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Blackstone Code - Chapter 1252

Published at 15th of March 2024 06:30:02 AM


Chapter 1252

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Lynch is a very talkative man.

When he was in that small place, someone asked him how he got in. After all, those who can get in must have something extraordinary.

Some are born well, but they just go the wrong way.

Some people are naturally smart and can easily deduce the occurrence of events.

Some people are good at imitation. No matter who or what, they can easily imitate it.

Someone thought Lynch was ordinary and asked him what he was good at.

He told the man that he was best at persuading others.

In Lynch's words, the new generation of nobles were full of confidence. They chatted happily, and everyone seemed very relaxed.

However, Lynch knows that these are illusions. They already have the most basic element of nobility, that is "acting".

It can be said that it is the most basic and must be mastered ability of nobles not to easily show their emotions on their faces and eyes.

They may be able to deceive themselves, but they can't deceive Lynch. When they should be very nervous, they are so relaxed. It's too fake.

This is also where these new generation nobles are not mature——

You can't always let others see the beautiful side you disguise. Sometimes you have to let others see your true face!

Fake things, sometimes, even if they are the same as real ones, lack the sense of reality and the impact of reality!

Lynch watched everyone perform with a glass of wine. He was waiting for a phone call.

When the evening was approaching dinner and everyone was a little tired, the telephone rang suddenly.

Some noisy rooms became quiet in an instant. The little count looked at Lynch, who nodded slightly.

He took a deep breath and picked up the phone. "This is..." he gave his name.

In fact, he doesn't need to do that. Can the person who calls him at this number not know who will pick up the call in the end?

No, they know.

He said his name, just want to affirm himself in a sense, this is a very special and complex state of mind.

On the other end of the phone is the Duke of Phoenix.

"Your opponent refused the peace talks. I don't care what happened between you."

"But I must warn you not to go too far. I said the same thing to that side."

"Leave the rest to yourself!"

With that, the Duke hung up the phone. He felt bored.

At such an important moment, a group of people actually want to fight inside. After overthrowing the royal rule, he will reorganize the noble group.

As for the old aristocrat... He is also very unhappy. He is an old aristocrat with a long family history. Now he shows such a young decision in the face of some small problems.

There has been no struggle between nobles for decades, which seems to have degraded some people.

The real nobility has never been a royal award!

The Royal bestowed canonization will never be a real aristocrat!

In fact, as long as we trace back to history, we can find that none of those hereditary nobles are easy to provoke.

The ancestors of each family had a large number of people and large territory, so that the emperor felt dangerous and had to give them more privileges to appease them.

A "country within a state" such as Grand Duchy and principality can better explain the situation.

Maybe it's time for those people to wake up what's deposited in their bones!

On the other hand, the little count was not surprised to get the result, which was what they wanted most.

Instead of going to the last Privy Council, after overthrowing the royal family, the nobles carried the posture and momentum of the victor to "kill" from the island to ammeria and fight an unfair "war" with them.

It's better to rely on the help of the royal family when they haven't won. Let alone press down these old aristocrats, at least let the other party feel their tenacity and their determination to fight in order to defend their power!

A nobleman took out a piece of material and laid it on the table. This is a map of the imperial capital, marked with various stores and icons, and letters in different colors to distinguish their uses.

Such a map is inaccessible to ordinary people!

"Here, here, here and here are their main industries, especially here..." the noble pointed to a blue building near the central area of the imperial capital.

"This is the financial company of the old count's family. On the third floor, the first and second floors are their leather stores..."

Leather goods was not a "inferior" job in gavra, but also in the middle ages and even ancient times. It can be said that leather goods were pure upper class work in ancient times, and people engaged in this industry were also admired.

At that time, there were very few people who could tanning leather, and even fewer people who could turn leather into leather goods. In the era of frequent wars, leather goods were very important equipment.

In a fairy tale, a God King was reincarnated into human society. Before awakening his divine power, he was sent by his parents to learn the craft of a cobbler and become a shoemaker!

In gavra, a high-end formal dress may cost two or three thousand yuan, the more ordinary one.

A good pair of riding boots alone may cost tens of thousands of yuan!

A leather goods store and a financial company are enough to cause at least millions of losses, which can definitely make their flesh ache for a while!

"What we have to do is revenge, not killing."

"Rush in, drive people out first, make sure there is no one inside, and then set fire to it!"

Lynch watched these nobles arrange their action plans. In fact, the idea of the little count was to set a fire directly and burn the house and people!

It's not surprising that he is still young. He is impulsive and has a strong sense of revenge.

Lynch is not a young man. He knows the difference between dead people and no dead people.

An irreparable, an easy way to find an excuse.

He instructed several people, who nodded and said yes.

This is not the work of one person, but the work of a group of people. As soon as they come up, they have to give each other a great pressure, making them feel that "if they don't find someone to help themselves, they will lose".

Only in this way will the fighting group continue to expand and eventually affect most of the Privy Council!

Only in this way can the royal family and the royalists stand with them and provide them with more convenience!

Then Lynch looked at the little count, "you take some people to stop their people, and arrange some people to take pistols, but those with pistols don't fight."

"They're just in case."

"Let others take sticks and use sticks to solve our enemies. As long as we don't kill them, everything else is not a problem..."

One by one, Lynch arranged everything properly, and even arranged someone to steal the boat!

Yes, Kipling stole the boat. Now the little count has to take it back with interest!

In the end, Lynch looked at these people who couldn't help themselves, smiled and said to them, "finally, I ask you to carry the flags. From today on, we want to let the island and even the world know us!"

"This is our time!"

At more than 6 p.m., it is the peak of work. Even if the cold current strikes, the streets are full of people hurrying home.

After a tired day's work, they miss the crispy potato chips, juicy fish chops and beer that can make people relax at a sip more than ever!

No one wants to stay on the road for even one second!

At this time, seven or eight cars quickly stopped outside a very bright leather store, and then a large number of people got out of the car.

These people were wearing black hooded cloaks. Their faces could not be seen in the dark. With sticks in their hands, they acted quickly and forcefully and directly rushed to the leather store.

Since the first glass was smashed, everyone on the roadside was stunned!

This may be the first time that most people have seen such undisguised violence. Those people in black beat shop assistants and guests with sticks and expelled people

A shop assistant rushed into a roadside telephone booth, his body trembling slightly.

He was just selling two customers a set of horse harness (saddle, horse armor, horse helmet, bridle, etc.) worth nearly 100000. As a result, several people rushed in and beat him not only with sticks, but also with customers.

He suspected that his arm had been broken, his left hand could not be lifted up, and his body trembled with fear.

He clamped the receiver with his head and shoulder and quickly dialed the police station, but at the moment when the phone was connected, one hand suddenly pressed on the plug spring!

The sound in the receiver disappeared!

He turned around trembling. He felt something hit his head and lost consciousness in a moment.

Not knowing how long, the clerk woke up from a coma and suffered a heavy blow to his head. He temporarily lost his ability to balance his body.

At this time, he stood up shakily holding the telephone booth. Before he could distinguish the environment at this time, he was attracted by the fire outside the telephone booth!

The blazing flame devoured his workplace at work, and the flame licked out of every window, just like in the world of indecent assault!

The water from the hose of the fire engine seemed to have no effect on such a terrible fire, and the people on the roadside looked at it foolishly.

Watching its fire getting bigger and bigger, watching it burn everything away.

There is a special smell in the air. It's a bit pungent. It's the smell of money!

If the fire brings people any positive power, it may be the temperature it brings when burning, which makes the temperature nearby seem to have risen several degrees!




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