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Chapter 555 The Death of Bant

Because Bant was the one with the strongest desire for revenge, the others didn't think too much. They told him to be careful and rested in peace.

Bant left the farmhouse with a heavy heart and looked for the so-called "kind-hearted farmer" nearby.

For the sake of safety, the place they chose was several miles away from the nearest village, which was Bant's preferred target.

When he arrived at the village, Bant found that he had no idea where to start because the target was too broad.

Just looking at the villagers who all looked a little unhealthy, he felt increasingly uneasy.

After walking around for a while, I found nothing. Unless I searched every room, I wouldn't be able to find anything. What's more, the food brought back by my companions may not be from this village, but may be from other places nearby.

But Bant doesn't have that much time. His companions in the Goat Party will suspect him if he goes back too late.

So Bant came up with an idea. He went to a village farther away from the farmhouse where his companions were hiding, and then knocked on the door of a house.

"Who is it? Ah, you?"

A farmer opened the door and quickly tried to close the door when he saw Bant, who was all injured.

Bant held it up with his hand and begged: "Don't close it for now. Can you give me some food? I'm really hungry. Please, I'm from the Goat Party."

After the farmer heard the words "goat party", his reaction became even greater: "No, go quickly, I don't have anything to eat for you!"

"We are good people."

"Get out! I don't want to care about you goat gang!" The farmer blocked the door with his body, took something from the side with one hand, and threw it at Bant through the crack in the door.

Bant retracted his hand and the door slammed shut.

Bant frowned and went to find another family nearby. He also asked for food, saying that he was a goat ganger.

"I don't have any extra food at home!"

"Asshole, I'm about to starve to death."

"I really want to help you, but really, I have almost run out of money to buy food recently."

I tested several families in a row, but almost none of them gave Bant a good look, and the ones with the best attitude were unwilling to give even a grain of food.

Bant felt like there was a lump in his throat and infinite sadness in his heart.

After returning to the farmhouse where they were hiding, everyone's emotions had basically recovered and they were still able to joke around and curse the damn Taxis.

Bant was in a state of disbelief. Someone noticed something was wrong with him and asked him what was wrong.

Bant was silent for a while, then walked up to the person who had brought the food back, held his shoulders with both hands, and said in a deep voice: "Cato, where did you get all that food?"

Realizing that everyone was looking at him, Cato's face paused slightly, but returned to normal in the blink of an eye, and said with a smile: "It was given by people nearby. In the past few days, the news about our assassination of Taxis has spread, and everyone has heard about it.

We in the Goat Party all respect the name so much.”

"Then why couldn't I get food when I went out just now?"

"Maybe the people you met were not very friendly?" Cato tried to make a joke to clear up the matter: "Maybe it's because you are not as handsome as me, hahaha."

Others also laughed in order to lighten the atmosphere.

"Don't be kidding!" Bant suddenly yelled, holding Cato's shoulders tightly with both hands: "I asked you where did the food come from?!!"

Cato was yelled at, feeling guilty and a little angry at the same time, he threw Bant's hand away: "I made it very clear, what does it have to do with me if you don't believe me?"

The others saw that something was not right, and came up to grab Bant, trying to persuade him to calm down, but Bant threw him away.

His eyes were red, and he pointed with one hand outside the farmhouse, asking: "I asked several families nearby, but no one was willing to give even a little bit of food. They themselves were almost out of food, so how could they give us food?

There are more than twenty of us, who can give us so much food?"

Cato remained silent, his lips moved, but he couldn't think of a good reason.

But the people present were not fools. Seeing him like this, they already understood what happened.

"Cato, tell us, where does your food come from? You don't..."

When others began to question him, Cato's face gradually turned ugly: "Don't worry, I didn't hurt anyone. I took the food secretly and no one noticed."

After receiving the confirmation, Bant could no longer control himself and rushed forward to grab Cato again, roaring: "Now if you take away people's food, they will probably die!"

Cato was being pressed for questioning, and at this time he became annoyed and pushed Bant away: "At least they haven't eaten yet. If we don't eat, we will die immediately! Do you still want to take revenge?"

Cato pointed at Bant: "Don't you eat those food? If you don't eat, how can you find the strength to argue with me like this!"

Then he pointed at others: "And you, you are all blaming me now. What was it like when we fled here? Those who wanted to die wanted to die, and those who gave up wanted to give up. The Goat Party will be disbanded soon! I won't eat it.

When we come back, how many of the twenty or so of us will be sitting here? When we take revenge, as long as I am not dead, I will personally apologize to those people. Whenever one of them dies, I will pay for their lives.

Ok?"

The others looked at each other, and someone else stood up: "Count me in. I ate those things today. When I take revenge, I will pay with my life in the future."

The rest also responded one after another. After all, people who joined the Goat Party to assassinate Taxis were not afraid of death, but they were afraid that they would die meaninglessly if they could not avenge themselves.

Cato's reasons successfully convinced them.

Everyone looked at Bant at the end, and even Cato extended a hand to him: "I know what I did, but I just want revenge. Don't worry, I will do what I say, and I will let others deal with me when the time comes."

Bant faced the hand he extended, but did not take it. He shook his head blankly: "No, my wife will not forgive me."

Someone advised him: "Your wife also hopes you can take revenge."

Bant just kept shaking his head: "She doesn't want revenge, she just wants to live a normal life. The people we killed are just like her..."

Seeing him mumbling like this, the others felt something was wrong and shook him: "Bant, wake up!"

Bant was shaken like this, as if he suddenly came back to his senses and looked at the person who shook him.

The other party asked with concern: "Bant, are you okay?"

Bant suddenly took away the short knife that the other party was carrying, and amid everyone's horrified expressions, he plunged it into his chest.

"Let me... be the first to atone for our crimes..."

After saying that, he died and fell to the ground.

...

After listening to Desai explain the process of Bant's death, Ren was speechless for a long time.

Bant's family of three, their son died, Bant committed suicide, and his wife went crazy.

The impact of the incident is not just what is visible on the surface, it is the flesh and blood that is festering and festering under the burned skin.

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