, and her eyes widened, as if she wanted to stare through the cold blade that was about to pierce her mother's abdomen. Once the blade cut through her mother's belly, everything would be irreversible - her mother would really leave her forever!

Just imagining such a scene made Colin feel heartbroken, and despair surged into her heart like a tide, almost drowning her, not to mention that this was really going to happen.

However, just as Colin was about to fall into the abyss of despair, a gunshot pierced the silent air. A bullet shot from behind and accurately pierced the leader's skull.

The leader's mouth opened slightly, as if about to say something, but her eyes dimmed in an instant. Her body collapsed to the ground, sending up a cloud of dust that filled the air. The knife, with a crisp clang, slipped from her palm and fell to the ground.

The leader was tall, and when he fell, his still warm hands fell not far from Colin's feet, which made her feel an inexplicable chill in her heart, as if a cold snake was crawling quietly along her spine.

As soon as the gunshots rang out, all the members of the Kori Army raised their guns into the air like a flock of startled birds. Their eyes were confused and alert, searching everywhere for the source of the bullets.

No one knew from which corner the fatal bullet was fired, and they could only rely on their intuition to point the muzzle of the gun in the direction where the bullet came from.

"Who is it! Come out quickly!" Their voices were fragmented and high-pitched, echoing in the empty air, sounding extremely tense and anxious.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Colin quickly leaned over and carefully lifted up the mother they had thrown to the ground in their panic, trying to make her feel more comfortable.

Imon's nest cleverly hid behind the shadow of the eaves, taking advantage of the blind spots in people's sight to conceal itself tightly.

Except for the brief moment when he inevitably exposed his presence when firing, Colin's troops would not be able to catch any trace of him in a short period of time, and could not even catch a glimpse of his hair.

"Everyone listen up!" His voice was steady and cold, carrying unquestionable authority. "If you don't want to die, leave this village. I'll only say this once: leave!"

Chapter 112: Quick! Retreat!

"It's just as Lord Saitaishi expected..." At this moment, the only woman who was still sitting cross-legged on the ground calmly uttered these words.

Then, she sneered contemptuously, her eyes filled with disdain and disdain. "How did those idiots manage to defeat such a rubbish team?"