Blackstone Code

All kinds of exquisite food appeared on the table one after another, which made this nameless and impulsive cadre look good in front of his men, which also made him have a better impression of Garton.

With the help of some alcoholic drinks, he soon felt that Garton was the best person with him, because Garton understood him and could resonate with him on certain things, so much so that he even suspected that he was also Simon. Mr.'s son, otherwise why did he hit it off with Garton so much?

Most of these members of the Youth Party organization are uneducated people, and the one invited by Garton is not well-educated.

Many young people who join the Al-Shabaab have little education. The purpose of joining this organization is that they are in a rebellious period of social consciousness. They are unwilling to follow the old path taken by their fathers. They want to resist, but are confused.

At this time, the emergence of Al-Shabaab showed them a different path and attracted them to join.

And most of these young people who are unwilling to follow the old path of their parents are actually what people call "thorns in the road." The reason why they are unwilling to be like their parents is not because they really have any special talents, but because they feel that their fate is not deserved. So, or feel that you are better than everyone else and more likely to be close to success.

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

Garton's careful arrangements made this cadre very satisfied. He felt that he was taken seriously and that the success he had wanted for a long time was not far away from him.

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

There are always many difficulties to overcome in life, and the saddest thing is "self-confidence".

But then, Garton sighed, which made him startled. Then he asked with a big smile, "Why are you sighing? I thought only poor people like us would sigh. You have such a big house..."

He made very exaggerated movements to show how big the house was. He drank some wine and his mind went a little wrong. After he finished his movements, he reached out and drew a circle on the table, "I can eat so many delicious things again." , why are you sighing?"

Garton frowned, but quickly relaxed it, and smiled, "Forget it, don't talk about it, I don't want to trouble you."

The face of the impulsive cadre who was always smiling gradually turned cold, and he also frowned, "You look down on me?"

"I have 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 think you didn't look down on it from the beginning? "

Garton's expression was troubled, "This is my family matter, I didn't want to mention it at first, because it involves some foreigners..."

It’s okay not to mention foreigners. After drinking some wine, this impulsive cadre lost his temper when he heard the word foreigners.

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Regardless of what this turmoil is about, it broke out in a hurry and ended in a hurry. What is even more embarrassing is that it seems that the whole world is targeting Al-Shabaab, taking responsibilities that should not have been borne by Al-Shabaab. It was all pushed to the youth party, so that now the youth party in Mengwu province has been dismantled into pieces.

This made the impulsive cadre who already had a sense of belonging to Al-Shabaab very unhappy. He believed that it was those foreigners who were responsible for the harm. They have been persecuting Nagaril and the people here, and now they want to dismantle the majority of Al-Shabaab. "Awakening" the "home" of young people, he hates these foreigners.

He stood up slowly. The process of bending his legs from 90 degrees to straight made the chair under his butt make an extremely unpleasant friction sound on the floor. He looked at Gadon, who was sitting opposite him, and said, He said after a pause, "If you still want to treat me as a friend, then share with me those foreigners and the things they do to make things difficult for you."

"If you don't regard me as your friend, you can shut up, but I will leave immediately." He looked at the two assistants beside him.

The two young men who were devouring their food were startled for a moment, and immediately put down the food in their hands, showing an attitude of wanting to advance and retreat together with the cadres.

At this point, Garton seemed to have no better choice, so he had no choice but to speak out what he was encountering in a slightly choked tone.

In his description, Mr. Simon's first wife and children wanted to steal everything from him, including his factory, house, money, everything.

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

It doesn't matter if you don't say this. After saying this, Jiadun will be dead. However, he will not say anything nonsense at this time. He just continues to sigh, "In fact, if it doesn't work, just give them everything. I believe that with the help of With my hands, even if I don’t become a rich man like my father, I should have no problem supporting myself and my mother.”

The impulsive cadre was stunned again. At this time, it was not only related to Jiadun's own affairs, but also related to the industries in Jiadun's hands.

You know, some people in Al-Shabaab have now begun to work for Gaton, which is one of the ways Al-Shabaab attracts people.

By joining Al-Shabaab, they can have a suitable job, which is more attractive than pulling everyone to hide in the jungle and suffer, and it also allows the situation within Al-Shabaab to begin to stabilize.

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

How could such a thing happen just sitting back and watching it happen? Are we still hot-blooded Nagali youths?

Thinking of this, the impulsive cadre thought for a moment, then patted his chest and promised, "I will help you handle this matter."

At this time, Garton replied with a bit of a broken voice, "You can't handle it, they are foreigners, and now Nagaril is about to become a world dominated by foreigners, unless you..."

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

The impulsive cadre looked at Garton a few more times, said nothing 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 of his subordinates and did not stay here any longer.

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

"Yes!" Garton nodded. He glanced at the butler's doubts and said with a smile, "Actually, these people are very sensitive, just like me in the past. In order to prove to my father that I am excellent, what should I do? Everyone is willing to do it.”

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

"And there's a reason they have to do it."

At this point, Garton turned and walked towards the room. As he walked, he said, "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 others to continue to support them."

"Without the support of rich people like us, they..." Garton shook his head and stopped at the door. The butler opened the door for him. He stepped into the luxurious room and stepped on the steps of the natives. On the unused floor, there was a hint of arrogance in his tone, "...You will never accomplish anything great!"

On the other side, the impulsive cadre dismissed two younger brothers. He could see that the mood of the two subordinates was not high, which he could understand.

After all, he didn't say anything after what he said at the dinner table, 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 wanted to do a big thing alone. He wanted to kill the mother and son who threatened Garden.

It's not that he made an entirely impulsive decision, impulsiveness was part of it, but more of it started with his self-righteous thinking, as well as some hatred and disgust for these foreigners.

In the process of receiving education from the headquarters, the earliest batch of Al-Shabaab have been instilled with the concept of "all foreigners deserve to die". They always believe that foreigners should not appear in Nagaril, so the current situation should be Better.

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

These ultimately translate into impulsive decisions that drive him.

He returned to the base in the jungle outside the city alone and took out a pistol and more than a dozen bullets from his hiding place.

These are police pistols. During this turmoil, some people got several of them from nowhere, and they come 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 steps.

Garton's lack of cooperation forced them to pin their hopes on litigation. Now it seems that the only way to get back their share of the inheritance is through litigation.

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

And of course my share!

The latter sentence was said silently in the lawyer's mind. What was he running for? It was not for these cute little coins!

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

After Mengxi was injured, she was sent to the only pet hospital here. After the doctors' efforts to rescue her, they were ultimately unable to save Mengxi.

In order to avoid some troubles, she chose to be cremated, and she wanted to take Mengxi back to the country instead of being buried here.

What she is holding in her hand now is the exquisite bottle the size of a child's fist, which is actually Muncy's urn, which contains the ashes of puppies.

Without Mengxi, she felt that life had lost its color. As for what the lawyer said, she didn't care at all, and she didn't want to hear it!