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Lynch's good mood came quickly and went quickly.

Just when people were doing the most basic inspections and taking meters around Aser and his party, suddenly some riots broke out in the outermost periphery of the crowd.

These riots are spreading rapidly from the periphery to the middle. Many people who are queuing or watching the excitement have changed a lot, and soon only him and some staff are left around Aser.

A group of local people rushed over aggressively holding sticks and the like. They overturned chairs and tables blocking the road, and beat other people with sticks.

"Boss, I'm going to fix these people..." The sergeant sitting in the corner stood up with the gun in his hand. His face is not pretty. His job is to maintain stability, but obviously he can't do this. a little.

Lynch pays them much more every month than when they were in the Army. Even their family members have each got a job from the company under Lynch, if they want to.

At first they may not be very comfortable with this change, from loyal to the country to loyal to someone. After all, not long ago, they would get up at dawn every morning and sing the national anthem around the flag of the Federation. .

But now, it is not "sir" but "sir" that gives them the order, even though the two words are sometimes the same word or even the same pronunciation.

The people outside made his face uncontrollable. He told Lynch that the social environment here is very stable and that they are about to give up their farts, but the next day he embarrassed himself!

These people will really look for opportunities!

He felt cruel in his heart, and the other soldiers who joined Lynch first had a bit more embarrassment with resentment on their faces. Just when they were about to go out, Lynch raised his hand to prevent them from moving.

"No, don't show up. Don't alarm them when they don't do it. I believe that the bullets in your gun barrels will resolve disputes faster than the lagging weapons in their hands, right?"

The sergeant nodded, but they did not directly return to their positions, but asked everyone to find some suitable shooting places together.

This does not mean that they will take the lives of local people anytime and anywhere. The way to stop disputes is not only to kill one party, but also to make one party lose the ability to harm others.

Lynch just watched, calmly.

In fact, from the very beginning, he knew that such things would break out, domestic power, foreign power, ideological opposition at home and abroad, opposition in social forms, religion, belief, freedom...

There are too many things that are contrary to the local traditional culture, and some things may not be intense, such as some simple things such as living habits.

But there are also some potential problems with strong conflicts, such as religion and belief.

These problems are definitely unstoppable. Traditionally, only the upper-level things can be covered by the cover, and there has never been the lower-level things that can be covered by the cover.

The reason is simple, the base is placed here.

The problems at the top are only the individual problems of a few people. Even if the group expands a little bit, it is only a problem of a small group of people, 5% of the people.

As long as these people do not speak, the remaining 95% will become blind or deaf, and these middle- and lower-class people, 95% of the people in this society, their channels for obtaining information from the upper-level are precisely the upper-level people. People told them in person.

This also eliminates the possibility of spontaneously discovering the truth and secrets by the lower level, they have no channels at all.

As for why the lower-level problems cannot be covered up, because once these problems erupt, they will be 85%, 95% problems. As for the final 5% of people’s decisions, there will be no decisions. How important.

So Lynch knew from the beginning that the development of Nagalil could not be smooth, and it would not be the last conflict, it was only the first.

What he wants to see now is who is instructing these people behind his back, or what purpose they have.

The people who caused the riots have rushed to the core of the recruitment. Those are young people, probably in their twenties, and some children are younger.

They gradually stopped in front of Aser. They seemed to be arguing about something, and Lynch knew it soon.

The sound from outside the glass wall became louder and louder, and some local people who were still watching the excitement actually joined the group of people.

They raised their fists and waved rhythmically, chanting the "Foreigners Get Out" slogan loudly.

Watching these people behave so neatly, watching them shouting slogans that may have been formulated a few days ago, or even longer, to say that there is no one behind these people to support, no one to instigate, Lynch absolutely does not believe it.

At the same time, this will also be a big trouble, a "host" malicious to the "bad guest"!

Less than a minute later, a group of police officers ran from a distance with sharp whistles. If they were placed in the past, these people would definitely escape at this time, but this time it was very unexpected.

Especially the few people in the lead, not only did they not escape, but stood there, as if they were waiting for the police to catch them.

When the police came into contact with them, the police batons wrapped in a thin layer of rubber beat these people. They did not lie on the ground and roll around to avoid the batons as they did in the past.

