Blackstone Code Chapter 980: Emergency

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Those who can stay by Lynch's side must be checked by the Security Committee, as well as by Lynch himself.

The maid's boyfriend is a young man in his twenties from the same place as her, working in a local factory.

Their ideal is to be able to buy a house in a big city and live a happy life. In fact, from the time this ideal was born, they are unlikely to be happy.

Living in a big city is not easy. It is not just the pressure of living expenses. After all, the price and consumption level of big cities are very high. Even if you do not spend a lot of money, your monthly bills will not Can be unbearable.

In addition to these, the bigger problem comes from the lure of the big city.

When a person sees that other people can enjoy that kind of affluent life without any effort on their part, people's mentality will be out of balance, and eventually they may become what they don't want to be.

Striptease bars are never short of strippers, why?

Because those ordinary waitresses are waiting to be a part of it all the time!

They serve customers, of course, formal services, such as delivering drinks to the guests in the booth. If they work for a month, maybe no stripper can earn as much in one night.

"They just stripped and jumped on stage!"

The contrast is really hard to get used to, once the mind slackens and starts to slide, people convince themselves.

"I'm just taking off my clothes. Has anyone done something to myself? As long as one night, you can enjoy a 29-day vacation..."

"It's just a private room. There's no difference between the inside and the outside..."

"It's just a one-night love affair with a guest, and the law can't say I'm wrong..."

The landslide of thought is like a mudslide, once it is not blocked, it can no longer be blocked.

That's the way the maid is. She always wants to stay in this big city. She doesn't have any special place. She can only use some other methods to keep herself here.

She can't stand living in that country place anymore, with the smell of cow dung everywhere, and some stupid and dirty neighbors.

She likes the glamorous life here, living in a free villa and enjoying a refined life.

She loves the expensive coffee and food, she can't afford any of them herself, but she just enjoys...

In the future, there were some small changes unknowingly, but she didn't care that much.

For her own choice, the maid does not feel that it is her own depravity. After all, work is work and life is life.

Is it wrong that she is a girl who loves her work as much as she loves life?

Of course, she still has an ideal, to earn a little money, have her own family with her boyfriend in Bupen, and gradually become a real big city person.

To meet this, you must work hard!

The guy is lucky to have such a good girlfriend, he must have saved the world in his last life.

Watching the maid change into a relatively conservative long dress and leave, Lynch sends her best wishes to her boyfriend.

He overlooks the entire Bupen. The villa in the middle of the mountain is so good, it can make the residents feel that they are the masters of the world anytime, anywhere, and the whole world seems to be tightly grasped by reaching out.

Suddenly, the phone in the room rang and Austin came over with the phone, which was supposed to be done by the maid, but she left.

"Don't touch me with your dirty hands!" Austin put the phone on the table and looked at Lynch's hand with disgust.

Lynch pouted, "I did."

Austen couldn't help complaining, "You mustn't wipe it clean, God, how could I give you a job?"

She really couldn't get used to Lynch's somewhat uncomfortable life, saying that these were just complaints. As a female fighter, she believed in her abilities more than any feminist.

Lynch sat in the recliner nonchalantly, you can't get everyone to agree with you, that's fine.

"It's me..."

"It looks like you're still in Bupen."

"Yes, I've been fine lately, do you have any questions?"

It was Mr. Truman who called. The Department of International Affairs had more and more work and heavier responsibilities. Many of the jobs of Mr. President were lost to Mr. Truman.

Some people out there think Mr. President is an idiot, because "he has to hand over even the most basic jobs to others, and he can only hunt!"

Mr. President has actually only hunted twice recently, both in national parks.

Sometimes the federal law is weird, it tells people the importance of protecting natural animals, while allowing people to pay a sum of money and then hunt the animals, which is very wrong.

But no one has a problem with that, for the poor hunting, the natural environment is too far away, and for the rich money is never an issue.

After being criticized, Mr. President did not fight back. He just admitted his hobby with a smile, but did not apologize. In his opinion, using the weekend to hunt is a personal act and should not be raised to a high level.

