This is an old man who can return to God's arms anytime, anywhere. Lynch looked at him, held his hand, and told him again—

"You'll be fine for sure!"

This time the high priest didn't refute or explain why he didn't believe it, he looked at the other door in the bedroom.

Lynch followed his eyes and looked over, only then did he notice that there were some quarrels in the room.

When he turned around, the high priest's face turned pale again.

This also made the tattoos on his face stand out a lot.

Dilapidated, incomplete, dim, and a little scary and hideous!

"The only thing I'm worried about now is my child!"

"You know, I'm here, and I've lived to this day for them."

"But obviously the two women and their families didn't realise that and they tried to use him to blackmail me."

When he said this, the high priest's mood fluctuated a little. He suddenly began to gasp for breath, and the medical equipment in the room began to chirp frantically.

The doctor who was hiding from his family next door quickly returned to the room, and the people who were arguing in the other room seemed to have stopped, and they opened the door expectantly.

There was even a snarky voice shouting, "Is the old thing dead?"

Lynch looked back at them. Most of these people knew Lynch, and all of them showed expressions that they didn't know what to do, like ducks with their throats strangled!

The doctor gave the high priest an injection, and the high priest's breathing gradually became smoother.

The doctor looked at him with indifference in his eyes. There was no pity or pity, but the expression he revealed let Lynch know that the time for the high priest was running out.

The housekeeper brought water for the high priest. After the high priest recovered, he took a sip, and then said with a smile, "It's a bit of a surprise, I defeated the **** of death again!"

He laughed and laughed, very proud, but he quickly coughed twice and didn't dare to laugh anymore.

His spirit is actually pretty good.

He glanced at Lynch, then at those who had nothing to do with him, and waved at a child.

A little boy with slightly darker skin, cheekbones and browbones similar to those of the high priest timidly let go of his mother's hand and walked over.

The high priest reached out and stroked his head, then looked at Lynch, "The only thing I can't let go of is him."

"I don't know how his mother and others would use him and hurt him, just for the money."

"If I can, I'd rather let him live a happy life than that money!"

"But I know that this is the Federation, and it won't work without money here..."

The high priest paused for a while, gasping for breath.

Continued talking made him weaker, the toxins accumulated in his body in his youth were rapidly eating his life, and his multiple organs were rapidly failing.

After a while, he continued, "I'll give you all the money..."

He glanced at the housekeeper, and then the housekeeper hurriedly left the room.

The little boy's mother and some other people started to quarrel. The voices grew from small to big. They didn't care about Lynch or not, they cared about the money of the high priest!

"Shut them up."

Lynch frowned and ordered, "Throw them out!"

The two bodyguards turned around and walked in front of those people, "Mr. Lynch asked you to leave, you'd better do it!"

At this time, a young man gritted his teeth and seemed to want to rush over, but unfortunately he was not the opponent of these bodyguards.

The room suddenly became a little noisy, and Lynch became even more impatient, "Break their legs, and I will let the Legal Department settle these lawsuits."

This year, the pension has just exceeded 9,755 yuan. This is because after the outbreak of the war, it was passed so that the soldiers would have no worries.

Of course, in addition to this money, the families of the fallen soldiers can also receive a salary for the fallen soldiers from the federal military for a total period of 20 years!

At this time, breaking a leg would cost 5,000 yuan.

On the contrary, it is necessary to hire a lawyer to file a lawsuit. It is possible that the money that Lynch pays them in the end is not enough for them to pay the lawyer's fee!

If you have money, you can do whatever you want. This is the Federation!

It's fair as long as you have the money.

Also very free, as long as you have money!

As soon as Lynch opened his mouth, the bodyguards started to act, and soon the people in the room were cleared out.

At the same time, the housekeeper walked in with several lawyers.

They also brought tape recorders, video recorders, and people from the Justice Department.

Because of what comes next, we need them.

After the farce just now, the high priest rested for a while, and apparently regained some physical strength.

He looked at Lynch, "I'm going to set up a fund and put all my money in it, that's the only thing I can do for him!"

"After he is 20 years old, if he is a self-disciplined person, has no bad habits, and has never committed a crime, he has his own arrangements for the money, and one-third of the money can be given to him!"