Instead, they stood there stiffly, letting those batons fall on their bodies, on their heads, even if they were beaten up and battered.

It may be that these people's unexpected toughness made the police a little bit at a loss. They actually stopped attacking these people on their own initiative, standing in place with some bewilderment.

What happened suddenly was so sudden that they suddenly realized that they actually didn't have much experience and ability to deal with such unexpected situations.

These people just don't hide or avoid, just standing there, it is enough to let them go and retreat.

Lynch's expression was still plain, he knew that these policemen had done a stupid thing.

When a person on the side of justice finds that a **** on the side of evil is doing a bad thing, he can pretend to pass by without knowing anything.

But once he chooses to intervene, he must have an intuitive result, or the prevention is not thorough enough, then what he did before is far more harmful to the society than doing nothing.

In the past, people may still have some fluke in their hearts, maybe it was just that the evil was not discovered when it was breeding, but now, people will only have another feeling...

The young man in the lead suddenly raised an arm, his head was broken several times, and the blood covered his original appearance.

In the sun, among a group of wolves and ferocious policemen, some thin and sad figures still stood. Among the palpitating bright red, there was a pair of black and white eyes. He held his arms high, did not speak, even They didn't have any expressions.

He just slowly, looking at everyone's face, the policeman standing next to him took a few steps uncomfortably.

Most people were afraid to look at him, but some people withstood some kind of pressure they couldn't describe, and then slowly raised their arms.

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely depressed, and Lynch's expression finally changed.

"Is there a phone?" He turned and looked at the cafe owner who was watching the bustle not far away. He was a local. He came out of the counter and didn't know if it was the boss, just a buddy, or a boss and buddy. .

The boss and buddy nodded quickly, "Yes, sir..." He looked at Lynch, and the lips he had just closed seemed to open again, but in the end he didn't say anything.

He wanted to tell Lynch that there is an extra payment for making a call. In Nagalil, all things related to "modernization" are not cheap, such as telephones.

But he did not say that because the weapons in the hands of the foreigners around Lynch made him dare not say, he did not want to cause some misunderstandings because of a small amount of money, and he was willing to bear the extra loss, just not eventful.

Lynch called the police station, and soon a few police cars rushed over, which is not very far from the police station.

When the police chief arrived at the scene, he sorted his clothes and then his armed belt. When he saw the bewildered policemen, his face became darker.

He drew out his baton. This time it was not just the young men with blood on their heads, but even the policemen became his targets.

More police, more chaotic scenes, but it seems that some things have become different.

At the same time, in a villa a few kilometers away-it is difficult to describe it, if it is a villa, then it is obviously underestimated.

But if it is a manor or even a castle, it seems too exaggerated.

Nagalil’s worthless land allows people here to build their houses very large when they build houses, especially those who are rich, who can add bricks and tiles to their houses uncontrollably until they feel that Satisfaction so far.

This house here is like this. It occupies a very large area, and the highest place is only three floors. In fact, only one and a half masters live in the entire complex, and the rest are servants who serve them.

Simon was whispering something to a few people in the side hall. Each of them had a serious expression. The room was full of smoke. Even if the window was opened, the strong smell of smoke lingered.

Outside the door, a somewhat thin child was cautiously walking over with a tray. He is the son of Simon and the local life, but his status is not very high. This may have something to do with his mother who is not a prostitute.

Of course, it may also have something to do with him as a "hybrid." Simon doesn't like this child born to blend in with the locals.

In short, his identity is very embarrassing, he is half the owner of this house.

The status is a little higher than ordinary people, but compared to Simon, and those foreigners ~lightnovelpub.net~ it is half a head lower.

At this time Simon was discussing matters with his friends, and generally only him, Simon's biological son, was eligible to go in at this time.

Those people have been in it for a long time, and he prepared new scented tea and pastries as usual to send in.

He knew that Simon did not like him, but he believed that as long as he worked hard, he would definitely be able to change his father's mind.

The moment he opened the door, he had just yelled half of the "father" pronunciation, and a teacup hit his forehead, making him dizzy.

There was also a grumpy command in the ear, which was not like what a father said to his child.

"Get out!"

"immediately!"

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