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Chapter 59 In the face of threats

The moment he sensed the malice, Goethe confirmed the identity of his stalker.

He was an accomplice of the man who suddenly jumped out of the alley.

After all, this was Poirot Marple's first visit to Hersettins.

There are no enemies.

As for coveting Mr. Marple's wealth?

It's even more nonsense.

Although Goethe allowed himself to be generous, this generosity was within a certain limit and would not be noticed.

Therefore, besides the man's accomplice, Goethe could not think of anyone else.

And later, Goethe's guess was confirmed.

In Goethe's field of vision, the man who had just been taken away by the police appeared not far away. The man thought he was very hidden, but in Goethe's eyes, it was extremely clear.

After seeing the man, Goethe did not hesitate anymore. He raised his hand and patted the carriage.

The carriage stopped immediately.

"Kay?"

Goethe called to his manservant.

"Master, what are your orders?"

The footman sitting next to the coachman immediately caught Goethe's shout and responded immediately.

"I need you to go to the largest local newspaper as quickly as possible and inform them that a shooting has occurred here."

Goethe said slowly.

Shooting?

Kai was stunned, but as a male servant, Kai would naturally not question his master.

"Okay, Master!"

"I'll do it right away!"

After Kai finished speaking, he jumped off the carriage and ran in one direction.

Goethe got off the carriage at this time.

"Stay in the car and don't get out."

Goethe said to the maid.

"well."

The nervous maid nodded repeatedly, a little unaware of what happened, but the coachman walked up to Goethe at this time.

"Boss, leave it to me."

"They should be trying to regain face and ask for some compensation."

The coachman obviously realized that something was wrong, and it was obviously not the first time that the other party encountered a similar thing, and he handled it with ease.

Goethe waved his hand.

He has his own plans.

He roughly understood the 'wealth column'.

He also made some guesses about the 'fame column'.

There is a good opportunity in front of you.

In this day and age, nothing is easier to gain fame than appearing in newspapers!

According to the original plan, Goethe planned to use his identity as a writer to "gain fame" by publishing in newspapers.

But doing that would not be as effective as it is now.

Which one is more topical, a mediocre writer or a writer involved in a shooting?

The answer is self-evident.

So, he walked straight towards the stalker.

The driver was stunned for a moment, and then immediately followed.

As a coachman, although he does not have the responsibility of a bodyguard, within the scope of his ability, he hopes that his employer will be safe, otherwise, he will no longer be the best coachman of "Simok Car Dealer".

When the stalker saw that he had been discovered, he did not panic at all. Instead, he walked out in a swaggering manner.

At the same time, four people walked out from the side, including the man from before.

A total of five people stared at Goethe with malicious faces.

"Redneck!"

"You didn't expect us to meet so soon, did you?"

The man whom Goethe had pointed at gunpoint shouted at Goethe.

Although Goethe was well-dressed and had a handsome face, while the other party was in shabby clothes and had a hateful face, when he opened his mouth, the other party had the pride of a native of Hessettins.

Of course, what's more important is that we have more people on our side, which brings extraordinary courage to the other side.

"I bailed my brother out and it cost me 100 yuan!"

"Now, I need you to share some of this!"

"No problem?"

The tallest and strongest one among the five looked at Goethe with his arms crossed. After confirming that Goethe was a fair, frail young man who looked exactly like a young master, disdain and more greed appeared in his eyes.

"Right!"

"He was also frightened!"

"Need an additional 100 yuan in mental compensation!"

The other party started to raise the price from the ground.

Following these words, the remaining four people took out their daggers in unison and surrounded Goethe. Especially the man from before shook the dagger in his hand, as if he was going to stab Goethe the next moment.

The coachman raised his whip and shouted——

"Get out of here..."

Bang!

Suddenly, a gunshot sounded, causing the coachman's shouting to stop abruptly.

The driver looked in surprise at Goethe who took out his revolver and fired.

Then, he looked at the leading man who was lying on the ground with blood pouring from the gunshot in his eyebrow, and he froze on the spot.

The leader who fell to the ground had a look of horror and disbelief on his face.

Goethe had a gun, and the other party knew it.

However, the other party did not believe that a young young man who looked weak would dare to shoot.

Most of it is just to scare people.

The other party had a similar experience.

As long as you are serious about it, those young men will be scared to tears, even pee their pants, and then they will have whatever they want.

Therefore, the leader did not believe that Goethe could shoot, nor did his four subordinates.

