Blackstone Code

In the room, Jane sat on the sofa and watched TV uneasily. Next to her sat a man she knew but was very afraid of.

The other party actually seemed very personable, gentle, and handsome, but she was just scared!

Because of this man and his deeds, he has become increasingly known to people as the younger generation of Sabine City grows up!

Brothers Grimm!

This name is like an invisible net over Sabine City. Whether they know them or just know this name, they are all afraid of them.

Some people say that the Brothers Grimm had a deep pit specifically used to bury corpses in Sabine City, with countless corpses stacked in layers.

Some people also say that they killed tens of thousands of people in Sabine City!

These rumors are getting more and more outrageous!

But it is undeniable that the Brothers Grimm had a great influence on the city of Sabine and even the state of York!

Noel ate fresh fruit and watched the news program on TV. He sometimes behaved not like a gang leader at all, but more like a capitalist or middle class who paid attention to current political news.

He watches the daily news and reads a lot of newspapers.

Ever since he killed the masthead, he never thought that one day he would take the initiative to buy a newspaper and read most of the contents carefully!

"Sorry, can you smoke here?" Noel suddenly turned to look at Jane and made a somewhat apologetic request.

"Ah?" Jane was stunned for a moment, "Ah! Yes, you can, of course, why not?"

Little Michael smoked and would smoke at home. In fact, there was a faint smell of cigarette smoke in the house, but Noel still asked.

He is also a "civilized person" now, and a civilized person should have the dignity of a civilized person.

"Thank you!" Noel responded, took out a cigarette and lit it, "Do you want one?"

Jane hesitated for a moment, then took one, and Noel lit it for her.

At this moment, the door to the room opened, and Michael walked in with an ugly face.

Noel looked back at him and said with a smile, "Wait a moment, the news will be over soon!"

The news is currently broadcasting about Connor being falsely accused of defamation, and it is also mentioned that some people who maliciously spread rumors have been caught.

In an interview, Connor suggested that these people were not the real masterminds and suggested that the Department of Justice fine them a sum of money and let them leave.

And this attitude has also won the appreciation of many people.

After all, everyone hopes that rulers will be tolerant!

At least when you make a mistake, you have the opportunity to enjoy his tolerance instead of being harsh or even cold!

"You shouldn't have come..."

Michael wanted to say something, but he shut his mouth when Jane's scream stopped mid-scream.

A cold object was pressed against his head. Noel made a gesture of silence, glanced at Jane and Michael, and continued to watch the news intently.

After being cleansed, Noel and Fern are now considered outstanding capitalists. Their own worth is already 70 to 80 million.

And next year it will easily reach hundreds of millions, and may even exceed 200 million.

They established a gambling company and joined the Slem Industry Committee relying on Lynch's relationship. They could serve as a peripheral company for Slem Gambling and undertake various bets across the federation.

Not everyone can go to Slem and place bets, and not everyone knows how to open an account at a partner bank and place bets over the phone.

Some people don't really believe in telephone betting, and they believe more in buying vouchers to participate, which gives peripheral bookmakers a chance to survive.

Between 20 and 70 percent of their net profits from gambling must be handed over to the Slem Industry Council, and the rest is theirs.

Because of Lynch's relationship, the Brothers Grimm only need to pay 40% of their net profits every year.

The reason why Lynch puts this ratio here is to avoid making a bad start, such as paying less or no money to the outside world, which will harm everyone's interests!

The gambling industry is a special industry in the federal government, not an illegal industry, so the Brothers Grimm are basically unlikely to be caught for crimes in the future - if they are not caught committing crimes!

After watching the news for more than twenty minutes, Noel rubbed his eyes and exhaled deeply.

He turned to look at Jane, "I'm sorry to disturb your rest. I'll have someone give you a small gift later to express my apology."

He stood up and looked at Michael, "The boss wants to see you."

Michael's face was ashen, "Lynch?"

Noel tilted his head and thought for a moment, then laughed, "You should call him 'Mr. Lynch', Michael, this is so funny!"

Michael clearly had hatred for Lynch, but it was no longer obvious at this point.

Over the years in prison, he had seen a lot of news about Lynch, especially since Mr. Trueman came to power, Lynch would always appear in the news.

At that time, he knew that this revenge would never be avenged in this life.

And if he still has the idea of ​​​​revenge, it is very likely to usher in a catastrophic ending!

