blackstone code

Chapter 2324

When the handset of the phone was put back on the landline, the woman turned to look at Johnson.

She bit the bullet and said, "Michael was captured by Lynch, he wants you to talk to Lynch, don't hurt him."

The first he is little Michael, and the second he is Michael himself.

In fact, what little Michael has never been clear about is that it was not Johnson who advocated sending him away.

He always thought it was Johnson, so in order not to embarrass his mother, after he was sent to his grandmother, he almost never took the initiative to contact his mother, let alone visit her.

He was afraid that Johnson would not be good enough to his mother because of this. At this age, he had experienced anger, hatred and the like, and in the end he only wanted her to live well.

And it was not Johnson who really advocated sending him away, but his mother.

For a woman, if she and the child of her "ex-husband" are still in front of her, it will keep her in a state of embarrassment, annoyance, and shame.

She has no way to enjoy the good life brought about by "betrayal" with peace of mind, while pretending to be an excellent mother in front of her children.

If she can't do this, then it's better to send him away directly.

She doesn't know what it means to see out of sight, she only knows that doing so can make her feel better.

At least when moaning at night, he doesn't need to consider whether he will be heard by little Michael, causing his mental state to change.

For Johnson, it doesn't matter whether he has Michael Jr., because Michael is not his opponent, let alone his son?

There was a flash of joy in Johnson's eyes at this time, but he still nodded and agreed, "I will communicate with Lynch, he will be fine."

The woman pursed her lips, left the living room and went to the bathroom.

It's getting late, it's time to rest.

Michael was woken up early the next morning.

He arrived in Bupain after ten o'clock in the evening, but Lynch couldn't meet him because of something, so he had to wait until the next day.

This is a very luxurious villa with a huge garden, green lawn, a huge swimming pool, tennis court and half a basketball court.

It's fucking winter now, and the turf needs to be replaced almost once a month. For such a large area, it costs at least 2 to [-] yuan to replace this expensive turf.

This amount of money is difficult for ordinary people, including the middle class, to cope with.

But to Lynch, it wasn't a thing at all.

Armed bodyguards standing in corners or inconspicuous places told Michael that the defense here was not simple.

Although the confines of the villa are Lynch's private domain, he is not subject to federal law for "displaying" weapons in his own house.

But everyone does not recommend doing this, and the police will continue to come to the door if someone has a weapon at home.

There is a very famous case in the Federation. An old man in his 60s played with his shotgun at home all day.

His neighbors were terrified when they saw it and called the police.

The old man's temper is not very good, and he doesn't think he has any fault.

I'm playing with a legally licensed weapon in my own fucking house, why should I put it back in the box and "safely keep it"?
With a red neck, he quarreled with the police at the door, because he had a gun in his hand, so the two police officers also took out their weapons.

After the old man made a seemingly dangerous move, which the police thought was a "loading" action, the two beat the old man into a honeycomb.

The judge's judgment also tends to support the actions of the police, so in the Federation, even if you are playing with legal weapons at home, try not to affect the neighbors.

In case the police come, the best way is to lie on the ground at the door with your hands up, indicating that you are not in any danger.

In order to live, it's no shame!
But here, just Michael saw five people holding rifles. Obviously, Lynch's power status was very high, so high that he could not abide by the established rules in society to a certain extent.

After crossing the lawn and arriving at the villa, Noel let him stand at the door of the living room, and then walked in first.

Michael heard some voices, and then Noel said "Follow me" and led him into the restaurant.

It is a large open restaurant, and Lynch has a lot of food in front of him.

Toast slices, fried eggs, boiled eggs, fried sausages, fried beef cubes, vegetable salad, milk, water, juice...

Very rich!
"Have you eaten this morning?" Lynch took a bite of an egg-sized meal bun, revealing some of the stuffing inside.

"No." Noel replied, "We've been here together, and we haven't eaten yet."

Lynch glanced at the little maid and motioned him to prepare other tableware, "Let's eat some together."

"And Michael, sit here."

Michael hesitated for a moment. He didn't know why Lynch wanted to see him, but in any case, even if he died, he hoped that he could fill his stomach before he died.

Having such a mentality made him very chic, and he sat next to Nuo Er without any worries, eating and drinking.