"But if he is a **** who can't even do self-discipline and is full of bad habits, then according to the agreement, give him some pocket money every month, and add his children to the list of beneficiaries of the fund..."

He paused for a while and breathed a while, "I will entrust this money to you, Lynch, I only trust you!"

His hand suddenly tightened, clasping Lynch's hand tightly, as if eager for him to agree!

Lynch glanced at the little boy who was standing by the bed and didn't understand anything, but he was obviously about to cry. He nodded, "I promise you."

The high priest held his hand tightly and released it at once, a smile appeared on his face, his complexion became better, and he could even smile again.

The housekeeper gave Lynch the power of attorney, and Lynch directly asked the lawyers to call the Blackstone Legal Department.

It only took ten minutes for the Legal Department to determine that if the contract was as written on paper, there would be no problem.

There were audio and video recordings of the scene, as well as people from the Justice Department, and the Blackstone Legal Department believed that Lynch could sign the document.

After the high priest watched Lynch sign, he could even do it himself.

The doctor wanted to say something, but in the end said nothing.

The people in the judicial office also notarized the power of attorney, which already has legal effect.

"Mr. Lynch, from now on, all the property under this gentleman's name will be entrusted to the Blackstone Fund for operation..."

They reiterated the content of the agreement, and after both parties confirmed that there was no problem, they signed a letter of credit signed by the three parties.

Lynch can use this money and all other non-monetary medium wealth, including the estate, without any signed consent from the high priest.

He could rent it out, or turn it into a business, or even change its ownership!

After signing the documents, everyone else left, and Lynch was still in the room.

The high priest touched the child's head and told him to go out and call everyone else in.

During this process, the high priest looked at Lynch calmly, "I'm dying, I can feel it."

"I thought I would die in the deep seas of Nagalil, but I didn't think I would end up in a Commonwealth cemetery."

"If there really is a god, will he be angry?"

Lynch also joked, "I thought that was the passage to the kingdom of God!"

He was talking about the deep sea off the coast of Nagalil. All the high priests believed that as long as they sank to the bottom of the sea in their golden coffins, they would eventually cross a border, enter the kingdom of God, and continue to worship the gods, immortal!

They all believed it to be true!

The high priest asked with a smile, "You believe this too?"

This rhetorical question caught Lynch by surprise, and he was dumb but didn't know how to answer.

The high priest laughed again, and so did Lynch.

Smiling and smiling, those people outside the door all came in.

A few people limped while walking. Although Lynch said he would break their legs, the bodyguards were more or less merciful.

The smile on the high priest's face all restrained, "I gave everything I have to Lynch. If this child can grow up healthy, he still has a chance to get the money."

"But if he becomes a jerk, a criminal, a vulgar and stupid person, then he gets nothing."

"I know you guys want a good life, so you better make sure he grows up healthy and not a jerk!"

"Every month, he can get a sum of money that is enough for him and you to live!"

Saying that, the high priest looked at another woman and her brother and possibly uncles and the like, "We had an agreement before, and it will not change because of this."

"That's a contract."

"I have given you the money, but you have not been able to give birth to a child for me, so our relationship has long since ended and is simpler."

"I have prepared one hundred thousand yuan for you."

Lynch frowned and stretched out again.

In fact, he has some responsibility for this.

Before the high priest said that he wanted his own child, Lynch arranged for someone to find a girl who was willing to give him a child.

This kind of thing is not too special in the Federation. The affirmative action of "I can use my body how I want" has not passed.

It is entirely up to women to decide who to give birth to.

It's just that Lynch didn't expect that ~lightnovelpub.net~ has not ended yet, which made him somewhat dissatisfied.

entrusted inhuman dissatisfaction.

With Lynch there, these people wanted to be noisy, but they didn't dare to be too presumptuous. The high priest told them all to leave and took their children with them.

After everyone left, he lay back on the bed, looked at the blue sky outside the window, and thanked Lynch for coming.

He hoped that in the next few days, he would be able to leave quietly and decently.

Less than a week later, on the fifth day after Lynch and the high priest met, the high priest died in the night.

Died of multiple organ failure complications, the hospital did not even rescue, because it is meaningless.

Rescue can only make his death a little more painful, nothing else can be done!

At the funeral, Lynch met Drager.

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