He didn't intend to retaliate against Lin Qi and just pretended that nothing happened. But what he didn't expect was that Lin Qi would actually take the initiative to see him.

He didn't know how to deal with it, he was a little uneasy and even felt scared.

But he had no choice but to face it.

"He is in Sabine City?"

Noel stood up and put on his coat, "No, he is waiting for you in Bupen..."

Like it or not, Michael followed Noel into the car and disappeared into the night.

At around eight o'clock, little Michael returned home exhausted. There were only two producers in the pizza shop, one in charge of the morning and one in charge of the evening.

Let’s just say I’m tired from work. I’m basically not very busy in the afternoon.

But let’s just say I’m not tired, starting from five o’clock until eight o’clock, I can’t stop for a moment.

When he walked into the room, he smelled the smell of smoke in the living room, a very good smell.

They are always very good at gimmicks. They make the smoke emitted by cigarettes have various flavors to please the middle and upper classes of society.

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Some upper-class people refuse cigarettes because they don't like the smell of smoke everywhere in their homes, which actually has a negative impact on cigarette sales.

But it's different now. The smell it emits is no longer that unpleasant smell, but has many other flavors and is not strong.

The more high-end cigarettes are, the lighter and better they smell.

As far as he knew, Jane, and his father, could not afford to smoke such expensive cigarettes.

He called out "Jane" and asked her who was coming.

Jane ran out of the bedroom, still looking a little scared, "Noel is here, the Noel from the Brothers Grimm, he took Michael away..."

Little Michael was stunned for a while, cursed "hell", and then picked up the phone to call the police.

But the receiver he picked up was in his hand, and the hand that turned the dial stopped.

Calling the police, will it work?

Sabine City is full of people who are related to the Brothers Grimm and Lynch. The place is run by Lynch like an iron bucket without any gaps.

If they call the police here, the police over there may arrest them for reporting false police reports. This kind of thing is not new in the Federation!

He hesitated and dialed his mother's number. If anyone could save Michael, it was his mother.

Little Michael's mother was reading a bedtime story to her child. Her and Johnson's son was over eight years old and in elementary school.

His superior family environment made him, like some middle-class families, have the habit of listening to stories before going to bed.

The woman sat on the bedside, stroking his hair and reading stories from the storybook.

The boy's eyes gradually became heavy and he could no longer open them.

When she finished reading the last sentence, the boy had already entered a dream.

The sound of footsteps outside the door made her turn around. Johnson stood outside the door and made a "phone" gesture.

The woman quietly tucked the quilt away, turned off the bedside lamp, and left the room.

"Whose call is this late?"

The woman has never worked in these years, so she is not the type to work!

When Johnson was still the director of the Contraband Bureau, he asked her to try to be his secretary, but she messed up a lot of work.

In the end, Johnson could only let her stay at home as an ordinary consultant.

But even so, she can get a salary of more than 600 yuan a month from the Contraband Investigation Bureau.

The new director didn't care, because Johnson handed over the power cleanly and without any reservation.

In return, he turned a blind eye to the woman's behavior.

As long as no one reports it, he won't manage it.

After all, Johnson's cleverness saved him a lot of time and energy, and the people above him also greatly appreciated his ability to control the situation as quickly as possible.

Johnson said "Little Michael," and the woman frowned, but still walked to the living room.

She didn't have much contact with Michael Jr., who she left with Michael's mother to raise after she and Johnson moved away.

On the contrary, the relationship between her and Johnson is deeper. After all, they get along day and night, even if it is not love, it is family affection.

"Hey, what's the matter?" She turned around, her back to Johnson.

"Mom, dad is back, but he was captured by Lynch's people!"

"Can you talk to Uncle Johnson...?"

For a moment, there seemed to be a stream of blood rushing to the top of her head, and her heart skipped a beat. She was stunned for a while before asking for some details.

To Michael...she didn't know what to say.

Very mixed emotions.

If she had been resisting Johnson, she might feel better at this time, but in fact, for the sake of a better life, she obeyed Johnson with almost no refusal.

Ten seconds later, she looked back at Johnson, who was standing at the edge of the restaurant smoking a cigarette, and replied, "I... got it, I'll ask him."

She held the phone and turned to look at Johnson, "Michael is back, but was captured by Lynch. Can you... talk to him and don't hurt him?"