I have to say that although Lynch's breakfast is a "simple meal", it is still better than any other food he has eaten!

The quality of beef is very good. Although the price of hundreds of dollars a pound of beef is not the highest, the quality has basically exceeded 90.00% of beef.

Coupled with the fact that the little maid's cooking skills are becoming more and more proficient, the beef cubes retain the crispy sides on both sides and have a soft, glutinous and plump taste after being cut.

With a light bite, the gravy and liquefied fat will ooze out, very delicious!

"Get him some more, life in there will be difficult."

Noel laughed when he heard it, and Lynch laughed too.

In fact, they have all been in prison, but Noel didn't enter for a long time and came out soon.

Lynch, on the other hand, was in another world.

Boiled Chinese cabbage is really unforgettable!
Seeing Michael keep stuffing it into his mouth, Lynch also felt his appetite increased.

Man, that's shit.

When he is not fighting or grabbing, it is enough for him to eat casually, but someone eats so fiercely, his appetite has improved a lot, and he ate a little more.

After breakfast, Lynch sat down with them in the living room.

"Michael, I have encountered some crises in the past ten years, but basically I have passed them safely."

"Very decent kind!"

Lynch puts some emphasis on the word "decent."

"They called me 'Amazing Lynch' or 'The Miracle Worker' because I always won and never lost or got cornered."

"I also believe that I will always win no matter who my opponent is!"

A strong self-confidence emanated from Lynch. Michael looked at Lynch, and in a trance, there was some overlap with the young man 12 years ago.

But not real.

In his opinion, Lynch at this time is not the same person as he was 12 years ago, but they are indeed the same person.

He didn't speak, just lowered his head slightly.

Lynch raised his hand to do something, but quickly put it down again.

"I am very satisfied with my current life, ability, wealth, and power."

"I feel like I'm one of the one percent."

"However, there are also some situations that make me not so satisfied. For example, I sometimes hold grudges."

Michael's scalp was slightly numb, and he pursed his lips tightly, still remaining silent.

Lynch glanced at Noel, "You don't know, he almost cornered me and gave me a punch, which made me have stomach cramps and almost vomited."

"That was the most embarrassing time for me. In front of many people, I didn't even have the ability to resist, so I could only acquiesce."

"This is actually a very typical case of brutal law enforcement. There is no evidence, no witnesses, and direct and brutal methods are used to try to make me unable to bear the pressure and take the initiative to say something that I have not done."

"This incivility is allowed, and that's the most shameful part of justice."

"It allows law enforcement officers to go beyond the rules and regulations to a certain extent."

"And what's more interesting is that this kind of brutal law enforcement tends to happen to those who are vulnerable, not to people who really need to taste the fist."

"Like high society ladies and gentlemen!"

Lynch looked at Michael, "That punch was so heavy that I couldn't even eat at night."

"As I said just now, I am a vengeful person. I have been waiting for a chance to take revenge."

"Thank you for getting out of prison alive, Michael, so I have no regrets."

"At the same time, I'm curious about a question, do you still dare to hit me?"

Both Lynch and Noel were watching him, and it put a lot of pressure on him.

He licked his lips, the food he ate just now was greasy, and the milk didn't quench his thirst very well.

"...Mr. Lynch, stop joking, how dare I do anything to you?", he could only say such humble words to express his innocence.

Lynch looked at him with a smile that was very annoying to him, "You used honorifics, Michael."

"You were not like that in the alley that day."

"You threatened me with the most vicious words. You didn't use honorifics at that time. What changed your attitude towards me?"

"money?"

"Still right?"

"Or something else?"

Michael lowered his head and thought for a while, but he didn't look up, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lynch, these are all my fault..."

"It's not the answer I want." Lynch pouted, "Beat him."

Noel, who was sitting next to him, punched Michael in the face in the next second, not even a second.

The punch was fast and hard, and it made Michael's mind buzz, and his body crooked and fell on the sofa.

Lynch lit a cigarette, crossed his legs, and watched Michael dare not fight back, holding his head in his hands, and was beaten by Noel, with a happy smile on his face.

He also pointed at Michael with two fingers holding a cigarette, "I'll spit out as much as he ate just now!"

(End of this chapter)