Chapter 104

It was evening when bud jumped out of the wagon in his old fur coat.

During the day, he and several employees went to deliver the goods, missed the time to pay, and only then did he return to the brewery.

A leader of the distillery gave him his part of the money, explained why it was less than before, and then asked someone to take the carriage in and prepare to close.

Bud was a bit confused. Why did the nissos always turn back, but there were few people in the distillery, and he didn't know who to complain to.

"Have you seen Gretel?" He asked a familiar employee.

"No, it's like I didn't see the money after I paid in the afternoon." The hired hand recalled, said casually, then shook the dust on his clothes, ready to go back.

Bud asked two more people. They said they didn't know, because they didn't know each other well, so bud had to give up.

He estimated that with Gretel's character, he would be very angry.

Forget it, it's late. Let's talk about it tomorrow. With this idea, he is ready to go back to rest first. After all, he is very tired after running all day.

"It's disgusting. I didn't expect those guys to stand with the nissos family."

Just now the employee and bud were on their way. When they were on the way, he began to talk about what happened today.

Bud also thought that those people might have taken money from the nissos family, but as long as they didn't get caught on the spot, what could they do? They didn't have to work in the winery for a living.

Without a clue, bud could only continue to walk in the dark street, where the workshops and warehouses of Hopland gather. There were no tourists, and there were no lights on the roadside. He could only hear the lively music from afar.

Somehow, he walked more and more slowly, and finally stopped.

I'm a little worried about Gretel, because this friend's character is just like that. He can't tolerate sand and is more idealistic.

Let's go and have a look. It's not far anyway.

He turned and went to another intersection.

In the deep alley, it was very dark. There was still a little water on the road. Fortunately, there was a stone floor on the ground, so it was not easy to step down. It was all mud.

These rough stone slabs effectively prevent the mud, because the trade associations are more concerned about the appearance of the city, and they don't want to see mud rolling around the city, which is not only dirty, but also troublesome to clean.

Bud walked quietly in the alley. He was familiar with the road, but there was no obstacle.

Turn around this alley to where Gretel lives. It's not far from the winery.

Dim light came in outside the dark alley, and several people were talking outside.

"Don't you dig very hard? Why are you honest now?"

A familiar and disgusting voice came into bud's ear, followed by a dull thud and a hoarse wail.

He carefully went to the corner of the alley and poked his head out in the shadow.

Under the dim light, the door of Gretel's hut was opened, and seven or eight people were surrounded in the open space outside the door. It was quiet all around.

One of them was kneeling on the ground, his hair pulled up, his body covered with blood and stains. If it wasn't for the familiar clothes, bud couldn't even recognize Gretel.

At this time, Gretel was no longer as handsome as he used to be. His face was covered with blood, snot, mud and saliva, and his feet were even unnaturally twisted. If it wasn't for the slight fluctuation of his chest, no one would think he was still alive.

"You used to be very proud when you asked for money for that ugly man. Why didn't you think that you would have today."

Among the men standing, the leader was Manda, the man who robbed bud of his money.

Some of them had sticks in their hands, others had broken wine bottles with blood on them.

Bud was about to rush out when one of the middle-aged men spoke.

"If you want me to tell you, Gretel, you just don't know what to do. You can do it once, and you want to do it again."

"You don't have to look at your weight. Well, Lord Fenton is angry. You don't have to come to the distillery in the future. Don't you always say that the nissos family is bad? That's what you want

"You..." what the bloody Gretel wanted to say, but his throat was full of blood and he couldn't speak.

The middle-aged man in the light was one of the leaders of the previous strike with Gretel, as well as a few nearby.

Seeing this amazing scene, Bard knew that Gretel had been betrayed. His heart began to sink. He wanted to roar but could not make a sound.

Yes, he didn't dare. All the people around Gretel betrayed him. How could he beat those strong men alone.

Fear spread in his mind. The scenes of being bullied and beaten in the past reappeared in his mind. The sounds of ridicule and sarcasm in his memory seemed to ring in his ears again. His legs trembled and his body slowly slid down against the wall.

What to do! What to do! What to do! What to do! What to do! What to do! What to do! What to do! What to do!

With his fingers tightly clasping the mud between the stones, he felt anxious and his brain was in chaos.

[if one day you feel too bad to hold on, you can imagine that you are a stone without feelings, which will make you feel better

I don't know why, this sentence was suddenly recalled by him.

Because of his ugly appearance, bud was not seldom looked down upon, and few people showed special kindness to him from childhood to adulthood.

What impressed him deeply was that apart from his good friend, Gretel, the girl who helped him out at the restaurant at that time.

In fact, he was very grateful for the girl's help, but he didn't know how to speak. It seemed that he took people away and left only such a sentence.

His lack of knowledge left him no choice. He tried to imagine himself as a cold stone, without emotion, fear, shame or fear.

Slowly, slowly, the brain finally calms down.

How can we get Gretel out?

No, I can't. Looking for someone? It's hard to find it in a short time. Besides, other people may not dare to stand up.

Thinking seems to be stuck. No, I have to change direction.

Just separate Gretel from them.

He turned back to the alley, ran away carefully, made no sound, left a distance, and began to run with all his strength.

The wind at night whistling in the ear, chest sharp ups and downs, he gasped, toward the familiar direction.

Turning two streets and alleys, he rushed back to the brewery and kicked open the closed door. The old iron lock suddenly cracked and pulled off a small wooden frame.

No matter the surprised dumb employee on duty, he rushed over, picked up the desk lamp, and looked around.

The oil pot in the last corner appeared in his view.

Holding the oil pot in his arms, he was ready to rush into the workshop, where there were many empty wine barrels and wooden structures.

"What are you doing, bud“ The hired man on duty tried to stop him.

"Go away! Or I'll kill you! " Bud's face was grim and he roared, which shocked the hired man.

After he went in, he spilled the oil on the wine bucket and sundries, then turned on the lantern and ignited it with a candle.

Bang——

The flame began to spread, and he felt that it was not burning fast. He grabbed the gauze used to filter beside him and threw it up. Then he pulled the cloth to spread the flame to the whole workshop.

This is the dry season in autumn. The fire is expanding very fast.

With the scorching and suffocating heat wave coming, the employees on duty did not dare to come forward, they could only shout, alerting the others around.

Bud watched the flames rise and shine the night sky. Then he put down the cloth and ran away.

The strong smoke rose with the fire, and the choking smell spread in the air. People who were shocked by the shouting began to look here. If the fire really started, it would be worse not only for this winery, but also for several nearby workshops.

This area is mostly owned by the nissos family. They immediately sent people to wake up the employees living nearby, and a few people rode to report to the master for help.

As bud ran back, several people who tortured Gretel also saw the light of the fire, and the sound of fighting the fire began to come not far away.

Seeing a lot of people appear in the alley, Manda and they dare not continue to beat Gretel openly.

"What to do, boss? It's not easy“ One of the younger brothers asked that there were more and more people around.

"Drag him into the house."