Blackstone Code

There is a canyon on the border between York State and the next state. In a sheltered place that is not easily observed, there is a flickering fire.

A large group of young people gathered together to eat various barbecue foods, drink beer and high spirits, and play typical federal road music on the radio. Everyone had a smile on their face!

If you don't take into account their slightly strange decorations, weird hairstyles and large tattoos on their bodies, they just look like a group of young people enjoying a picnic at this moment.

But they are not really like that.

The leader sitting next to a heavy truck chewed a bullet and looked at the people reveling behind the fire. Some young girls had taken off their clothes and started the most primitive entertainment projects with some boys.

They do not belong to gangs, and they do not have too strict discipline and hierarchy like gangs. They are all free, independent individuals full of the spirit of federal freedom!

Everyone is a part of society that has been abandoned, and then they come together to form a larger individual, but they will not lose themselves.

On every trip, they would find the same kind, and then more and more people would join, eventually forming this size.

The leader is twenty-seven years old this year. He comes from a very typical federal farm family. His father operates a farm of about 600 acres, located in the western region of the federation.

His father also had a bad temper unique to Westerners. He liked to drink. If he drank too much, he would beat his wife and children.

What is even more unbearable is that his father is also interested in men. He maintains a long-term intimate relationship with a helper at home. Sometimes he will even hold parties to let the helper join in their games as a couple.

And all this did not happen in secret. The leader had witnessed it many times when he was a child. They did not care about it at all until he was fourteen years old.

His father and helpers seemed to want to drag him into the party. He began to resist, and then was beaten...

After killing his parents and helpers that morning, he lit a fire and started a new life.

He started wandering along the road, and at first he just helped others to do some work and get some food and money.

But there are not always such good people that he can meet. Someone lets him work, and when he is done, he takes out a weapon and tells him to get out.

There are also people who want to spank him and try to have a relationship with him that goes beyond friendship.

Under the temper of society, he gradually acquired his current personality and character. Starting from the first road murder, he found the direction of his growth.

The people gathered here are all wastes abandoned by society. Most of them have very unfortunate experiences. It is precisely because of this "misfortune" that they are attracted to each other and finally come together.

Only by experiencing similar things can we achieve true empathy.

They are garbage, scum, and unnecessary waste living on the fringes of society that are not accepted by mainstream society.

The only thing that can give them a sense of security is themselves and the weapons in their hands.

Everyone here has killed someone, including the girls, and most of the time they act in groups, but sometimes they act in small groups.

Some girls are responsible for stopping trucks on the side of the road. They dress simply and with their style, these girls are the favorites of truck drivers.

Ten dollars can solve some problems, which is a rare distraction for truck drivers on their tiring journeys.

But as long as the truck stops, they will only be greeted by hell, not heaven.

Everyone can kill, plunder, and rob without any psychological burden. In terms of self-perception, they even define themselves and this group as "non-humans."

If the end of the world hadn't come, they would have continued to be happy like this, killing, committing crimes, squandering, and being happy.

But the end of the world is coming. Scum and trash like them will definitely not be able to enter the shelter. They have to build their own shelter.

Then money becomes extremely important.

For this group of people who have been involved in serious crimes for a long time, it is easy to make money, but it is not easy to make big money.

They happened to have recently found a suitable place to build their shelter and also found a good opportunity in York State.

There was a very large warehouse area in the center of York State. They arranged for a girl to work in it, found the most valuable warehouse, and then robbed it.

Although more than a dozen people died in the process, they didn't care at all, and they didn't even feel sadness or pain.

That's how they are, some normal feelings are gradually fading away with every killing they do.

A car appeared in people's sight, and some people took up arms and rushed towards it, but soon they began to let loose again.

The deputy leader of the group came back, a gentle-looking guy who also wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

He looks thin and frail, but has a good brain and has always been responsible for non-combat matters.

For example, selling stolen goods, whether it was large-scale robbery, robbery, or small-scale interception, in the end those things passed through him, turned into cash, and then squandered.

They do not have a stable scope of activity and have always committed crimes along the highway. Wherever they go, their criminal activities move.

