Blackstone Code Chapter 507: You don’t know if you don’t own a dog

The appearance of all kinds of exquisite food on the table one after another made the anonymous and irritable cadre look good in front of his men, which also made him have more goodwill towards Garton.

With the help of some alcoholic beverages, he soon felt that Garton was the best person with him, because Garton knew him and could resonate with him on certain things, and even he would doubt it. He is also Mr. Simon's son, otherwise why is he so attached to Garton?

Most of the members of the al-Shabaab organization are uneducated people, and the literacy level of the person invited by Garton is not high.

Many young people who participate in the al-Shabaab have no culture. The purpose of joining this organization is that they are in a period of rebellious social consciousness. They are unwilling to follow the old path of their fathers. confused.

The emergence of Al-Shabaab at this time led them to a different path and attracted them to join.

And these young people who are unwilling to follow the old ways of their parents are actually mostly "thorn heads" in people's mouths. The reason why they are unwilling to be like their parents is not that they really have any special talents, but that they feel that they Fate should not be like this, or you feel that you are better than everyone else and are more likely to be close to success.

These people are often restless and have a certain amount of courage and courage, and this is the capital of their resistance to reality.

Garton's meticulous arrangements made the cadre very satisfied. He felt that he was valued and that the success he had wanted for a long time was not far away.

Don't you see, even rich people should respect him, how amazing he should be now, is he more amazing than these rich people?

There are always many difficulties to overcome in life, and the most difficult one is "self-confidence".

But then, Garton's sigh made him stunned for a moment, and then he asked with a big smile, "Why do you sigh, I thought only poor people like us would sigh, you own such a big house... …”

He did some exaggerated movements to reflect the size of the house. He drank some wine, and his mind went wrong. After finishing the movements, he stretched out his hand and drew a circle on the table, "I can eat so much again. What do you eat, why do you sigh?"

Garton frowned, but soon stretched out and smiled, "Forget it, don't talk, I don't want to trouble you."

The impulsive cadre's smiling face gradually cooled down, and he also frowned, "You look down on me?"

"I shared my happiness and sadness with you. Now what are you unwilling to tell me or share with me? Do you think I can't solve the problem for you, or do you actually say that from the very beginning? Doesn't look like it?"

Garton's expression was embarrassed, "This is my family business, I didn't want to mention it, because it involves some foreigners..."

Not to mention foreigners is okay, this impulsive cadre also became angry when he heard the word foreigner after drinking some alcohol.

No matter what the turmoil is about, it broke out in a hurry and ended in a hurry. What is even more ugly is that it seems that the whole world is targeting the al-Shabaab, and the al-Shabaab should not be responsible The responsibility for this has been placed on the Al-Shabaab, so much so that the Al-Shabaab in Mengwu has now been dismantled into pieces.

This makes the impulsive cadres who already have a sense of belonging to the al-Shabaab very unhappy. He believes that it is those foreigners who have done it. They have been persecuting Nagalil and the people here, and now they want to break up the al-Shabaab This "home" of most "awakened" young people, he hates these foreigners. New 81 Chinese website update fastest computer: https://www.@x81zw@@

He stood up slowly, and the chair under his **** made an extremely unpleasant rubbing sound on the floor when his legs were bent from 90 degrees to straight. He looked at Garton, who was sitting opposite him. , said word by word, "If you still want to treat me as a friend, share with me those foreigners and their embarrassment to you."

"If you don't consider me your friend, you can shut up, but I'll leave right away." He glanced at the two assistants beside him. Genius one second to remember 噺バ一Chinesem.x/8/1/z/w.c/o/m/

The two young men who were gobbling down were startled for a moment, and immediately put down the food in their hands, also showing an attitude of advancing and retreating with the cadres.

At this point, Garton seemed to have no better choice, so he had to say what he was experiencing in a slightly choked tone.

In his description, Mr. Simon's original wife and children are going to take everything from him, factories, houses, money, everything.

This made the impulsive cadres angry and angry, "You should tell them that you are protected by Al-Shabaab!!"

It doesn't matter if I don't say this, Garton is dead if he talks about it, but he won't say anything nonsense at this time, just continue to sigh, "If it doesn't work, just give them everything. I believe that with my hands, even if I can't be as rich as my father, I should have no problem supporting myself and my mother."

