blackstone code

Chapter 1450 The Gate of Eternal Life
"You can take whatever you want, but please don't hurt us!"

After a while, Mr. Geruno, who had recovered, stood up. He had seen many big scenes, and he was old enough.

At his age, sometimes he is not so afraid of many things that other people are afraid of.

He has experienced the life he should enjoy and the sins he should have suffered. It is very difficult for him to be afraid of anything in this world.

He stood at the forefront of the family members.

At this time, the boat was parked on the sea, staggering, and compared to Mr. Geruno's calmness, the others seemed a little flustered.

He didn't reveal the identity of the other party, until now, he still treats the other party as a pirate.

He knew very well that if he shouted out the identity of the other party, there was no doubt that no one on this boat would be able to survive!
The guy in the lead looks a little fat... of course he's also quite strong, which is actually a hard-to-describe body type.

If you want to say that he is fat, he doesn't look that obese. His bare wrists and neck are full of muscles and strength.

But if you want to say that he is strong, his stomach is protruding again. Obviously, this is caused by sitting in the office for too long.

He looked at Mr. Geruno, and after turning his eyes around the old man, he turned to other people.

"Mr. Geruno, you actually don't need to use these words to find any balance. Mr. Lynch couldn't come here in person, so he entrusted me as his representative to convey a word to you."

Mr. Geruno's expression was already very ugly, his face was so dark that it was unreasonable, and the others also reacted at this time.

These people are not pirates, but... people from the safety of Blackstone!
From the perspective of ordinary people, it must be a reassuring thing to meet people who are safe from Blackstone when they are in trouble.

But at this time, meeting people who are safe from the Black Stone will only make people fall into endless fear!

Among the group of people standing in the middle, there are still people talking in low voices. They don't think that the Duncan family has offended Lynch or Blackstone Capital. It makes no sense for them to attack the ship at this time!
But the fact has already happened, and the other party's unabashed attitude has already explained a lot.

Mr. Geruno nodded slightly, "I'm listening..."

The fat and strong guy in the lead smiled slightly, "Mr. Lynch asked me to tell you that justice will never compromise with evil."

"What you have to face is what you once imposed on this world!"

"Please don't say something meaningless and embarrassing at the last moment. It's no one's fault, you owe this world!"

Listening to what the fat and strong leader said, a scorn appeared on the corner of Mr. Geruno's mouth, "Are these Lynch's original words?"

"A demon similar to me, who seeks profit, is said to describe himself as the incarnation of justice, which is so fucking ridiculous!"

His voice became louder and louder, "In Nagalil, he killed as many people as I did. His policies, those moves, even Akumari and several turmoils, the people who died Count in thousands."

"He regards himself as the embodiment of justice!"

"If he can really represent justice, then this 'justice' is so fucking ridiculous!"

After finishing these words in one breath, Mr. Geruno coughed loudly, his face flushed, and a severe angina began to break out.

He collapsed directly into the arms of his relatives. At this time, no one knew what happened to him, and some relatives wanted to beg these people to find a doctor for Mr. Geruno.

Seeing Mr. Geruno, who was gradually in shock and even lost consciousness, on the verge of death, the fat and strong guy sighed.

Then he took off his gloves and took out his pistol...

Corpses were thrown into the sea one after another. The crimes committed by these people were enough to send them all to the gallows.

The sergeant who was holding the side of the boat and smoking suddenly turned his head, and his confidant walked over with a complicated expression.

The two of them just like this, blowing the sea breeze.

After a while, the sergeant asked, "Do you think..." It was too cruel, but he didn't say the word.

There are actually very few people on this ship who can resist. In the bullet storm of the plane, almost all the people alive on the deck died.

Those in the cabin are all ordinary people, and most of them are gathered on the deck.

When everyone shoots together, these people who have no ability to resist seem to be harvested by an invisible sickle, and they fall down in pieces in an instant!

Killing the enemy is a kind of glory for the soldiers, but killing some ordinary people will increase everyone's psychological burden.

The young officer was silent for a while, then nodded, "I don't think... there is any need to kill them all."

The sergeant sighed, "And then?"

Without waiting for the young officer to answer, he answered himself, "Then those who are left continue to enjoy the wealth obtained by slave trade and other illegal means, and hate the company?"

