Blackstone Code

At the darkest time in life, everyone will look for something to support themselves in the darkness.

This kind of thing does not necessarily have any special meaning. It is not like what is said in film and television works. It must be photos of certain family members or props with religious rituals.

It could be a pen, a book, a poster or even a hairpin.

People will instinctively assign special meaning to these meaningless things, such as who gave this pen, or whether it can write the power of light.

For example, this book contains touching stories that inspire people to fight tenaciously.

Another example is the beauty poster that has accompanied him for countless nights and still has her own unique smell on it. As long as it is still there, life will have some fun.

For example...a hairpin.

For young people, things given to them by others often have special meaning to them, and they also like to do so.

These things can also become the courage to sustain them in difficult times and support their continuous progress.

The audience enjoyed ninety minutes that they had never enjoyed before. Although it became dull later on, the tit-for-tat confrontation at the beginning and Euler's surrender made people feel very happy.

It was also at this time that some people realized that the man they had always thought of as a warrior - Euler, who dared to attack the upper class in society, and the host they regarded as a model of bravery, had actually become a big devil himself.

When people watch her being speechless by Lynch's criticism, people don't feel angry, they just feel happy, and they can't wait to share their feelings with others.

Under the command of the people behind the scenes, they quickly left the scene.

Lynch put the microphone on the table and was about to leave, but at this moment, Euler, who came to his senses, stopped him and asked the director to drive everyone out of the studio.

"Who are you?" Ola at this time is different from the one she was at the beginning, even a few minutes ago.

She showed a hint of weakness, and her eyes were full of fear. After the deepest secret in her heart was discovered, she had the urge to run away immediately.

But she suppressed this impulse. She had read Lin Qi's information. He was an ordinary poor boy born in an ordinary class family. It was impossible for him to know the truth about those years, let alone the impact of card issuance and card issuance on her. meaning.

She also didn't think that the last sentence Lynch asked was random nonsense without any reason. He must know something.

Having a past like that is definitely not a good memory for Ola. The fewer people who know about it, the better. She even wants to ask the devil for help to shut up Lynch, if it is worth it.

Lynch glanced at her and said softly, "I noticed a small detail. When you feel uncomfortable, you will stroke your hair on the right side. An idiot once told me that when a person is mentally unwell, If the same subconscious action occurs more than several times in a period, this action can be regarded as an important spiritual support during a person's psychological growth period."

"Some habits, once formed, will stay with you throughout your life. You may not even notice it yourself, but other people's observations can."

"For a woman, what would she have in her hair when she was young or young?" Lynch asked this question seductively, and then asked and answered himself, "hairpins."

"You are still stroking your hair, but there is no hairpin in your hair. I guess if that thing is not lost, you should put it in a safe and hidden place."

"That psychological support for you during a special period actually represents a fear that you don't want to recall. Today the fear appears and you need it again."

"That's enough!" Ola suddenly roared and dropped the things in her hands on the floor. She glared at Lynch fiercely, turned around and left quickly.

Her body was trembling slightly, and Lynch easily found the gap in her mind, inserted a crowbar, and pried open the dusty lid.

Watching her leave with her arms folded and trembling, Lynch curled his lips. He had no intention of exploring other people's inner worlds, but this bitch targeted him first.

Of course, he also wanted to thank the psychiatrist in the small room for teaching him a lot.

In fact, these things are not that complicated to talk about. They are just some careful observations, some bold conjectures, and some keen attacks, and some things will appear naturally.

This was originally just a very ordinary talk show. "Eula 90" finally achieved the guest's winning ending for the first time since its launch. This was so surprising that many people called the TV station the next day. Request a rerun as soon as possible.

In the past, people's impression of this program was that the host kept various celebrities and ladies from coming off the stage, and personally went on the stage to tear up the upper class in hand-to-hand combat, causing the celebrities to bow their heads and the ladies to cry.

Many people really like to watch it, but it is like this every time, which inevitably makes people feel a bit overly repetitive. But this time it was different. Euler failed and was almost torn into pieces, so people became interested.

The TV station also urgently arranged for a rebroadcast, and it was rebroadcast twice.

These are just common phenomena that no one pays attention to.

