Blackstone Code: Fourteen

"That's right, we are civilized people!" Lynch took a step back, and he tidied up his neckline, "Is there anything else, if not, I'll leave, I still have a lot of things to do Do it!"

Michael couldn't help but took another step forward and growled in a low voice, "This is between us, don't mess with my family, you are breaking the rules!"

"Rules?" Lynch had some doubts on his face, "I'm not someone in your industry, and I haven't had any dealings with you. Are you sure the rules you mentioned are suitable for me? "

He said and smiled, "Of course, I'm a law-abiding citizen, and I don't need you to remind me of this. If you have nothing else to say, I'm leaving."

He looked at Michael, and the two looked at each other for about three or five seconds. Michael stepped aside, and Lynch nodded slightly and passed him by.

Watching the back of Lynch leaving, Michael showed his ID card in the front of his shirt, then fell down the car from the sidewalk, and parked in the parking space in front of the house not long after.

He quickly returned home and saw that his wife was watching the sitcom every afternoon. He quickly walked over and hugged his somewhat surprised wife, "Did nothing unusual happen just now?"

"I mean no one knocking on the door or invading our yard?"

His wife is several years younger than him, which is why so many people want to enter the IRS every year, they have the highest salary in the government system, the best benefits, the best working environment and treatment , and all kinds of unexpected benefits.

This also makes every employee of the Federal Tax Service a sweet and sweet existence in the marriage market, no matter whether they are men or women, they can find their favorite objects.

Most men will choose younger women, it is not uncommon for them to be three or five or even ten years younger than themselves.

Michael's wife is six years younger than him, and he has always cherished his wife.

"No, no one's coming. I've been sitting here all afternoon watching TV. If anyone comes, I'll find out."

Entering through the gate, it faces the living room. If someone knocks on the door or enters the yard, you can see the intruder through the bright windows on the wall. The afternoon is very calm, so calm that she is about to fall asleep.

Michael sits on the sofa with his arms around his wife's shoulders, not sure how to talk about his business trip, let alone how to make her wife watch out for Lynch who might reappear.

On the other side, after a few laps outside, Lynch, who bought some electrical supplies, returned to the temporary residence. He took out the key and was opening the door when the guy walking from behind suddenly approached him, a Something sharp touched his waist.

A voice with a strong smell of bad breath came from the ear, "Where is my money?"

Lynch's movements only paused for a moment, and then he continued to open the door. He pushed open the door and took a leg toward the inside, and said at the same time, "If you don't want someone to play and play, you'd better play with me. Come in together, if there is any problem, we can solve it through communication."

In the process of less than five seconds, Lynch has already locked the identity of the guy behind him. Thanks to the accumulation of so many years in his previous life, this 20-year-old is full of energy, and everything is still The body at its peak gave him an indescribably happy feeling, everything was under his control, and he had never felt his own strength as clearly as now.

The man outside was hesitant, but he still followed. More than two thousand yuan was not a small sum of money for him. What surprised him was that this young man, Lynch, was not afraid of the knife in his hand.

The room is not big. There is a bedroom connected to the door, and an inner room for grooming. There is a faint smell of... excrement in the room.

That night, Lynch came back and rinsed for a long time to get rid of the feces and water that had completely penetrated into his pants, but the smell could not be dispelled until now. There are still some lingering odors.

"You and Michael are your own business, have nothing to do with me, return my money to me!" The masthead gestured with the dagger in his hand and reiterated his point of view.

After the newsboys returned, he confiscated the newspaper bags in the hands of the newsboys, and found that there were only about 2,000 yuan, almost 26,700 less, which was not a small amount. In terms of earning power, it may be his income for several months.

He won't let the money just disappear into his own world. He went to Michael. Michael said that this matter has nothing to do with him. He can only come to Lynch now. Maybe this young man is more Talk a little better.

"I just want my money back, you understand, it has nothing to do with me!"

Lynch simply cleaned up and sat on the bed. He crossed his legs and put his hands on his knees. He could see that the masthead was nervous. How terrible.

His eyes were erratic, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and the focus of his eyes was on the ground between the two most of the time, and he was also afraid. This was the first time he had done such a thing, holding a dagger, Stand on someone else's turf and ask someone to do something.

Lynch had already seen his strength, he said with a smile, "You know, even if I kill you now, the judge will not make any judgment against me, because you broke into my house with a murder weapon. in the room."

The masthead suddenly raised his head and looked back at the door behind him. An idea popped into his mind for a moment. Lynch asked him to come into the room to talk, not to avoid being seen by others, but to plot against him.

He suddenly became more excited and more frightened, because he found himself from hunter to prey, which made his breathing so fast that he felt like he was about to suffocate.

He took a few steps back, raised the knife in his hand, made a fierce look, and wanted to step forward to give Lynch some color, such as cutting his clothes, but he was afraid that Lynch would attack him. means, for a while at a loss.

Seeing that this guy was in a state of being unable to continue, Lin Qi pointed to the chair beside him, "Why don't we sit down and have a good talk, violence can't solve any problems!"

He said it very sincerely. Maybe he was moved by this sincerity. Maybe it was Lynch's calm and calm attitude that affected the masthead. After thinking about it, the masthead agreed with him and sat down on the chair.

After he sat down, Lin Qi asked, "Actually, my loss is much greater than your loss. I lost five thousand yuan!" After saying this, the masthead showed a clearly shocked expression. At the same time, there is a hint of "it really is".

"Have you ever thought, maybe this is a game?" Before the masthead could react, Lynch continued pressing, "I gave five thousand dollars to five children, they ordered it, and I too Ordered it in front of them, the money won't be a problem for me."

"Did they go directly to you after they left my room ~IndoMTL.com~ or did they go somewhere else?"

"Have you considered whether these newsboys are reliable if they come directly to you?"

"If they went somewhere else, would someone other than you and me intervene?"

Lynch shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, a look of regret on his face, "Michael told people that he didn't get anything from me, but I really lost five thousand dollars, I think the five thousand dollars In his hands!"

These words quickly made the uneducated masthead start thinking, and in order to avoid exposing himself, and to avoid getting involved in the case, he was not there at the time, but farther away. waiting in the alley.

The newsboys didn't go straight back to him after they got the money, but went to see Michael in a room across the road for about a minute or two.

If there is an accident with this money..., it can only be Michael's.

At this time, some of him already believed this. The newsboys he sent could be said to be the kind he trusted more. At the same time, they talked to each other about how they counted the money, and Lynch also counted the money. , and then see with your own eyes that the money is wrapped up as before.

Just when he started to recall these things, Lynch added, "We are all afraid of some people and don't dare to speak up. I believe that not only are we afraid to tell the truth, but those children may not dare to speak. Tell the truth."

"You came to me with a knife. Actually, you found the wrong person. Go ask those children, maybe you will find something new."

It's so easy to deceive people without culture!

Lynch once again showed caring, kind eyes.