Blackstone Code Chapter 1451: The Gate of Eternal Life
"You can take whatever you want, but please don't hurt us!"
After a while, Mr. Geruno, who had recovered, stood up. He had seen many big scenes, and he was old enough.
At his age, sometimes many things that others would be afraid of, he is less afraid of.
He has experienced the life he should have enjoyed and the sins he should have suffered. It is hard for him to fear anything in this world.
He stands at the front of the family.
At this time, the boat was parked on the sea, swaying, and compared to Mr. Geruno's calmness, the others seemed a little flustered.
He didn't call out the other party's identity, and until now, he still treats the other party as a pirate.
He knew very well that if he shouted out the identity of the other party, then there is no doubt that none of them would survive on this ship!
The guy in the lead looks a bit fat...and of course he's quite stocky, which is actually a very difficult physique to describe. .
You have to say he's fat, he doesn't look like that kind of obese, his bare wrists and neck are full of muscle and strength.
But you'd say he's burly, and his stomach is sticking out again. Obviously, this is caused by sitting in the office for too long.
He looked at Mr. Geruno, and after turning around the old man, his eyes shifted to the others.
"Mr. Geruno, you don't actually need to use these words to find any balance. Since Mr. Lynch couldn't come in person, he entrusted me as his representative to convey a sentence to you."
Mr. Geruno's expression was already very ugly, his face was outrageously dark, and the others also reacted at this time.
These people are not pirates, but... Blackrock Security!
From the point of view of ordinary people, it must be a reassuring thing to meet someone from Blackstone Security when in trouble.
But at this time, encountering people who are safe from Blackstone will only make people fall into endless fear!
There are people in the middle group who are still talking in a low voice. They don't think the Duncan family has offended Lynch or Blackrock Capital. There is no reason why they would attack this ship at this time!
But the fact has already happened, and the unabashed attitude of the other party has explained a lot.
Mr. Geruno nodded slightly, "I'm listening..."
The fat and strong guy in the lead smiled slightly, "Mr. Lynch asked me to tell you that justice will never compromise with evil."
"What you have to face is what you once imposed on this world!"
"Please don't say some meaningless and humiliating words at the last moment. It's no one's fault, it's you who owe the world!"
Listening to what the fat and sturdy leader said, a contempt appeared on the corner of Mr. Geruno's mouth, "Is this Lynch's original words?"
"It's **** ridiculous that a profit-seeking demon like me is said to be the embodiment of justice!"
His voice grew louder, "He killed no less people than I did in Nagalil, those policies, those initiatives, even Akumari and several riots, death The number of people will be counted in thousands.”
"He sees himself as the embodiment of justice!"
"If he really represents justice, then this 'justice' is **** ridiculous!"
After saying these words in one breath, Mr. Geruno coughed loudly, his face flushed red, and a severe angina broke out.
He collapsed directly into the arms of his relatives. At this time, no one knew what happened to him. Some relatives wanted to beg these people to find a doctor for Mr. Geruno or something.
The fat and strong guy sighed as he watched Mr. Geruno, who was on the verge of death, gradually shock and even lost consciousness.
Then he took off his gloves and pulled out a pistol...
Body after body was thrown into the sea, and these people had committed enough crimes to send them all to the gallows.
The sergeant who was holding the side of the boat smoking suddenly turned his head, and his confidant came over with a complicated expression.
The two of them are just like that, blowing the sea breeze.
After a while, the sergeant asked, "Do you think..." It was cruel, but he didn't say the word.
There are actually very few people on this ship that can resist, in the bullet storm of the plane, the people alive on the deck are basically dead.
Those in the cabin are ordinary people, and most of them are gathered on the deck.
When everyone shoots together, these people who have no resistance are like being harvested by an invisible sickle, and they will fall in pieces in an instant!
Killing the enemy is a kind of honor for the soldiers, but killing some ordinary people will increase everyone's psychological burden.
The young officer was silent for a moment, then nodded, "I don't think there's any need to kill them all."
The sergeant sighed, "And then?"
Without waiting for the young officer to answer, he answered himself, "Then those who remain continue to enjoy the wealth of the slave trade and other illegal means, and hate corporations?"
