Chapter 250: We are all the same weak

Chapter 250 We are all the same weak
Nikita knew Anton's time for a few days, but perhaps because he had experienced danger together, and now he is the same person of the same boat - or, Anton gives him a feeling of being able to pour.
Who knows?
Maybe he just has something hidden in his heart, just want to say it - at such a time, when such a thing is exactly the same as twelve years ago.
"Oleg has always been a very strong person. He has to say that he is really the darling of God. He is smart, he is strong, and he has the most beautiful love of Kamala... Hey." Nikita When I said this, I smiled and said: "In fact, like many people, I am secretly jealous of the most beautiful Kamala and Oleg. But I am a little different from other people, I also sincerely wish They are two."
Anton outside the door... Anton Lear was rarely able to hear about Mother Kamala from Oleg’s mouth. At this time he was exceptionally quiet.
Quiet is like sleeping in bed before listening to the story of a loved one and slowly falling asleep.
"Mom... Why do Miss Camara like Mr. Oleg?" Anton asked softly.
Nikita thought for a moment: "Probably his innate sense of justice. Believe me, Oleg at the time, really a guy who can make everyone jealous. Once? We The neighbors were harassed by several villains. Just as we were discussing how to avoid the disaster, Oleg had already smashed the villains... The village was taken care of by Oleg, now I want to It’s really an infinite number...just, this incredible number is a joke.

"why?"

When everyone who has been helped by you, at the end, turns to deal with you, will you feel proud of how many people you have helped?
Nikita is almost as mean as the cold. The voice said: "Those who used to say thank you in front of you with a smile, in the end is to say sorry to you, and then hurt you without hesitation... Hey, dear Anton, please Believe me, it must be the most disgusting and sad thing you can imagine. But it is also the most helpless situation."
Anton Lear frowned. He couldn't really understand these words from Nikita. He could only ask: "What happened?"
Nikita replied: "Our village is basically a mine for a living... know? In that mine, the unfairness and bad things happen far beyond yours. Imagine the crush from the upper level and the dispute between the miners. Over the years, these have formed a stable and balanced situation – what the outside world looks like, and grew up there when you were young. For us, we don’t know. The only thing we know is that in this village, in this mine, whoever’s fist is big, who is the truth, is the ruler.

Nikita shook his head and sighed: "Oleg is a person born with a strong sense of justice. He resisted this decaying soul-like lifestyle, and he instinctively hated the forces in the mining area. He gave birth to the idea of ​​protecting everyone. He even thought that as long as everyone is united, no one can bully us at will - so he acts."
"In the beginning, because Oleg has always been helping, and his prestige in people's hearts, he is really anxious to many people who are willing to resist. We resist unreasonable overtime, we ask for more vacations, we demand improvement Meal, even, we started to strike. At the end, Oleg even severely injured several black foremen."
Nikita took a glimpse of the words: "At that time, I thought that in the past few decades, the village has won the most promising time. And Oleg is also considered a hero by us - but he has not become inflated, But it is more defensive to guard this hard-won hope. Just..."
Nikita’s voice suddenly became sad:
Oleg has forgotten one thing, that is, not everyone can be like him, the owner’s strong body and courage, and the most important sense of justice. Do you know? The darkness of the mining area has never been dispelled, it just hides. Yes, like a viper, cautiously crouching in the darkness that the light can't see, waiting for an opportunity to move."
"Who was it at the beginning? Anyway, I forgot. I only remember that during the day, when we were ready to go to work, a miner was found in his home, and his left hand had been smashed. When we found him, his left hand actually had no blood... because his left hand was very burnt and sealed all the bleeding. The palm he was cut off was still on the edge of the wall. As for the wall, I wrote a few words in the blood of the palm: no resistance."
Nikita smiled bitterly: "The revenge of those people came too fast, and even made us unable to react. Do you know? We have different places with them - they are villains, they are really right, like evil spirits. The same villain that can do anything! Every day, we can hear that one night in the village was harassed, and another house was arbitrarily arson, and perhaps who was hit on the road. Severe bruises."
Nikita sighed: "No, it really won't work. No matter how Oleg persuaded everyone, there is no way to stop the spread of this fear. Even if we still have some people who have been insisting, but until one day……"
"Those people say that as long as Oleg is handed over, as long as everyone regains their former life, they can not be ruined. They even promised that if they give up Oleg, who will lead the trouble, they will improve it." Work - otherwise, it will be intensified."
"Ah!" Anton made a low cry. He suddenly felt that his hands and feet were a little cold: "That, then later..."
"Sorry, we don't want to, there are old people and children in my family to take care of."
"I'm sorry... they said, as long as you can surrender, you will let us go."
"I'm sorry... Oleg, please, how are you? All along, you have helped us this way. This time, please ask us to help us this time. They said, you can get rid of my gambling debt, otherwise ... I can only die."
"Sorry, Oleg, I am really sorry... just, we just have no way."
"We...we never asked you to do this, do so much. This...this is just your own self-satisfaction!"
Nikita sneered and said: "That was the most apology I have ever heard since I was a child. I even know that they themselves understand what they are doing! Oleg is a banner of hope, then they are cutting it by hand. Drop it! When they did this by hand, they said that they are willing to continue to suffer from bullying. But they have to do it. Who is not selfish? Who is not willing to protect their family? Those guys, It’s too clear about our weaknesses!

"They... too much!" Anton bit his teeth.
Nikita did not say this question, but quickly said: "Oleg was completely irritated. He rushed out under the encirclement of many villagers, and one person killed the place. When he came out All we saw was his blood-stained body...just when he looked at the villagers still holding various mineral tools to block him, the heart of his anger was probably dead."
Nikita opened the door and walked out with his pants. "Oleg went with Kamala after that day. I didn't think it was interesting. I went out with Oleg and went to live elsewhere. Is it a quiet life for a few years? Oleg and Kamala also have children."
"But Kamala is still dead." Nikita took a deep breath: "It seems to be dead in a car accident, but in fact, she is dead in revenge. Although we left the village, But the people of that year have never intended to let us go."
Shaking his head, Nikita washed his face and sighed: "Since Camara has died, Oleg has become more decadent - he has to do this because he is afraid, afraid I don’t know that day, I will be implicated in him and Kalam’s only child. It’s like the villagers who once said sorry to him and dealt with him personally.

Nikita said with a hint of hatred: "Those people, after killing Kamala, did not continue to work on Oleg - I understand their thoughts! They want to let Oleg live in this life. In the midst of pain, he can no longer afford the idea of ​​rebellion. It is too easy to kill a person, and killing one's heart... is the best revenge."
He looked back at Anton sitting on the ground, but he was curious, but did not ask anything, and he sighed: "Andong, remember, no matter how powerful you are, the strength of one person is only one person after all. Power, one's justice is, after all, just a person's justice, they are too weak and helpless. This helplessness and weakness can make a man as brave as a lion, willing to become a disease for his own children. Cats, for bullying, just choose to accept it."
"This is what I know, about Oleg's story." Nikita suddenly smiled, like self-deprecating: "Probably, is also the story of many people? We are all the same weak, so only We can choose to be indifferent. We hope that the emergence of heroes, but will destroy the heroes by ourselves. We are imagining to become heroes, to be willing to hate, to kill decisively, to be decisive, to be able to do... but never to think about bearing the sorrow of heroes.

(End of this chapter)