But there are some people who are suffering from its effects.

A farmer who runs a farm in the west is basking leisurely in the sun at this time. He has no idea how popular yesterday's TV program was. He only gets news from the outside world by going to town once a week to buy something. Newspapers learned.

He was the only one in the entire ranch. He was alone, but he was not afraid at all. He had a gun and a car. It was not too far from the town. If he was in trouble, he could hide in the basement.

The sun in winter made him feel very warm, and it was another new year.

He sighed, picked up a bottle of wine and took a sip. Under the influence of alcohol, some old memories came to mind.

He hummed a little tune, thinking about everything that had happened in the past, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his lips opened and closed slightly, "Yes, that's it... that's it!"

Suddenly, the sound of a car engine in the distance broke the tranquility of the countryside. He opened his eyes and looked towards the car, casually grabbing the gun beside him in his hand.

According to the federal special act on western states, in relatively remote places in the west, if someone approaches you actively, you can ask the other person to keep a sufficient distance from you. If the other person refuses and continues to approach you, then you can shoot the other person.

Because the west is indeed relatively remote and uninhabited, often with dozens or hundreds of kilometers of uninhabited land, where any good person can turn into a bad person in an instant.

Among the criminals in many series of cases that occurred in the West in history, when many of them were captured, their neighbors expressed disbelief because they could not imagine that some gentle and considerate people could turn into demons when no one saw them.

Therefore, the federal government introduced the "Safe Distance Act" specifically for the Western World, and at the same time promoted the legislation of the "Western Arms Act", which has greatly reduced the probability of homicides in the West, but sometimes it still happens.

The old man sat up, held the gun, and opened the safety. If the other party refused to keep a distance after getting out of the car, he would shoot.

The shotgun in his hand is not an ordinary thing, but the most advanced shotgun produced by the largest military-industrial group in the federation. It only takes one bullet to bring down an elephant, let alone a person.

He found a variegated Croft dot from his pocket. The higher nicotine content made him energetic for a moment. He stared at the car in the distance with a look of "I'm not easy to mess with."

The car slowly stopped outside the yard, and then two people got out of the car, two middle-aged men. The old man had a smile on his face. He put the gun back and stood up.

He knew these two people. They were people arranged by his brother. On the one hand, they were to protect him and give him some living expenses every once in a while. On the other hand, they were to prevent him from escaping.

After all, it was almost the day when these people came to give money.

He had a lot of smiles on his face when he thought about it. In this damn West, you couldn't even use a check, and his brother didn't allow him to withdraw money from the bank, so he had a lot of money, but he couldn't use it.

But it doesn't matter, these people will send a bag of cash every once in a while, so he can relax.

He walked over with a relaxed pace, and in a few years, when his brother retired, he could leave here.

"I thought you would come in the afternoon..." the farmer said familiarly after approaching the two of them. He also took a photo of the new car he had never seen before, "It's a nice car, how much does it cost? "

The guy who came out of the cab casually said, "Seventeen thousand yuan."

"It's not cheap, but it looks good. It's much better than my car. I'll tell the people over there to buy me one too. I want Hellfire paint!" Machinery and guns are the favorites of Westerners. Things, even if these westerners come from other places, when they come to the west, they will fall in love with these two things.

The person who spoke to him did not speak, but lowered his head and was fiddling with something. The old man came over curiously, "What are you doing?"

He was so frustrated that he was the only one in this little Gouri place. He couldn't talk to anyone and could only talk to himself.

No TV signal, no phone lines, nothing, his brother wouldn't even let him have friends and he was going crazy.

Every time these two idiots come, and every week when they go to town to buy some daily necessities, it is his favorite time, and he can communicate well with people.

As he walked closer and closer, as if he wanted to find out what the man was doing, the guy suddenly looked up at him.

The farmer was aroused by the murderous look in his eyes. He just wanted to run away, but it was already too late.

The guy who came out of the cab suddenly took a step forward. His left hand passed through his armpit and passed through his body. He grabbed his hair from behind and pulled it down. This made the farmer have to raise his head. At the same time, a handful of The dagger was inserted into his throat without any obstruction.

Death is beckoning to him!