blackstone code

Chapter 833 Barbaric
Looking at his younger brother, Mike could actually understand his feelings.

When love comes, it's like being hit on the head with a hammer, and the whole person is out of control.

But more often, love is just lying to yourself.

It is precisely because of understanding that he must extinguish this kind of love born of hormones and impulses.

"You don't love her, you just like that young body, and she doesn't like you either, she just likes the little pocket money you gave her after fucking her."

What a cruel word, Mike's younger brother's expression changed a little.

His face became full of anger. He felt that this was the truest love in his life, and it might be the last love in his life.

In fact, he is not usually so stupid, but he just doesn't know what magic power that girl has, which makes him become more and more stupid.

Or girls always have all sorts of magic to make boys and guys believe everything they say.

Mike looked at his younger brother, he was fighting himself with silence, Mike shook his head, "I have nothing against you going to that girl, but you have to go during the day, at night, now, you can't go out."

"I can't let you go out even though I know it's dangerous outside. If you really like her, go find her tomorrow and have a chat with her."

Mike decided to send his younger brother back to the Federation after all the men returned, or go to the nearby international port. He might cause trouble here.

Now some similar things are happening all over the world. Some men who work in various places easily hook up with those girls, and then some relationships happen naturally.

Then those girls tied up those men for reasons such as pregnancy, so many interesting farces occurred.

I usually find it interesting when I watch these news, but when it happens to me, it is not so interesting.

Just when Mike's younger brother was resisting this, someone knocked on the door suddenly.

The two brothers stopped their confrontation at the same time, and looked towards the closed shop door.

Mike's hand reached under the pillow, and there was a pistol in it, "We've closed the door."

After about a few seconds, Mike thought that the people outside had already left, but unexpectedly, a girl's voice came, "It's me...I want to see..."

She said Mike's brother's name, and her voice seemed to tremble a little, but the two brothers had just experienced a quarrel that wasn't a quarrel, and neither of them noticed these small details.

"...Is that you?" Mike's brother called the girl's name and walked to the door. His facial features and expressions became vivid in an instant.

He couldn't wait to see the girl's face!

Seeing the rapidly changing expression on his younger brother's face, Mike was stunned for a moment.

Just like when he saw his younger brother secretly kissing the girl, he was expecting, shy, and uneasy.

But when he looked again, he had become so "old".

He knew that his younger brother could not be regarded as a happy person, because there was no vigorous love between him and his wife.

That is, under the introduction of people we know, we watched a few movies together, slept for a while, and then got married.

There aren't any violent outbursts, no lingering love stories, just utter desperation for life and resignation to fate.

For a moment, his heart softened.

His younger brother looked at Mike with a smile on his face and pleadingly, just like when he was 16 years old, the girl came to the backyard of their house and disturbed the two people who were resting on the second floor with small stones.

That's how he looked at Mike and asked him if he could go out or bring his girlfriend in.

He didn't hear what his brother said clearly, but he knew what he said.

After a short silence, he nodded, "Okay, I'll sleep in the attic..."

Mike's younger brother ran to the door excitedly and pulled out the steel latches one by one.

It was past six o'clock at this time, and the sky was completely dark in winter time, and there were no pedestrians outside.

Seeing that the door was about to open, Mike suddenly said, "You shouldn't tell her our address, she might come to pester you all the time, you have to think about your wife and children in the Federation."

The younger brother who had already pulled out the last latch and unlocked the door suddenly froze. He looked at his older brother, a little aggrieved.

"I didn't tell her where we lived..."

It's like when they were 14 years old, their father lost a dollar. He thought it was taken by the two children. Mike just insisted that it had nothing to do with him, while his younger brother looked aggrieved, like This is now.

The next moment, suddenly a huge force came from outside the door, and the younger brother standing behind the door was hit and staggered. Before he had time to react, he might be thinking "Why is my lover so strong?"

A gun was stretched out.

There was a bang, and my brother's head was like a pumpkin that fell from their family's tree house when they were 12 years old. The bright red flesh and whitish seeds inside burst out of the crack.

Mike's mind went blank. He subconsciously wanted to go downstairs to get a pistol, but it was too late.