"No, that's not what we need. We've all seen those files before we came here. Even if these people die again, it won't be enough to wash away their sins!"
"Mr. Lynch once told me that sometimes what justice can't do, we can."
"As long as we do, we will endure pain and stress that we shouldn't have."
He turned his head and glanced at the corpses that were thrown down one after another, and said as if prompting, "This is what we have to bear..."
Three hours later, the Duncan family was cleansed, and the collectibles they had taken were transferred to another freighter, which scuttled their ship.
How is it possible to sail the seas these days without taking a little risk?
Occasional storms overturning are normal and not surprising.
Furthermore, maybe the ship didn't sink, but this group of people hid?
Isn't that impossible?
Three days later, Mr. Trueman got the news - news of a shipwreck.
It is said that there was a very manic storm in a certain area of the sea, and the ships sailing in this area at the time had issued a signal for help.
As to whether it sank or went somewhere else, no one knows.
It is normal that people cannot know everything, and people are not God and cannot be omnipotent and omnipotent.
Mr. Trueman is very satisfied with the ending of the Duncan family. In his opinion, bad people who have done so many terrible things should not escape the punishment of law or justice!
At the same time, he is also very pleased with Lynch's strong sense of justice. At least so far, he and Lynch's three views are very similar, with a high degree of overlap, and there is no conflict.
Lynch, on the other hand, appreciates the wealth that has accumulated over the years.
Sometimes wealth is not a string of numbers on a bank account, but a painting hanging in a room.
Maybe it's not that big, but it's worth a lot of money.
Hundreds of thousands, millions, or even tens of millions!
Lynch is playing with a very interesting thing in his hand, one that looks like it's made of various bones spliced together...well, a little thing like a ceremonial scepter.
This item is also in the Duncan family's collection, but is now in his hands.
It was placed with other very valuable collections, and Lynch didn't know much about it, and even if he asked some historians, they couldn't make any sense about it.
There is no data available for reference, and it was properly visited, which made Lynch think of the previous conversation with Mr. Wardrick.
In fact, for the members of the Holy Harmony Association, the third level is the beginning!
He was thinking about these things when a knock on the door pulled him back from his thoughts, "Come in!"
The door opened, and Mr. Wardrick was in his forties, two gentlemen Lynch had never seen.
They all have Level 3 True Eye badges on their chests, and they are all senior members of the Holy Harmony Society.
Mr. Wardrick became interested immediately after Lynch said he had something in his hand that might be a sacrificial offering or a ritual vessel.
After he asked about the appearance in detail, he chatted with the immortal people, and then the immortal people came up with the idea of visiting.
Mr. Wardrick, also a member of Eternal Life.
In fact, at their level, in addition to the interests that are big enough to make them all tempted, the only thing that attracts them more often may be health problems.
And death and immortality are obviously also within the larger scope of health.
Countless rich and powerful people around the world have funded the immortal organization to find the secret of immortality. They are unwilling to let go of any clues!
After a simple greeting, the three sat down, and Lynch also put this very strange thing in his hand on a red velvet cloth, inviting the other party to identify it carefully.
"Sorry!" The older one put on gloves first, then picked up this... hand bone scepter?
He stuck a small magnifying glass in his eye socket and took a closer look.
After a while, his expression changed slightly, and he also made a somewhat unexpected request~IndoMTL.com~ Mr. Lynch, I have a very presumptuous and rude request, I don't know if you Can tolerate my arrogance. "
Speaking very politely, Lynch nodded slightly and motioned him to say, "There is a thick layer of dirt on the outside of this appliance, I want to use a knife to scrape it in an inconspicuous place, I don't know if I can Yes."
Lynch thinks about it, if this thing is really valuable, then it will be his stepping stone into immortality.
For Eternal Life, it is not anyone who wants to enter can enter. The richest and most powerful group of people in the world have gathered here. If there is no chance or coincidence for others, they are not qualified to enter at all!
If it is true, then nature will also end up giving it to the Immortal Organization as a sign of joining this organization.
If it's worthless, it's bad if it's bad.
Not to mention, shave in inconspicuous places.
Lynch stretched out his hand and made a gesture of indulgence, "I'm also curious, you can try it!"