There is more and more work in the Department of International Affairs, Mr. Trueman's power is growing, the President trusts him, and no one can change that.

"If you're free, you'd better be at the Department of Defense in twenty minutes. We have a meeting."

Lynch was stunned for a moment, "I'm going too?"

He said that he had already stood up and dragged the phone toward the hall, "I didn't know I could participate in this kind of meeting, what do you say?"

"It's not easy to talk on the phone, we'll talk when you come to the scene!"

"Okay..." Lynch hung up the phone and put it somewhere, he looked back at Austin who was standing in the yard, "You should go get the car ready, we're going."

Austin rolled his eyes and walked to the garage, "Where are you going on such a hot day?"

"DoD!"

Thirty minutes later, Lynch's car arrived at the Ministry of Defense. After coming out of the mid-level villa area, there has been a traffic jam. This is Bupen, not the **** South Beach. The hotter the weather, the more people come here. , I really don't know what they are thinking.

Fortunately, it was not easy for everyone. When Lynch arrived at the Ministry of Defense, there were still people on the road, which also gave him time to sit down and have a good chat with Mr. Truman.

"What is it that requires me, a civil person, to be a dojo?" As soon as the two sat down, they started smoking, all of them smoking black supreme.

Some people want these and it's hard to get them, but Lynch makes it easy for them.

"The general was assassinated, Sanchez was wounded, Isabella disappeared..."

Three short sentences can make Lynch instantly understand why the faces of those around him are not very good-looking. Sanchez and Isabella are important pawns in their operation in Marillo.

Especially Isabella, according to the idea of ​​the Ministry of Defense, she will gradually take over the military power in the hands of the general, and then become two independent but connected warlords with Sanchez.

In this way, their scale does not need to be too large, but they have the strength of a big warlord. Ordinary small forces will not move them, and they can develop well.

In about two or three years, two people will be able to hold a certain position in the situation in Mariro.

But no one thought that just the day before yesterday, a combat team raided the general's base camp, someone let them in, and they killed the general with almost no hindrance.

Isabella, who should have played a role, disappeared, and Sanchez was assassinated, but he was only injured and the assassination failed.

His reaction to living on the front line of fighting all year round allowed him to escape this assassination. Two bullets hit him in the chest one after the other, and federal medical personnel have completed the rescue.

He survived, but needs training.

In just two days, all the important chess pieces buried by the federal people were destroyed. It is hard not to wonder if someone leaked these confidential information.

So much so that this strike looks like it's aimed at the general and his family, who are going to wipe them out.

Whether the Security Council, the Department of Defense, or the Military Intelligence Agency... There is no Homeland Security here, and their hands are not that long.

These groups are all taking action to consider what comes next.

The general's death caused his forces to collapse, and now the battle is suddenly more murky.

The enemy they are fighting does not seem to have expected the general to die, and has now begun to annex the forces left by the general.

But the other big warlords obviously don't want him to do that, and they plan to intervene by force and then carve up the general's legacy together.

In short, now Mariro is in complete chaos because of the sudden death of the general. The large-scale melee that has subsided for many years is showing signs of breaking out again. A large number of refugees are flocking to the border between Mariro and the Federation. The pressure on the border Big ~IndoMTL.com~ No one knows where the situation over there is going, and that's the scariest thing.

The purpose of this emergency meeting is to discuss some ways to solve this problem, at least to find some countermeasures.

Lynch tilted his head after listening to Mr. Trueman's words, and asked with some distrust, "Wouldn't it be you who arranged to assassinate the general?"

"I always feel that only you can do this kind of thing..."

Isn't this the best way to kill the target and let the target's children inherit the inheritance?

Mr. Truman shook his head, "I don't know why you have this idea, but it's not what we do, we never interfere in the internal affairs of other countries!"

"So what's the use of asking me to attend the meeting?", Lynch asked a question he always wanted to ask, he is a businessman, and he doesn't think he can change anything.

Mr. Truman was silent for a while, "You are more important than you think!"