Red Devils, Almeria. Spanish.
The screams of several men who were being sentenced for almost an hour in the execution room did not actually stop the executioners who were carrying out their duties, the heartless men continued to swing the whips in their hands at the bodies of five men who were lying on a square table. long.
"I'm sorry, sir."
"Forgive us, sir."
Martin narrowed his eyes. "Human cunning, after being caught red-handed hoping for pity."
Massimo smiled faintly at Martin's words. "This is the art, Martin. At some point humans will become inferior to animals and I love to see them crawl under my feet again."
"But people like this must be destroyed, sir. They are like parasites that will continue to spread if not removed," Martin said again, seeing the traitors who were receiving their punishment made his chest churn.