A girl with injuries all over her body and almost naked was thrown in by a group of people who immediately found Mike in the attic.

Less than 30 seconds later, several consecutive shots fired, and everything here returned to calm.

For several days at a time, Mike's shop was closed, which seemed a little strange to some gold diggers, but only a little.

Sometimes they do not open the door for a few days, either returning to the federation to buy goods, or having a big business.

Fortunately, Mike is not the only federal person doing business here, they can also buy what they want from other places.

Gun oil, shoe polish, pomade, Commonwealth cigarettes, negative film, magnesium rods, and the like.

All kinds of goods, of course there are some "valuable" goods, such as some exquisite glassware, these things can be exchanged for a lot of things in Scotland, and some things that the federal people use to enjoy, all have good sales here .

Four days later, several relatives of Mike returned from the international port. When they walked on the road, they felt a little worried about leaving the two brothers behind.

Others continue to return home while they return to take care of this side.

Along the way, these people talked and laughed until they entered the shop and saw a strange local man sitting behind the bars.

The smiles froze on their faces, and before they had time to ask any questions, several people blocked the door, blocking them inside.

After a brief noise, a tall, thin local man slammed the door of the shop shut with a loud bang.

More than half an hour later, the store reopened. The ground seemed to have been cleaned, and there was still some strange smell.

In the middle of the night, a group of locals dragged a few heavy bags and threw them to the place where they hid their things last time. They left them there casually, and the wild dogs and cats would clean up these traces for them.

What they didn't expect was that not long after they left, several federal people dressed as gold diggers ran over quickly.

They took out the daggers they carried with them, opened the bags, and inside were the few federal citizens who came back from the international port today...

A week later, in the Commonwealth, the enthusiasm about the rights of overseas businessmen is fading.

The parade that should be demonstrated has passed, and the fried chicken that should be demonstrated has been eaten... No, those who should have demonstrated have also demonstrated, and eating fried chicken is just incidental.

The public opinion is full of this wave of public opinion, and it seems that some things have subsided just like that, and people's attention has shifted from those wealthy businessmen abroad to the domestic employment rate.

In the morning, a gentleman walked out of the house with a briefcase in his overalls. He greeted his neighbors kindly.

In the federation, it is an unspoken rule what class of family lives in what kind of community.

Residents have the right to refuse others to buy a house in the community and move in, so community society and community politics are also a very important part of federal society.

Neighbors on the left and right may become your help, but they may also become your red light, so everyone maintains kindness and enthusiasm for their neighbors.

After saying hello, the gentleman threw his briefcase into the passenger seat, and he drove out of the quiet community. At the moment he entered the federal highway from the community road, a newsboy jumped from the sidewalk Running past, shouting something.

He subconsciously looked over there, and there were already many people gathered there. They took coins, snatched a newspaper from the crowd, and then left angrily.

what happened?

The gentleman was a little curious and glanced at the watch on his wrist. He still had enough time for a little delay.

He parked the car on the side of the road, honked the horn twice, and a small head emerged from the crowd, "Sir, do you want a newspaper?"

"The newspaper that was printed just now still exudes a strong fragrance of ink!"

The gentleman took out a one-dollar note from his pocket and put it between his index and middle fingers, "Is there any special news?"

"Yes, the Suge family who ran a shop in Suge were killed by locals..."

The newsboy handed over a newspaper, and then carefully took the dollar from the gentleman's hand. He did not forget to lift the brim of his hat to show his respect for the gentleman—for the sake of the car superior.

The husband looked at the headlines on the front page of the newspaper, and at the untreated, fragmented corpses, his scalp tightened violently.

Although he didn't have much sympathy for these people, he still felt a special emotion because of these photos.

What's even more infuriating is that the gangsters not only robbed Mike's business and killed them, but also took their business as their own.

They just ran the store without any worries, and they weren't even afraid of the police looking for trouble with them!

In such a morning, in less than half an hour, countless phone calls entered the presidential palace.

Someone also called Lynch strangely.

"Mr. Lynch, I have a business here, are you interested?"

(End of this chapter)