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Blackstone Code - Chapter 484

Published at 15th of March 2024 07:14:00 AM


Chapter 484

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"Kill these foreigners!"

The cries in the crowd became louder and louder. At the beginning, people were still a little confused. In fact, the nagarian people had no tradition of resistance, and religion always told them that patience gave them a better chance to have a good baby than revenge.

Most people don't have the potential and idea of "taking the lead". In fact, the people around them come to see the excitement and see if there are any opportunities to take advantage of it, just like they attacked Lynch's workers' residence or rushed into the rich's house not long ago.

They are very cruel to the criminal acts of their compatriots, such as petty thieves. Once these people are caught, it is basically difficult to see the police when they are alive.

But for foreigners, they do not have the courage to "kill them", because these foreigners have played the role of the third ruling class for a long time in the past, and their social and political status is far higher than that of ordinary people.

Ordinary people may dare to follow the crowd to get some benefits, but no one will dare to shout "kill them". Such words are different in nature and too dangerous.

In nagariel, the gods will forgive the crimes of the rich, but they will never let go of the poor.

But at this moment, someone shouted out and seemed to plan to do so.

A young nagarian climbed up the wall of the rich family. His face was full of anger. He waved his fist and shouted with all his strength, "rush in, kill these foreigners and get back everything that belongs to us!"

Although he was soon knocked over by the random stick, the second man appeared and the third man showed something that had never appeared on people's faces.

"It's not our people." the leader of the youth party in MengWu Province, who had hurried in, looked a little dignified. He squatted on the crown of a tree more than 20 meters away.

The view here is good. You can clearly see more than half of the rich people's houses and more and more compatriots.

There are also some backbone members of the Youth Party sitting beside him, and there are also their people under the tree.

Since they heard that a foreigner tortured and killed a domestic maid, they actively followed up the matter and rushed to the scene at the first time.

But unexpectedly, there are people faster than them, those who are taking the lead in attacking the rich house.

Before they could not find these people from the crowd, but now they have been exposed.

It is precisely because these people are not members of the Al Shabab, and young people who are not tall feel that things are in some trouble.

He is well aware of the virtues of the natives of nagary, that is, his compatriots. They will never and dare not do such things, let alone loot the house of another rich man before - their hands are empty. As the first people to rush into the house, they should get more than others.

When they have something, they should not continue to make trouble. Instead, they should quickly go home and hide it. After the storm has passed, they can sell it to those dealers who collect stolen goods on the nearby black market to make a sum of money.

This is almost a kind of unspoken tradition and rules. Everyone is doing this. As for being caught, we can only say that we admit bad luck. If we are not caught, we will make a windfall.

But these people didn't. their hands were empty and they didn't take anything. The anger on their faces was too exaggerated and their actions were... Too purposeful. They weren't members of the Al Shabaab. There was a problem. There must be a problem!

Another young man sitting next to him didn't feel anything, and his face showed some excited smiles, "it doesn't matter whether it's our people or not. I admire them for their courage and determination. We should put them in the organization!"

He said, still a little ready to move, "this kind of thing can't just make others stand out, we should also rush up. This is a good opportunity for people to understand us!"

The popularity of Al Shabaab is not very high. Young people who are not tall think that this is not the best time. Before they get some "real things", it is better not to be too arrogant.

This will attract the attention of local officials, religions and the third ruling class, and they have destroyed two temples. Now some Dharma guardians are tracking them down.

So he didn't immediately agree, but was thinking and weighing. In the process, he saw those people climb over the courtyard wall and open the door from inside. People rushed into the courtyard like a tide under the leadership of several people, and the thugs responsible for driving people were dispersed and submerged by the crowd.

His companions jumped down from the tree directly. After landing, they bared their teeth and looked up at him. "Let's go too. It's time for people to know us!"

The leading young man, who was not tall, was still hesitant. He watched those people rush into the house. His companion's voice "it's too late if you don't go again" came to his ears. He bit his teeth and jumped down from the tree.

In fact, not only his cadre, but also others looked at him excitedly. They had a desire to do great things, but they didn't know that the youth party was not strong enough. It would hurt them if they rashly shouldered some responsibilities that didn't belong to them.

Looking at these companions, the young man said a little differently, "our battlefield is not here. Remember what I told you before, what we want is their industry and their wealth, not killing them to vent their anger!"

"It's easy to kill them, but their property will be confiscated by the government. You should be well aware of our... The virtues of those people. I ask you to go to other places immediately and help them make a decision before the situation expands further!"

He looked at everyone around him. "I have a hunch that it will make a big deal. Maybe you're right, let's start!"

Some big trends are irresistible. In fact, he is also very confused now. He can feel that a trend is rapidly promoting. Even he can feel that some people are "helping" them, but this feeling is not very good.

As for what's wrong, he doesn't know. The only thing he can do now is to speed up the plan. Their original plan was to let those foreign businessmen who were ready to flee die on the way out of nagaril, so that their children, or their local families in nagaril, can inherit their wealth.

This includes all things that can be inherited, such as cash and assets. The wealth of these rich people must be inherited in order to better return to people's hands.

Otherwise, the government will find various reasons to confiscate the property and then drive out the people living in it, which they often do.

This should not be too long, but it will not happen now. There are still some arrangements, but it's too late.

More and more people are coming from all directions. Some people have begun to rush to the yard next door. The police who appear in time every time do not appear until now. All this indicates that a storm is forming!

At the same time, Mr. Simon, who has almost cleaned up, just waiting for someone to take over his property and leave immediately, also learned the news from some sources.

He immediately asked the housekeeper to close all the doors. Then he took a shotgun and sat in the study with the least windows.

He was a little nervous. One of his friends just talked to him in panic and said that the locals were crazy. They were frantically attacking his house. The noisy environment made him unable to hear what the other party said. Then, after a dull sound like the sound of a fracture, everything was calm.

But soon, a common language with a local accent sounded on the phone - "you're next, sir!"

Mr. Simon was very frightened. After the call, he ran to the edge of the yard and looked out. There were some locals in the street who didn't belong here.

It must be said here that foreigners have their own neighborhoods and communities. The foreigner neighborhoods and communities in each city of nagary are very prosperous and lively places, but there are not many nagary people in these places.

Because of the high consumption here, ordinary nagali people are not qualified to appear here at all. The police will also help the rich people block those who may come in to beg or steal, and block them outside the community.

When simply looking at the environment in the community, sometimes people don't think it will be nagaril, but also think it is in their own country.

Everything is so beautiful, quiet, there is no smell, and I can't see the ragged nagary people.

But now, there are already outside, and it seems that there are more and more.

Mr. Simon cursed the police who should have beaten and expelled the locals with a stick and didn't let them in. He gave up the idea of leaving immediately.

He doesn't have the courage to hurt others before others hurt him. He is still a law-abiding person, so he suspects that he will be stopped if he drives. Now hiding at home has become the best choice.

He picked up the shotgun he was hunting and sat in his study. He was strange and checked everything about the shotgun, bullets.

Any movement in his ear can make him a little panic.

He looked out of the window. There seemed to be some quiet voices outside. He picked up the phone and wanted to call the police station number again, but this time, there was no busy tone in the receiver.

The phone line was cut off?

He was a little frightened and more nervous. He shouted the housekeeper's name. Soon, the door of the study opened.

"Master..."

"I'm a little thirsty. Also, send someone to check why our telephone line is broken. In addition, are there many people on the road outside?", he wiped the sweat on his temples, "I think it's a little noisy. It wasn't like this before."




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