Blackstone Code Chapter 452: I am a reasonable person
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There is no loud electrical noise in the city, no roar of factory production around, no tire noise and engine noise of countless cars passing back and forth on the road, everything is so quiet.
It is precisely this quietness that makes the gunshots louder, and there is an echo from a distance.
The Nagalil people who were smashing and prying outside the container seemed to be holding down the pause button for a moment, and some of the people who were still watching the excitement shrank their heads and ran to a farther place to watch.
Lynch inserted the pistol into the holster on the sergeant's side and gave a simple command, "Control these people..."
The sergeant made a gesture, and several soldiers ran from the truck and approached the troublemakers.
With a dozen or so guns pointed at them, even these Nagalilians have no education, they know exactly what a bullet smaller than a little finger will do when they land on them. He didn't dare to escape, he just stood there foolishly.
The corner of the police chief's mouth twitched. He lowered his head and stood humbly behind Lynch, wanting to explain.
He wanted to explain before, but was interrupted by Lynch's movements, "Mr. Lynch..."
Lynch ignored him and raised his hand, but the police chief quickly moved away, thinking that Lynch was going to beat him.
Even at the moment when Lynch raised his hand, he still had an expectation that Lynch could really slap him in the face!
It's not that he has any special hobbies, it's just that if Lynch does slap him, all his mistakes in this incident will be dispelled by this slap.
After all, Lynch has already "disciplined" him, he doesn't need to take any more responsibility, the rest is someone else's responsibility!
Backing up, bowing, dodging, are just subconscious behaviors, and of course it has something to do with his hesitation. In front of his subordinates, he was slapped in the face by a foreigner, even if the foreigner was powerful, people It will not say that foreigners are domineering, only that he, the police chief, has no bones.
The world is so cruel, and the double standard that people are best at is always the double standard.
Unfortunately, Lynch didn't mean to slap him, he just raised his hand, took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and lit it.
Such an action once again made it impossible for the police chief to continue, not only unable to continue, but also difficult to start again.
He stood beside him awkwardly, neither walking nor staying.
The people on the side of the container have been controlled. The sergeant also opened the container. Nell, covered in blood, came out of the container. The police chief on the side knew that something was in trouble.
He didn't know that Nell was Lynch's father, and it wouldn't have happened if he had known.
Nell is not a very flamboyant person who likes to show off his identity. He has fairly normal values. He doesn't look like some grumpy gentleman. In order to let people know who his son is, he deliberately Several statues were erected at the entrance of the town where he lived.
He is in the statue, there is his wonderful son, and in order to let people know who he is, he had the stonemason inscribe the name "Dolin" on the base of the statue of the young man and put it on his own statue. The words "This is Doolin's father" are engraved on the base.
This old gentleman is really a gentleman who may be a little strange but very interesting. Nell is not. He is just a little sullen after being rich, and there are some ordinary people who are not used to the current life. He didn't publicize it everywhere as soon as he landed. Lynch was his son, and he only regarded himself as an ordinary person.
He came out of the container holding his head, looked around, and walked up to Lynch with a smirk, looking a little embarrassed, or rather guilty, "Sorry, I messed up."
Lynch reminded him that he didn't realize that things were more serious than he thought, and that these people's reactions were so violent.
It's no wonder, Nell is still too kind, and he probably doesn't even know why this happened.
Lynch can see through that, in fact, these girls, and the brothers she calls them around them, are for the identity of a man in the camp.
It may be a bit vague to say this. Let's put it in a simpler way. Lynch once had the pleasure of visiting Paradise Town, which is a place where a certain **** looks down tomorrow. In the tropics, people's enthusiasm is like the weather. It's almost breathless.
As long as you reveal your identity as a foreigner in Paradise Town, you will immediately have all kinds of girls who can't be climbed up in your own country, and they will make you feel comfortable and really think of it as paradise.
But it's not. It may be a paradise for foreigners. No matter men or women, as long as they are single, there are endless encounters every day, making people linger.
