Blackstone Code Chapter 833: Savage
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Looking at his brother, Mike can actually understand his mood.
Love is like being hit on the head with a hammer when it comes, and the whole person is out of control.
But more often, love just deceives itself.
It is also because of understanding that he must put out this 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 you **** her."
What cruel words, Mike's younger brother's face 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.
Actually, he wasn't usually that stupid, he just didn't know what magic power that girl had, making him more and more stupid.
Or girls always have all kinds of magic that makes boys and men believe everything they say.
Mike looked at his brother, who was fighting him with silence, Mike shook his head, "I don't object to you going to that girl, but you have to go during the day, at night, and now, you can't go out."
"I can't let you go out knowing that it's dangerous outside. If you really like her, go to her tomorrow and talk to her during the day."
Mike decided to let his younger brother go back to the Commonwealth, or to the nearby International Port, after all the staff returned, where he would most likely get into trouble.
Something like this is happening all over the world right now, some guys who work all over the place easily hook up with those girls, and then some relationships happen naturally.
Then the girls **** the men on the grounds of pregnancy and other reasons, so there was a lot of interesting farce.
I usually find these news interesting, but when it happens to me, it's not so interesting.
Just as Mike's brother was resisting this, there was a knock on the door.
The two brothers stopped their confrontation at the same time and looked at the closed store door.
Mike's hand reached under the pillow with a pistol inside, "We're closed."
About a few seconds later, Mike thought that the people outside had 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 little details.
"...is that you?", Mike's younger brother shouted the girl's name and walked to the door, his facial features and his expression became vivid in an instant.
He can't wait to see the girl's face!
Seeing the rapidly changing expression on his brother's face, Mike was stunned for a moment.
It's like when he was eighteen when he saw his brother secretly kiss a girl, expecting, shy, and a little uneasy.
But when he looked again, he had become so "old".
He knows that his brother is not a happy person because he and his wife have not had a vigorous love affair.
Introduced by someone they knew, they watched a few movies together, slept in a nap, and then got married.
No intense emotional outbursts, no lingering love stories, just total despair over life and obedience to fate.
For a moment, his heart softened.
His younger brother looked at Mike with a smile on his face and some pleading, just like when he was sixteen years old, the girl came to the backyard of their house and used a small stone to disturb the two people who were resting on the second floor.
He just looked at Mike and asked him if he could go out or bring his girlfriend in.
He didn't hear what his brother said, but he knew what he said.
After a short silence, he nodded, "Okay, I'll go to the attic to sleep..."
Mike's younger brother excitedly ran to the door and pulled out the steel latches one by one.
It was past six o'clock at this time, and the sky was completely dark during winter time, and there were no pedestrians outside.
Seeing that the door is about to open, Mike suddenly said, "You shouldn't tell her our address, she may keep pestering you, you have to think about your wife and children in the Commonwealth."
The younger brother, who had pulled out the last latch and twisted the door lock, was suddenly stunned. He looked at his elder brother with a little grievance.
"I didn't tell her where we lived..."
It's like when they were fourteen years old, their father lost a dollar. He thought it was two children who took it away. Mike just insisted that he had nothing to do with him, while his younger brother was aggrieved. , as it is now.
The next moment, a huge force suddenly came from outside the door, and the younger brother standing behind the door was hit and staggered. Before he could react, he might be thinking "Why is my lover so powerful?"
A gun is stretched out.
There was a bang, and the younger brother's head was like a pumpkin they fell from their tree house when they were twelve years old, and the bright red flesh and white pumpkin seeds were sprayed out of the crack. came out.
Mike's mind went blank. He subconsciously wanted to go downstairs to get a pistol, but it was too late.
A girl with injuries and almost red fruit was thrown in by a group of people who immediately found Mike in the attic.
In less than thirty seconds, several consecutive shots fired, and everything here was calm again.
Mike's store was closed for several days, which was a little odd to some gold diggers, but only a little bit.
Sometimes they do not open for a few days. Either they go back to the Federation to buy goods, or they have a big business.
The good thing is that Mike isn't the only federal man doing business here, they can also buy what they want from other places.
Gun polish, shoe polish, hair wax, federal cigarettes, negatives, magnesium rods, etc.
All kinds of goods, of course, there are also 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, here are all Good sales.
Four days later, several of Mike's relatives returned from the international port, and they felt a little worried about leaving the brothers behind as they walked on the road.
Others continued to return home, and they came back to take care of them.
These people were talking and laughing along the way, until they entered the shop and saw a strange local sitting behind the bars.
The smiles froze on their faces, and before they could ask anything, a few people blocked the door and blocked them inside.
After a brief noise, a tall, thin local man slammed the door of the shop shut.
More than half an hour later, the store reopened. The floor 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 things last time.
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, and opened the bags, which were impressively the few Federations who returned from the International Port today...
A week later, in the Commonwealth, the craze over the rights of overseas businessmen is fading.
The parade that should be held has passed, and the fried chicken that should have been demonstrated has also been eaten... No, those who should have demonstrated have also demonstrated, and the fried chicken has been eaten by the way.
Social public opinion is very full on this wave of public opinion. It seems that some things have subsided like this, and people's attention has begun to shift from the wealthy businessmen abroad to the domestic employment rate.
In the morning, a gentleman walked out of the house wearing a briefcase and greeted his neighbors cordially.
In the Commonwealth, it is an unspoken rule that what kind of family lives in what kind of community.
Residents have the right to refuse others to buy houses in the community and move in, so community society and community politics are also a very important part of federal society.
The neighbors on the left and right may be their own helpers, but they may also become their own red lights, so everyone maintains their kindness and enthusiasm for their neighbors.
The gentleman threw his briefcase into the passenger seat after saying hello. He drove out of the quiet neighborhood. Just as he entered the federal highway from the neighborhood road, a newsboy Running across the sidewalk, shouting something loudly.
He looked over there subconsciously, and there were already many people around. People took coins, grabbed a newspaper from the crowd, and left angrily.
What happened?
The gentleman was curious and glanced at the watch on his wrist. He still had enough time to delay a little.
He parked his car on the side of the road, honked his horn twice, and a small head emerged from the crowd, "Sir, do you want a newspaper?"
"The newspaper that has just been printed has a strong ink scent on it!"
Mr. took a dollar bill out of his pocket and put it between his index and middle fingers, "Is there any special news?"
"Yes, the Suger family, who ran a shop in Suger, were killed by the locals..."
The newsboy handed over a newspaper, and then carefully took the dollar from the gentleman's hand, and he did not forget to hold on to the brim of his hat to show his respect to this gentleman - look at the car for the car's sake.
Sir looked at the front page of the newspaper ~IndoMTL.com~ and saw the untreated, fragmented corpses, and his scalp tightened.
Although he doesn't have much sympathy for these people, there is still a special emotion that arises from these photos.
What's even more outrageous is that the gangster not only stole Mike's business, killed them, but took their business for themselves.
They run the store without any qualms, not even afraid of the police going to them!
On this morning, in less than half an hour, countless phone calls entered the presidential palace.
Someone else called Lynch very strangely.
"Mr. Lynch, I have a business here, are you interested?"
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