Therefore, the requirements for selling stolen goods are also very high. Fortunately, this gold-rimmed glasses is very good at selling stolen goods. He can always successfully find the place where stolen goods are sold and then solve these problems.

It's just that today, he didn't look so smooth.

"They can't give you a satisfactory price?" The leader put the salty bullet back into his pocket and pointed to the chair next to him.

The gold-rimmed glasses sighed after sitting down and did not directly answer his question, "We may have encountered a little trouble."

The leader frowned, "What's wrong?"

The gold-rimmed glasses glanced at the still indulgent crowd, and lowered his voice slightly to prevent more people from hearing, "They said those trucks belong to Blackstone Transport, and they are not willing to accept those goods, even if I lower the price by another 10%. To 20%.”

Different things sell at different prices. For example, the price of a best-selling luxury product may be slightly higher, while the price of a mass-produced industrial product will be much lower.

This time he brought a heavy truck and a trailer of goods, which were all brand-name clothing.

The gold-rimmed glasses are estimated to cost between 50,000 and 60,000 yuan, the heavy-duty truck can be sold for about 30,000 yuan, and the brand-name clothes inside can be sold for 20,000 to 30,000 yuan, depending on the negotiation ability.

But the other party just saw the heavy trucks and refused to buy them. Even if he took the initiative to lower the price to 35,000 yuan, or even 30,000 yuan, the other party was not willing to take them back.

And warned him to get out of here quickly!

The leader murmured the word "Black Stone". If there are still people who don't know what this word represents, it is obviously impossible.

Blackstone Group, Blackstone Fund, Blackstone Capital, Blackstone Security... Behind them all, there is the same man.

He shines brightly!

Almost everyone needs to look up to him, because he stands at a height that is difficult for almost everyone to reach!

Especially this time, it is said that Blackstone Group plans to build a shelter on its own, which has brought Lynch's reputation to its peak!

The leader pursed his lips hard, and his lips turned white. He did not expect that a robbery would collide with Lynch and the Blackstone Group, but he did not care very much.

"People here are unwilling to recycle, but I believe there are people who are willing to recycle."

"Go south or north and get rid of everything in the car that belongs to the Blackstone Group."

The gold-rimmed glasses nodded, "That's what I thought too. It's impossible for everyone to struggle with money. Heavy trucks can be sold for at least 70,000 to 80,000 to 100,000 yuan. We only need 40%, and the rest belongs to them." profit."

"But what I want to say is, do we... need to leave here as soon as possible?"

"This is too close to York State. Their people may have started looking for us, and those who are left behind..."

"You don't know if they're going to say something."

The leader thought for a while and felt that what the gold-rimmed glasses said was right. Although they were not afraid of death and could face death directly, they did not really desire death.

If they really wanted to die, they would have killed themselves with one shot instead of gathering together to indulge and kill.

"We'll leave at midnight, now let everyone relax."

Even these recidivist criminals who are used to killing people will be nervous and need to relax after experiencing a gun battle.

Their best ways to relax are alcohol, cigarettes and sex, which are cheap and widely available.

The gold-rimmed glasses said nothing more. The two of them sat by the campfire and watched the guys continue to indulge. Eventually, the camp fell into silence.

The smell of barbecue, hormones, and vomit wafted in the air.

Intense exercise after drinking makes many people vomit, but they don't care, it's just a part of their lives.

In his daze, the leader heard a buzzing sound passing quickly in the air, and he was awakened.

As the sound faded away, the surroundings became quiet again, "What just happened?"

The companion on guard looked at him in a daze for a while, "Maybe it's a plane?"

The leader sat as if in a daze for more than ten seconds. He suddenly realized something and began to push up the gold-rimmed glasses beside him, "Get everyone up and leave now..."

He wasn't sure if it was Lynch's plane. If it wasn't, it would be great, but what if it was?

You can't see this place from the ground, but from the air, the bonfire is the best coordinate!

Goldglasses soon realized that danger was approaching after waking up, and soon the camp became noisy.

The young guys and girls all got back in the car, and heavy trucks and various modified jeeps began to travel in a file, heading south along the interstate highway...