blackstone code

Chapter 2217

Listening to the little boss talking about how he found himself bit by bit, some other expressions appeared on the young man's face.

Like smiling, but not like it.

He knew that what the little boss said was true.

The lower society of the Federation is a very strange and complicated society. The gang culture can be said to be full of the bottom of the country, and even the upper and middle classes are not lacking in the shadow of gangs.

It may not come to the public very often, and it is often forgotten by the public - when they are not affected by the gang environment.

But as long as people live in this society, in the Federation, there is no way not to contact gang members!

Yes, this country is like that.

The Brothers Grimm is one of the largest gangs in Bupain, and they control about 30.00% to 30.00% of Bupain's gray and illegal industries.

In addition to the Brothers Grimm and several other large gangs, there is a group of small gangs.

There are many of these small gangs, possibly dozens or even more.

The gang culture of the federal bottom actually comes from "brotherhoods" and "hometown associations." During the great immigration period, many outsiders were unable to integrate into federal society and would conflict with the local bottom of the federation.

Just like the Great Depression and this time of great immigration, the federal bottom requires that when factories hire workers, they must reserve certain jobs for native federal citizens.

Even some federal native workers will bully immigrant workers for some status or pleasure.

This kind of opposition, contradiction, and conflict is universal!
For example, an immigrant restaurant opened on a street, and the business is very good, which destroys the interests of the local restaurant, and they will find a way to deal with this restaurant.

In such an environment full of contradictions, a small number of people want to protect themselves—this does not exactly refer to immigrants, some locals also need to protect themselves, so they can only huddle together for warmth.

As a result, groups with "mutual aid associations" as the main form of expression began to appear, which was also the earliest embryonic form of gangs.

It is as old as the Federation's history, if not longer than the Federation's.

With the development of society, gangs have also moved closer to making profits from "not being bullied". This is also an inevitable trend in the development of capitalist countries, and everything is based on wealth.

It is no longer a passive defensive organization, sometimes very active, but passive has always been there!
In addition to the gangs themselves, the shops they protect or blackmail also become their eyes and ears.

To this day, the gang has become a very important symbol in the federal social culture, and it is the one that cannot be smeared!
Each gang's control over its own neighborhood is much stricter than people imagine, so as long as gang members in the neighborhood see his ID photo, he will definitely not be able to escape.

It's just that he didn't expect that this incident would happen in this way. What he was dealing with was a federal congressman, but it was a federal gangster who was looking for him. This sounds like a huge joke!

If it was the FBI or something, he would feel better, but now, he really couldn't accept it so easily.

Who would have thought that a federal senator would actually collude with gangsters?

Young people don't quite understand the rules of the game in the upper class, and even less clear about the relationship between the upper class.

If he had known earlier that Senator Langdon was the spokesperson for Lynch's political interests, and that the Brothers Green's allegiance was to Lynch, he might not have been so impulsive.

The young man didn't answer any questions, and the little boss was not angry, he just looked at the young man calmly.

"I have met many people your age. They have dreams, pursuits, and fighting spirit."

"In fact, many people's ideals are not as great as the word 'ideal'. Many people just want to have money to spend and be decent enough..."

He shook his head slightly, "Most people die on the road of seeking ideals, trivial ideals."

He took a deep breath, "You are your father's last blood relative. If you die, I believe he won't live long with excessive grief."

"Perhaps your girlfriend will also be shocked by the news of your death, after all you just separated tonight."

"Apart from these two, your friends may regret your death, but they will continue to do what they had to do."

"No more people will stop for you. You and your ideals are worthless in the eyes of most people."

"I don't know who told you to do these things, but there is no doubt that you are just a tool in his hands."

"Since we discovered you, no one has made any moves. You are like an abandoned pawn!"

The little boss lit a cigarette, "We are scarier and stronger than you imagine."

"It's best to resolve differences while you are at least intact and I have patience."

"If you have to wait until I hurt you to think about solving the problem, it may be a bit too late!"

The room returned to calm, only the breathing of a few people remained.

After about six or seven minutes, the young man asked, "If I said..."