But for the natives of Paradise, it's hell.
The purpose of them, especially them, humbled to please every foreigner is to hope that in the best stage of their lives, they can look down at the humble ones alone, and help them more when they leave Paradise Town. Just buy a plane ticket.
They wanted to leave, just like the uneasy girl in front of Lynch's eyes, and like the young people around her, they wanted to leave too.
But they can't leave, it's not that the government of Nagalil doesn't allow them to leave, it's that they simply can't afford even a one-way ticket to leave Nagalil.
Here is **** for some thoughtful young people, although it is heaven for foreigners who come here.
These young Nagalilians can't find a suitable, long-term job, and the monopoly of various resources to the monopoly of commodities makes them not have any chance to develop on their own.
Have no formal education, no ability to change themselves, and society does not give them opportunities, they will eventually be like people who can be seen everywhere on the street, watching the years slip away little by little, wasted, helpless, turned into Dead wood.
Men need to grow something to keep themselves and their families from starving to death. Women may need to work as prostitutes to supplement their households. It is very likely that what the other party pays is not money, but some daily necessities, some food, and possibly disease.
In a lifeless society, people can only rot in despair, hoping for a good birth when they are reincarnated.
Until a bunch of foreigners show up, that's their chance, and if they can grab one, they can leave.
As long as you leave here, more people can leave!
If someone asks what their hope is, they may not know the word, but like now they know, hope is those more and more foreigners!
These people are actually pitiful, Lynch understands and understands them, so he wants to laugh now.
"Do I need to call a doctor?", Lynch asked.
Nell first nodded, but then shook his head again. In fact, the opening on his head was no longer bleeding. At this time, calling a doctor would make the people under him laugh at him.
He was not a graduate from a prestigious university, he was a worker as soon as he worked behind a desk in an office, and injuries were a common occurrence for workers in this period.
"I need a cigarette more than a doctor."
Lynch lit him a cigarette and exhaled slowly, "Who is to blame?"
Nell beckoned to the timid young man, who was frightened by this sudden conflict.
When the young man didn't come, Nell asked him, "What are you going to do?"
Lynch laughed, "Help him make a home here!"
Nell looked at him blankly, "But he's married, with a wife and kids."
Lynch sneered, "But he can't control his...!"
Young man..., said to be a young man, in fact, this young man is a few years older than Lynch, but he has a very immature feeling.
As soon as he approached Lynch, Lynch slapped him on the neck, grabbed his collar, walked to the place near the container, and kicked him **** the crook of his leg.
The young man lost his balance to support his center of gravity, and knelt on the ground with a thud, his face immediately turned red, but soon turned white again.
A lot of local people around were watching. Because of the sound of gunfire, people from farther places came to watch. Most of the unemployed Nagalilians had time to watch these interesting things.
If there are not so many people, it is easy to solve this matter, but with so many people watching, it becomes very difficult to solve this matter.
It's a little bit less "special", and when the youth party makes a fuss, it will be another troublesome thing.
Lynch came to Nagalil to make money, not to solve these trivial matters. Anyone and everything must make way for him to make money. He may stay for a while without affecting his money. A moment, but only a moment.
Looking around, he beckoned to the frightened and shivering girl. The girl hesitated for a long time, and then she walked to a place that was still some distance away from Lynch and stopped.
She dared not look at Lynch ~IndoMTL.com~ but stared down at the young man.
"I heard the cause of the incident, the process, and the results I see now..." Lynch's voice spread far away. Many people who often hold some lectures have learned how to make It's a pronunciation skill to transmit your own voice farther.
The whole camp and the surrounding area were only windy, and countless pairs of eyes looked at him, "I am a fair person, a reasonable person, and I never stand on anyone's side."
"I will now give this girl and this guy a choice, a fair choice."
Lynch looked down at the young man, "No matter how this relationship happened between you, it's not easy for you to end it now."
"Leave an arm, or an egg, to atone for your sins." Lynch took off the cigarette **** and flicked it in the distance, "Or you choose to marry this girl..."
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