"Uncle Peigu, our family's problems are already quite big. If we kill each other at this time, then... history will repeat itself, and I don't know how many years it will decline." Lolita looked at the blue sky outside the window and the continent below, with a distant look and said softly, "I'm trying to stop these things from happening."

The middle-aged man named Peigu said: "Decline is inevitable. Our Weiting family originated from Saxony and once created a glorious Weiting dynasty. But now, who else can remember the Weiting dynasty? Even the history textbooks of middle school students will not have these things! They will only remember Caesar and Alexander!"

Lolita smiled softly: "Uncle Peigu, you don't have to be so excited. Those middle school students will not remember Atlantis either. However, after so many years, the descendants of Caesar and Alexander have been destroyed in the long river of time, but our Weting family and Atlantis still exist and will continue."

However, Lolita's beautiful smile also had a hint of melancholy.

Continuing it...is not impossible, but it may cost a lot.

Lolita was mentally prepared for this, but she was a young girl after all. Although she was extremely wise, she had nothing to do with the word "ruthless".

"But, Lolita, have you noticed that in the past two years, there have been more and more similar things in the family. There are many restless people here, just like the explosion that happened in your manor, I have always suspected..." Admiration shook his head, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

He has an outstanding temperament, wearing a black suit, and his brown hair is obviously carefully cared for, meticulous and greasy. Those who don’t know will think that he is an executive of a certain bank.

"Uncle Peigu, I have never given up on investigating this matter, and it should be almost revealed." Lolita said softly, looking out the window, her eyes became distant again.

"I have always suspected that this is done by our family insiders, which is a bit too arrogant." Peigu sighed with a little regret: "The main reason for this situation is that there are too many descendants of Weiting like Rexibeka!"

"Uncle, I will have a good talk with Rexibeca." Lolita said, obviously she had a related plan in her mind.

"Lolita, but you must also understand deep down that some people have become completely bad, and they may no longer be called human beings. Just like throwing garbage in life, some so-called family members also need to be treated with a 'severance' mentality."

"They have become a cancer of the family, and talking about it will not solve the problem, Lolita, what you need to pick up is a scalpel, not a phony tube."

Lolita nodded softly: "Don't worry, Uncle Peigu, I will handle this matter well."

As she said that, she picked up the on-board phone and dialed Rexibeca's number.

In fact, both sides are cousins, and some things do not require life and death. Lolita believes that as long as you have enough sincerity, you will definitely be able to find relevant solutions.

Of course, Lolita will definitely make preparations in other aspects.

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At this time, Rexibeca was sitting on a convertible off-road vehicle. He was wearing sunglasses and looking at the smoke from the distance, saying, "It's very exciting. I like this scene."

The secretary next to him held a telescope: "These villagers have not received any military training at all. It is as easy for the mercenaries of the blizzard to deal with them as if they were cutting melons and vegetables."

About two hundred villagers launched an attack on the mine. They all had weapons in their hands. Of course, they all seemed to be some high-quality imitations of Mi-style equipment... The performance of the gun was not good, and coupled with the completely inefficient shè technique, such an attack would not cause any trouble to the mine's defense.

The mercenaries were like practicing moving targets, and they effortlessly defeated a large area.

This is a moth to the fire, and it is also a unilateral massacre.

The black workers in the mine could only hear the gunshots, but could not see the bloody scenes.

The heavy labor has gradually become numb, and the consciousness of resistance has gradually disappeared from their minds. The people who fell from the mine are still lying on the ground in various postures and can no longer get up.

"We can't continue like this anymore!" said a younger black worker while the guards were attracted by the people outside the mine.

"Wake up, even if we can't do this, what else can we do? Stop dreaming, we will never leave here in our lives." Another black man didn't look back. Neither the gunshot nor the corpse would cause any fluctuations on his face... Obviously he was completely numb.

However, dozens of black workers also showed resentment on their faces. They were really unwilling to continue like this. Now, the villagers outside are launching an attack on the diamond mine, and it is time for them to do something.

"We want to resist!" A young black man looked at the bodies of his companions before, shouted, and then threw the guard beside him to the ground and grabbed his neck tightly.

At this time, a black worker next to him took out a pistol from the guard's waist and directly shot the other party's head!

Before this, the guard left several blood marks on their bodies with a whip. Now the feng shui is changing, and it is finally his turn to die!

Seeing this, several other black men also threw down the guards around them and snatched their pistols!

The guarding power in the mine is already relatively weak. Although the number of black workers on weekdays is dozens of times that of theirs, most of them have no intention of resisting and are afraid of the guard's whips and pistols.

Everyone's heart is full of blood. Even if it seems numb on the surface, they will be completely ignited at some point.

The black worker who was unmoved just now saw this scene, and a trace of fluctuations finally appeared on his face.

He felt that his life might change from now on.

A guard was raising his gun and hitting the crowd. He knew that there was a riot of this level and that no one was innocent. Maybe all the workers here would be shot and killed by the people of the Luojia Crown Group afterwards.

If this group of workers die, they will buy more people from other "population agency companies" in Africa.

Whether to choose to resist or continue to be numb is obvious, there is no need to hesitate or negotiate... for life.

So the black worker went around in a big circle, threw the guard down from behind, grabbed the gun that fell to the ground, and pressed it on his forehead!

In this case, even those who have never learned to hit the shove before will never miss it.

Bang!

A gunshot.

A stream of blood spurted from the guard's forehead, splattering on the black worker's face.

The hot blood sprayed on his face, but the black worker felt that he had found a long-lost feeling of "living"!

He wants to live, he wants to resist, he wants to defeat all the things that oppress them!

So he turned around, raised his pistol, and fired at a guard on the mine!

This time he was definitely full of luck. He was hit by him after being so far away.

Seeing the guard's body falling from the edge of the mine, hitting heavily on the ground, stirring up a piece of smoke and dust, the black worker suddenly felt that it would be worth it if he died like this!

"Kill them!" He shot the sky and then shouted loudly.

Originally, there were extremely large numbers of black workers, and at this time, more than a dozen weapons were in hand, and the guards could not stop them at all!

After firing a few shots, some guards found that there were too many black workers and they could not defend at all, so they simply turned around and ran away!

However, they often get caught up by workers before they can get to death!

In a few minutes, there were no guards under the mine!

At this time, Rexibeka and the mercenaries were dealing with the villagers who came to attack. After killing more than 100 people, they suddenly discovered that many villagers appeared from the previous direction!

This time, the accuracy of these villagers' shè strikes has been significantly improved a lot, and several mercenaries were beaten to death on the spot when they were careless.

"Does these idiots feel good to be bitten to death by ants?" Rexibeca said sarcastically, "Look, under the protection of the Loga Crown Group, the Blizzard Mercenary Group has lived in peace for too long!"

However, at this time, Rexibeca did not discover that these so-called "villages" were all well-equipped. They used not high-quality imitation guns that could fry eggs after firing a few shots, but the active equipment of the US Army!

After the two sides were in a stalemate for a while, Rexibeka suddenly realized that his side had shown signs of being suppressed!

"Those bastards are definitely not ordinary villagers! They are disguised by mercenaries!" Rexibeca finally realized something was wrong!

The tactical literacy and combat awareness of the "village" opposite are definitely not under the Blizzard Mercenary Group!

At this time, a large number of black workers suddenly rushed out of the mine, with at least twenty guns in their hands!

Even those who had no weapons rushed towards the guards with wooden sticks or iron rods!

Rexibeka and his men were attacked from both sides! The situation became extremely dangerous for a moment!

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"This is my meeting gift to Rexibeca."
Chapter completed!