Author: Yan Youwu

Chapter 111 Punishment

"I see you take good care of yourself. Do you have any secrets?"

As soon as this sentence came out, Senator Nero's expression seemed a little stiff, and he immediately smiled:

"Perhaps it is God's blessing and attention to daily life, so my body is particularly healthy."

"God will not casually favor a person who is almost 60 years old as if he is 20 years old."

"hehe."

Councilor Nero laughed dryly and asked: "So? What does this have to do with the St. Will Magic Association?"

"The smell of blood in the yard is a bit strong."

"Tonight I entertained some friends from the western part of the Union. You know, that group of people always likes to eat roast beef and mutton."

"A true nobleman would never do such a thing in his own manor."

"Haha, in front of you, we are nothing more than lucky nouveau riche."

"Do you know why I don't want to pay attention to you guys?"

Leon stopped walking around in circles and looked at Nero,

"Because you are always too high-sounding."

He stretched out his hand,

the next moment,

Congressman Nero's whole figure seemed to be grasped by a big invisible hand, and he was suddenly lifted up, flew over the desk, and hit the floor with a "bang".

"Stop! I'm a member of the House of Representatives and you can't treat a gentleman like that."

"There is a difference between a gentleman and a beast."

Leon stood up, patted the non-existent dust on his clothes, took a step forward with his right foot, and then twisted it on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Senator Nero's fair skin suddenly turned red, as if a thousand pounds of weight were pressing on his chest.

"You and I have always supported and loved Nofinx."

"Norfinx doesn't care about that."

Leon turned his head and said to Dante: "You can continue."

Captain, you are so handsome every time at this time. Dante admired silently, walked to Councilor Nero on the floor, squatted down, and spoke gently:

"You see, our captain's patience is very limited, so you'd better stop talking nonsense.

Do you understand?"

Congressman Nero was lying on the ground, his expression frightened and angry. As a highly praised businessman in the province of Landis, this was the first time that he had been treated so roughly.

But he couldn't afford to offend the person in front of him.

The next second, Councilor Nero thought of what happened not long ago tonight, and emotions surged in his heart. The strong endurance he had developed over the years made him choose to endure it temporarily.

"I'm not used to this."

Dante shrugged: "I know, after all, you are used to being aloof in Nolan, or the entire province of Landis."

"I have always been close to the people." Senator Nero denied.

"The word "people-friendly" is often not fair enough. It seems that as long as you do this, you will become a person worthy of praise.

Dante lowered his head and looked directly into Senator Nero's eyes:

"Why do you think you are no longer a citizen?"

"I am a member of the House of Representatives! I have contributed most of my strength to the construction of the entire Landis Province!"

"No, the person who contributes is not you, but the workers in your factory, the coal miners in the mines, the farmers in the fields, and the laborers at the freight dock.

Congressman Nero, I admit that you are very rich, very rich. In the entire province of Landis, there are probably not many people who are richer than you.

You have many industries under your name, and there are too many people who need to rely on you to make a living. You can affect the operation of this city and even the entire province.

These are determined by the wealth and status you control, which makes you seem to have some illusion that everything should be like this, and many people even default to this way.

Therefore, in order to rejuvenate yourself, you can choose to cooperate with cultists and let them arbitrarily deprive the lives of children from poor families in the name of charity to satisfy your inner desires and needs."

As Dante spoke, he took out a report from his briefcase. It was the result of the Special Investigation Bureau's investigation against Nero Albert, which was just released tonight.

"I was originally confused. The ceremony clearly only requires pregnant women who are about to give birth, but the tour group recruits a large number of children between the ages of 7 and 12. What is the purpose of this?

Until I saw this report, until I walked into your seemingly luxurious but disgusting manor, I finally knew the answer."

Dante tore out the report page by page, rolled it into a ball, faced Senator Nero's frightened gaze, grabbed the other person's chin with his left hand, and slowly but firmly stuffed the report into the other person's mouth one by one.

In the mouth.

"Every word on this is a stain on the white paper. They are innocent lives that you have killed one by one. Take your time."

"Woo! Woo."

"Congressman Nero, I don't need you to admit or deny it, because although the blood in your yard has been wiped away, the smell is still lingering in the air.

Just like your skin and appearance, no matter how young you look now, your whole person smells rotten, disgusting, and rotten from the inside out."

Dante stood up and said in a cold tone, "It's like garbage in the sewer."

Having said this, he looked at Leon and said with a smile:

"Captain, what I have to do has been done."

"Very good, I like it very much."

Leon had a smile on his face, seeming to appreciate what Dante had just done.

Then, he added: "But it's not enough."

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes became extraordinarily deep,

"Anything that is not in line with order should be sanctioned."

Senator Nero's vision began to blur. He lay on the floor, his whole body twitching wildly, the paper ball in his mouth was stuck in his throat, and he let out a painful gasping sound. There were veins on his arms, and he looked like he was suffering

Huge torture.

Visibly to the naked eye, Senator Nero's skin quickly changed from white and tender to dry. Starting from the top of his head, large areas of smooth skin turned into rough wrinkles, just like an ugly tree bark, and even made a slight "swishing" movement.

Dante stood there, watching the rich man on the ground change little by little.

The other members of the Special Bureau stood alone, indifferent to the scene before them.

Because they know that this is just the first stop.

Finally, when Senator Nero returned to his old state, Lyon stopped.

"Now, tell me that person's address."

"His name is Billy. He lives in my factory. There is an underground safe house there."

Senator Nero gasped. He wanted to touch his face, but he didn't dare to do so, so he had to close his eyes tightly, as if doing so would make everything that happened just a nightmare.

Ava nodded beside her, and the "psychologist" could tell whether what the other person said was true or false.

"It seems that the so-called rich are nothing more than this."

Joseph hugged his shoulders and made a disdainful sound next to him.

He came from a poor family, and he had personally experienced the oppression of wealthy people more than once, so when he saw the report, he was particularly angry, but he just endured it and did not get angry.

"If that's the case, then you have no value."

Leon spoke leisurely and waved his hand casually.

The next second, Senator Nero's expression suddenly changed. He wanted to scream, but was stuck by a ball of paper in his throat, which made him turn red.

For a brief moment, his body violently twitched and then stopped.

He is dead.

A very complete death.

Like, those children who died because of him.

Dante walked to the desk and took the book the other person was reading in his hand.

His fingers brushed against the delicate book cover, and he couldn't help but let out a sneer.

Then, he threw the book on Senator Nero's chest.

The picture on the cover shows a child kneeling on the roadside begging, his eyes full of despair.

The black words are like the subtitles of a silent film, cold and dead.

"Misery"
Chapter completed!