The impulsive cadres were stunned again. At this time, it was not only about Garton's own affairs, but also about the industries in Garton's hands.

You know, some people in Al-Shabaab have started working for Garton now, which is one of the ways Al-Shabaab attracts people.

Joining al-Shabaab will give them a suitable job, which is more attractive than pulling everyone into the jungle to suffer, and it also makes the situation within the al-Shabaab begin to stabilize.

Once these things are taken away by foreigners, according to Garton, they plan to leave with the money, which means that a group of people will leave the al-Shabaab.

How could this kind of thing just sit back and watch it happen, is that still a hot-blooded Nagalil youth?

Thinking of this, the impulsive cadre thought for a moment, then patted his chest and promised, "I'll help you with this."

At this time, Garton replied a bit like a broken jar, "You can't handle it, they are foreigners, and now Nagalil is about to become a foreigner's world, unless you..." /

"But it's too dangerous to do that, so let me do it."

The impulsive cadre looked at Garton a few more times, but didn't say anything to refute, and continued to sit down and eat and drink.

After waiting for more than half an hour, the impulsive cadre left directly with two subordinates, and did not stay here any longer.

Watching the three go away, the sad look on Garton's face quickly changed to indifference. The housekeeper was a little puzzled, "Master, are they really going to assassinate the mother and son?"

"Yes!" Garton nodded. He glanced at the housekeeper's doubts and said with a smile, "Actually, these people are very sensitive, just like me. In order to prove to my father that I am excellent, I'm willing to do anything."

"The same is true for them now. In order to send a message to me, to others, a signal, an idea that they are not just playing around, they have to do it."

"Also, they have reasons to do it."

Garton said this, turned and walked into the room, saying, "If they don't help me solve this problem, then there is no need for me to continue to support them, and there is no need for anyone else to continue to support them. ."

"Without the support of the rich like us, these people..." Garton shook his head and stopped at the door. The housekeeper opened the door for him. He stepped into the luxurious room and stepped on the door. On the floor that the natives could not use, there was a hint of arrogance in his tone, "...you will never achieve anything great!"

On the other side, the impulsive cadre dismissed the two younger brothers. He could see that the emotions of the two subordinates were not high, and he could understand it.

After all, he didn't say anything after talking about those things at the dinner table just now, which made his subordinates look down on him and the al-Shabaab, but he believed that soon these two idiots would worship him again.

He's going to do a big thing alone, he's going to kill the mother and son who threatened Garton.

It's not that he made a completely impulsive decision, the impulse is part of it, but more of his self-righteous thinking, as well as some hatred and disgust for these foreigners.

The first group of Al-Shabaab had been inculcated with the idea of ​​"foreigners should be damned" in the process of receiving education from the headquarters. They always believed that foreigners should not be present in Nagalil, so the current Things should be a little better.

The hatred of foreigners, the urge to do great things, self-righteous thoughts...

These eventually turned into impulsive decisions that drove him.

He went back to his base in the jungle outside the city alone, and pulled out a pistol ~IndoMTL.com~ and a dozen bullets from the hiding place.

These are all police pistols. Some people got several of them during the turmoil, and they just came in handy now.

At the same time, the mother and son, who had returned to the hotel, sat in the room with the lawyer to discuss the next thing.

Garton's non-cooperation made them have to pin their hopes on lawsuits. Now it seems that the only way to get back the inheritance that belongs to them is through lawsuits.

"I have inquired about this time, if you can get Mr. Lynch's interview and get his consent, even if it's just a word, then no one can stop you from taking back Mr. Simon's inheritance!"

And of course mine!

The last sentence was said silently in the lawyer's heart. What did he run for, not for these cute little money!

Mr. Simon's wife sat on the edge of the sofa with dull eyes, as if she had lost her energy.

After Mengxi was injured, she was sent to the only pet hospital here. After the doctor's hard work, she was unable to rescue Mengxi.

In order to avoid some trouble, she chose to be cremated. She wanted to bring Mengxi back to the country instead of being buried here.

Now she is holding a delicate bottle the size of a child's fist, which is actually Muncy's urn, which contains the ashes of the puppy.

Without Mengsi, she feels that her life has lost its color. As for what the lawyer says, she doesn't care, nor does she want to hear it!

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