"No, this is not what we need. We have read those files before coming here. Even if these people die again, it is not enough to wash away their sins!"

"Mr. Lynch once told me that sometimes we can do what justice can't do."

"As long as we do, we suffer pain and stress that we don't deserve."

He turned his head and glanced at another corpse that was thrown down, and said as if reminding him, "This is what we have to bear..."

Three hours later, the Duncan family was cleaned up. After the collection they took away was transferred to another freighter, their ship was scuttled directly.

These days, how is it possible to sail on the sea without taking a little risk?

Occasional storm capsizes are normal and not surprising.

Besides, maybe the ship didn't sink, but this group of people hid themselves?
Isn't this impossible?
Three days later, Mr. Truman got the news--news of a shipwreck.

It is said that there was an extremely violent storm in a certain sea area, and the ships sailing in this sea area at that time sent out a call for help.

Whether it sank or went elsewhere, no one knows.

It is impossible for people to know everything, and since man is not God, he cannot be omniscient, which is normal.

Mr. Truman is very satisfied with the ending of the Duncan family. In his opinion, bad guys who have done so many terrible things should not escape the punishment of law or justice!

At the same time, he is also very pleased with Lynch's strong sense of justice. At least so far, he and Lynch's three views are very compatible, with a high degree of overlap, and there is no conflict.

Lynch, on the other hand, was appreciating the wealth accumulated over the years.

Sometimes wealth is not a string of numbers in a bank account, but a painting hanging in a room.

It may not be very big, but it is worth a lot of money.

Hundreds of thousands, millions, or even tens of millions are possible!

Lynch was playing with a very interesting thing, a kind of thing that seemed to be spliced ​​out of various bones...well, something like a ceremonial scepter.

This thing is also a collection of the Duncan family, but now it is in his hands.

It was placed with other very valuable collections, and Lynch didn't know much about it. Even if he asked some historians, they couldn't make any sense about this thing.

There was no data for reference, and they were properly visited, which made Lynch think of the previous conversation with Mr. Wardrick.

In fact, for the members of the Holy Harmony Society, the third level is the beginning!
He was thinking about these things when the knock on the door pulled him back from his thoughts, "Come in!"

The door opened, and Mr. Wardrick was two gentlemen in their 40s whom Lynch had never met.

They all have third-level badges of the Eye of Reality on their chests, and they are all senior members of the Holy Harmony Society.

After Lynch said that he had something that might be a sacrificial offering or ritual vessel in his hand, Mr. Wardrick immediately became interested.

After he inquired about the appearance in detail, he chatted with the immortal person, and then the immortal person proposed the idea of ​​visiting.

Mr Wardrick, also a member of Eternal Life.

In fact, at their level, in addition to the benefits that are so big that they can all be tempted, the only thing that attracts them most of the time may be health problems.

And death and immortality obviously also belong to the large scope of health.

Countless rich and powerful people all over the world fund the Immortal Organization to find the secret of eternal life, and they are unwilling to let go of any clues!
After exchanging simple greetings, the three sat down, and Lynch also put the strange thing in his hand on a piece of red velvet, inviting the other party to identify it carefully.

"Excuse me!", the older one put on the gloves first, and then picked up this... hand bone scepter?
He stuck a small magnifying glass in his eye socket, and watched carefully.

After a while, his expression changed slightly, and he also made a somewhat unexpected request.

"Mr. Lynch, I have a very presumptuous and rude request. I don't know if you can tolerate my presumptuousness."

Speaking very politely, Lynch nodded slightly, motioning for him to speak out, "There is a thick layer of dirt on the outside of this utensil. I want to use a knife to scrape it at an inconspicuous place. I don't know if it is possible."

Lynch thought for a while, if this thing is really valuable, then it will become a stepping stone for him to enter eternal life.

For Eternal Life, anyone who wants to enter is not able to enter. The richest and most powerful people in the world have gathered here. If there is no chance or coincidence, other people have no qualifications to enter at all!

If it is true, then nature will also end up gifting the Immortal Organization as a token of joining this organization.

If it's of little value, it's broken if it's broken.

Not to mention, scrape it in an inconspicuous place.

Lynch stretched out his hand and made a gesture of letting go, "I'm also curious, you can give it a try!"

(End of this chapter)