Especially the man who wanted to kidnap Goethe and escape at the entrance of the alley, he regretted how he was frightened by a young master at that time.

Therefore, as soon as he came out, he encouraged his boss to stand up for him.

But he never expected that Goethe actually fired.

The situation in front of me is completely different from what I imagined!

The other party was stunned.

Goethe would not be stunned.

His fingers pulled the trigger repeatedly.

Bang, bang bang!

The four men holding daggers were all shot and fell to the ground.

Moreover, at close range, every shot of Goethe hit the vital point.

In an instant, all five attackers lost their ability to resist.

At this time, the driver's whip fell.

However, it was long gone, and the crisp sound of a powerful whipping was all that was left, hanging down softly.

The coachman looked at Goethe with wide eyes, as if he was meeting Goethe for the first time.

It was obvious that the coachman was a little frightened.

He never expected that his employer would be so decisive and...

Cruel!

That’s right!

Just ruthless!

Once you take action, you will show no mercy!

"I thought you were bragging when you said you had traveled through large areas of no-man's land before, but now it seems that your experience is far richer than what you said!"

The driver smiled bitterly.

"I'm just afraid of trouble."

Goethe answered this.

So, just directly deal with the person who caused trouble for you?

The coachman thought silently in his heart.

Then, the coachman began to think about whether he should give up the title of the best coachman of "Simok Motor Company".

He always felt that the employer in front of him was too dangerous.

If one of them is bad, he will die.

But, in the end, I couldn't bear it.

The difference between the wages of the best coachmen and the wages of ordinary coachmen is more than double.

He has to support his family!

Thinking of this, the coachman stood quietly beside Goethe.

But Goethe looked towards the street.

A group of black uniforms came running quickly.

One of them is still an acquaintance.

The police appeared faster than expected, which made Goethe frown secretly, and he had a bad guess.

The policeman who arrested the man who had long since turned into a corpse at his feet.

After the other party saw the five corpses on the ground, they immediately ordered everyone to point their guns at Goethe.

"I'm the victim!"

After Goethe glanced at the policemen who were raising their guns at him, he emphasized to the leading policeman whom he had met once.

The other party pointed at the five corpses on the ground with a cold face.

"victim?"

"Victims should not stand!"

The other party sneered.

"certainly!"

"They blackmailed me and took out weapons, so I fought back!"

"Shouldn't I fight back?"

Goethe spread his hands.

Immediately, Goethe saw the anger flashing in the other person's eyes.

As if his authority had been challenged, the other party roared.

"I told you, in Hesetins, you need a certificate of possession for a revolver!"

"I have!"

"Just got it done!"

Goethe took out his gun certificate, looked at the other party with a smile, then pointed around and continued: "Moreover, I have at least ten witnesses who prove that I was forced to shoot."

"Yeah?"

"What can they prove?"

"It's up to me to prove it!"

With a cold face, the other party approached Goethe and spoke word by word in a voice that only two people could hear.

threaten!

A naked threat!

Goethe looked at the other party with a slightly cold smile.

If Goethe just didn't have a good impression of the other party at the beginning, at this time, he was quite disgusted - as the policeman who arrested the previous man, it was impossible for the other party not to know what would happen after releasing the man, but the other party

Still doing it, this is something that even Swart would not do.

Swart always does things with a grain of salt.

And the other party?

Not only did it not happen, but it was even more aggressive.

Maybe the other person is used to this kind of thing.

Just like the current threat.

However, Goethe would not let such a threat happen.

He answered in the same low voice.

“The way you handled it was a real eye-opener for me!”

"Believe me!"

"You'll become famous in no time for the way you handle it!"

After speaking, Goethe looked to one side.

There, his valet was returning with reporters.

The other party also saw it.

"Is this how you handle it?"

"So naive!"

"Wait, this is just the beginning, I will make you sleep and eat uneasily in the days to come until you get out of Hesettins..."

"Redneck!"

The other party sneered, lengthened his tone, and the sarcasm in his eyes became more intense.

"Of course not!"

The other party's words immediately made Goethe completely give up recreating the Lust scene.

Just as he guessed, the other party did it on purpose!

Moreover, the other party plans to continue!

In that case...

Goethe suddenly lowered his head, pursed his lips and smiled, shaking his palm, and the dagger hidden in his sleeve fell into his hand.

But Goethe did not stab the opponent. Instead, he put the dagger into the opponent's hand. When the opponent did not react, he took the opponent's hand and stabbed himself in the abdomen.

puff!


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