The little boss replied with a smile, "If you say so, you can live, your father can live, and you can even make some demands, such as asking for some money, or leaving here."

"You know, for big shots, time is always more important than money."

"As long as you don't overdo it, you can make any request."

After a brief silence, the young man decided to speak out.

It's not that he betrayed his friendship, but that he really can't afford it.

It's a senator and a gangster, and these people don't seem to care about killing people or not.

He himself didn't care, but what about his father?
He licked his lips, "I want... 3 yuan!"

The person who arranged for him to call gave him 2000 yuan, and he now wants more. "Also, we have to get out of here. I'm afraid of retaliation."

The little boss nodded happily, "I will give you [-] yuan, and I will arrange for you to live in other cities later, and your identity information will be changed for you. You don't need to worry about this."

"Even if it's the president, if we don't want him to find you, he won't be able to find you!"

These words are arrogant, but they give the young man a great sense of security, he thought for a while, and sighed, "Some time ago, my former officer in the army called me, and he asked me to do him a small favor .”

"I was friends with... (the deceased) and he asked me not to show up, just watch him and that girl enter the hotel."

"I made a phone call as he had told me to do, then I saw another person enter the hotel and I heard someone call the police and I left."

"I didn't do anything but call, I swear!"

The little boss glanced at the names recorded on the paper by the people around him, and gave the young man a cigarette, "Tell me about your officer..."

The officer mentioned by the young people was already lying on the bed and fell asleep at this time.

After the officer left the army, he also opened a security company using his former officer status.

There are about [-] to [-] employees under him, and most of them are subordinates in the former army.

The main job of his company is to receive some leftover orders from the Ministry of Defense.

In fact, there are many orders of this kind, and they will last for a long time, such as delivering a batch of goods to a certain area with a vehicle.

This batch of goods may not be too much, and the price is not too expensive, but considering safety, the Ministry of Defense will arrange people to escort them.

Directly mobilizing active-duty soldiers from the military region to escort them requires a lot of troublesome procedures, and it costs a lot of money.

On the contrary, by handing over these tasks to private companies, not only can you save some money, but there are not so many annoying approval procedures.

In addition, doing so will also be of great help to some companies opened by veterans, maintaining some human relationships, and such small jobs are outsourced.

Big companies look down on them, but small companies can eat well. In the second half of last year, the net profit in five months was about 3 yuan, which is much more comfortable than going to work.

Some time ago, someone contacted him, hoping that he could do something for him.

The person who contacted him was a former comrade-in-arms, and now he has started his own company. He was hinted that there will be rewards for doing this well, but there will be punishments for failing to do so.

He thought about it for a long time, and in order not to affect the order from the Ministry of Defense, he agreed, and he thought that this was a small matter.

Call a former subordinate and arrange a task. Isn't this what you often do in the army?

Afterwards, he did receive a big order. If it can be completed, he can eat two years of profits in one go!

If it wasn't for the cold muzzle that woke him up from his dream, maybe this dream could last for a while.

The guy standing at the head of the bed held a gun against his head with one hand, and made a silent gesture to him with the other——

"Shh!"

The next morning, Lynch already knew the result, he hesitated for a moment, then picked up the phone and called Peleus.

The phone was picked up quickly, and Peleus' voice was calm, just like his posture, "It's me."

Very indirect dialogue, which also reflects his strong self-confidence.

Lynch doesn't have much expression, but his voice can give people the feeling that he is laughing, which is amazing!

"Pelius, it's me, Lynch, are you free tonight?"

There was a blank period of about seven or eight seconds on the other side of the receiver, and then a voice came, "Yes, but not much."

"There is a newly opened restaurant, the taste is good, I invite you to dinner."

After a few more seconds, Peleus replied, "Time, place..."

After hanging up the phone, Lynch looked at the phone and curled his lips. In the end, the clue was only traced to a retired officer, and Lynch made people stop chasing him.

If nothing else, it should have been done by Peleus.

The only person in the military that Lynch might not be able to deal with with him is Peleus.

Because of that letter that didn't really exist!
(End of this chapter)