Want freedom?
Yes! Of course they do!
Although the prison could eat and sleep well, they had no freedom after all, and human beings always yearn for freedom.
Although the 20 reform-through-labor prisoners feel happy here, they still think that they will be happier outside the prison. They looked carefully from side to side, fearing that as soon as they showed that they wanted to leave, they would be rushed by the prison guards to the ceiling fan, but after a few closer glances, they found that the prison guard had no intention of stopping them from leaving.
The first reform-through-labor prisoner took bold steps and walked excitedly in the direction of the prison gate. The nineteen others hurriedly caught up, and the party walked out with the montum of a long snake, and every step they took was heroic.
They are the first batch of reform-through-labor prisoners in the world, and they are also the first batch of reform-through-labor prisoners in the world who have completed their sentences. They are no different from the first people who ate crabs.
Step by step, step by step, to the prison gate.
The guards stood by the door, and to Robb, they looked like guards of honor, each of whom seed to welco them.
But to these reform-through-labor prisoners, they are like the guards of hell, each of whom looks ferocious and is here to stop them.
They are afraid that as soon as they get to the door, these prison guards will rush up and capture them.
Robb smiled and waved. "get out of the way, why are you standing by the door and scaring them?"
The guards imdiately bowed to Robb and spread out on both sides.
The twenty reform-through-labor prisoners beca daring. They quickened their pace, looking only at the front and the gate, and looking at nothing else. Freedom is just around the corner! Even if are going to be stopped by the prison guards, you have to try to rush out!
With an indomitable solemnity, they rushed out of the gate.
No one ca to stop them.
Standing outside the prison door, breathing the air of freedom, twenty people burst into tears and looked back at the prison gate behind them. A large group of prison guards were waving to them.
Robb's wheelchair rocked and followed from behind. He waved to them and said with a smile, "Bon voyage, take care!"
Will will you really allow us to leave like this?
"Or what?" Robb said with a smile, "You still want to rely on to eat?"
"Oh! Hooray!"
The twenty people cheered desperately for a long ti, and then cald down.
They looked at each other, and then one of them whispered, "what are your plans? Do you want to go back to the desert or stay and live here? ""
A soldier weighed the twenty silver coins in his hand, looked at the nearby green water, and the patches of fruit trees nearby, clenched his teeth and said, "I'm not going back. As you know, I'm a Mamluk knight. Dont you know my position when I return?"
The nineteen others went silent on the spot!
The word Mamluk sounds magnificent, but in fact, it really ans "slave" in the language of the desert kingdom.
In other words, all the Mamluk were slaves, who were not afraid of death in war, and made the enemy frightened. But as soon as they returned ho, they were the dogs of the nobles, and they could not even control their own life and death in their own hands. They had to fight for their lives.
Which noble is so unscrupulous?
Yes, the noble nad Motra!
The soldier kept the twenty silver coins in his hand and whispered, "you see, in Westwind Town, I have been recognized by Godfather that I can live as a civilian. I can also have the first private property of my life. I have twenty silver coins. But either way, Ill stay here and live here, even if I have to sleep in the grass by the side of the road every night. If I return to the desert kingdom, I will still be a lowly slave, and the money will not belong to and will have to be given to my master. Tut-tut, my stupid master is still in prison. My father, return a ghost."
After he had said this, another eight more prisoners ca forward and said, "Yes, we feel the sa way! We are also Mamluk, and we are not even people when we go back, but if we stay here, as long as we are willing to work, there is no reason why we cannot live freely.
Only eleven people were left feeling tangled.
One of the machete warriors sighed, "I'm not like you. I'm not a slave. I'm a recruited soldier. I have to go back to my hotown! I have a mother, wife and children, and they are still waiting for . I can't stay here, or my family will be worried and burst into tears all day."
As soon as he said this, another seven more people were on their side, "Yes, we have to go back, too. Our family is still waiting for us."
All of a sudden, two distinct camps were ford, only three people were still hesitant, not knowing whether to go ho or stay.
Because these 20 people were "released in the sa group", they actually have a feeling of sympathy for each other and are a little reluctant to part with each other, but now they are forced to choose two different paths of life, and suffer, just like a group of good friends who just graduated from university. The feeling of breaking up after graduation.
Just then, Robb suddenly ca in from the side and said with a smile, "are you thinking about going back because your family wants you to go back, or do you simply feel that living here is not as good as living in the desert?"
"Because of our family, of course." The n whispered, "if we had no family ties, who would want to go back to the place where the sand blows all day?"
"Don't you love your native land?" asked Robb.
"Love!" Several people said in unison, "but there is no need to stick to it."
Robb smiled. "Hahaha, interesting. In that case, why don't you take your family over?"
Huh? They were surprised, Is that alright?
"Of course." Robb said, "I have already granted you the right to be civilians in Westwind Town. Since you are now recognized civilians of Westwind Town, it is of course reasonable for you to bring your families to Westwind Town to live."
The eight people who were going back were overjoyed. There was nothing to worry about anymore.
The four people who are still hesitating to go back or stay are now sure that they plan to go back to their hotown first and have a look. If they feel uncomfortable there, theyll take their whole family and imdiately move to Westwind Town.
Afterward, the twenty people hugged each other, high-fived and agreed to see each other tomorrow.
Suofa stood behind Robb, holding Robb's wheelchair, her eyes locked on her fellow countryn, watching them cheering, and couldn't help thinking, "Robb, this guy is really going to let them go. That is to say, if I behave well, will I be free in three years? Aah! That would be great.
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