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In the end, Lynch gave up the idea of ​​making up the girl’s money. Thirty thousand yuan is not a very large amount of money. The brokerage company will only feel that the donation is less after knowing that it will not feel that the donation is too much. .

To be able to catch Lynch's line, as long as Lynch can support them even once, 300,000 is not too small.

The turmoil has continued, and on the third day of the turmoil, the entire province has been in chaos.

On the fifth day of the turmoil, some cities in other provinces also began to have turmoil. At the end of October, the whole of Nagalil except for the royal capital was basically in turmoil.

This turmoil came very quickly, with traces of man-made promotion, and at the same time exposed a brand new organization that people had never thought of before, the Nagalil Youth Party.

Almost every city and every province has the Nagalil Youth Party, and they have led some "changes."

In this huge turmoil, the Al-Shabaab has put forward a slogan that has received widespread support, that is, "Be responsible for yourself, and make decisions for yourself."

This slogan is not as loud, gimmick, and so nice like some other slogans, but it is more provocative. Many people, especially young people, are moved by these people and their slogans and joined Nagalil. Youth Party.

Soon this slogan evolved into a second and further content, "Be responsible for one's own future and take charge of one's own destiny." For a time, the Al-Shabaab quickly developed and expanded at an unimaginable speed during the turmoil. .

"We want to curb this unrest."

At the end of October, on October 22, nearly two weeks have passed since Lynch’s birthday, and the whole of Nagalil was in a very strange state of disorder.

The governments everywhere seem to be paying no attention to this chaos. They just tell the people in the newspapers that everything will be okay, but there are no substantive further measures.

More tycoons are disappearing fast, and foreigners, locals, and even slightly wealthy families have become targets of attacks.

After a brief carnival-like action, the Nagalil Al-Shabaab headquarters, which has initially made its name, has conveyed a message to all branches in the province, and the turmoil must be quelled as soon as possible!

A chaotic Nagalil is of no benefit to the poor or the rich. Chaos can only bring destruction, not a positive side.

After the news reached the Mengwu province, the young and upright youth party leader of the Mengwu province convened the meeting.

Now they are no longer the little organization that has no strength and needs to hide themselves in the dense forest outside the city. They have grown and become a force that cannot be ignored.

At this time, they were sitting in the former house of Mr. Simon, a luxurious house, which they could not imagine in the past.

You must know that just half a month ago, they were not allowed to approach these houses, let alone use their mud-wrapped shoes or barefoot on the turf and walked into the room.

Now, they are sitting on the soft sofa sipping beverages that only the masters can enjoy, smoking cigarettes imported from abroad and Kolov from the Federation, life is really full of surprises everywhere!

The short young man poked his finger on the coffee table and made an "aggressive" sound, which also made other people's attention somewhat distracted. He reiterated his request again, "We must end the turmoil as soon as possible!" "

Mr. Simon's child..., he now has a name called Garton, which is the name Mr. Simon gave to the boy according to the custom of the place where he was born.

After he watched the "gangster" shot and killed his father, he wanted to change the name for a while, because he felt that the name was left on his body for him... He couldn't describe that feeling.

There is fear, humiliation, hatred, and nostalgia for the past and longing for the past.

But he gave up again. He wanted to prove to Mr. Simon, who had returned to the embrace of the gods, that his excellence was never matched by his brother who had never met. He would prove that he was Mr. Simon's best son. , So he kept the foreign name, Garton, or Gordon.

When locals pronounce the name "Gordon" in a lingua franca with a local accent, the pronunciation is more biased towards "Gardon", so it is okay to say Gordon and Gordon. This is already a combination of two cultures. The new name was born.

Garton sat next to the small young man, and he matured quickly in less than two weeks.

His temperament has also changed a lot, unlike the past. Although a little sad and pessimistic, he is still a youthful, lively, and sunny young man.

At this time, he looked a little gloomy, a little difficult to touch, and his slightly sunken eye sockets gave him a gloomy feeling, and he was a little crippled after being stared at for a long time.

He seldom speaks at such meetings. Today, he seems to have some doubts, "We can take the opportunity to get more substantial benefits, why should we end it so early?"

During this period of time, the local Al-Shabaab has "helped" eight merchant families with foreign backgrounds and protected their heirs from harm. Although their fathers suffered accidents, this is a blessing in misfortune.

They can do a little more and take the assets of those who don't cooperate by cleverly taking over. This is much simpler than competing in the future.

And the stronger the foundation is now, the greater the chances of winning will be when competing with the Federation in the future.

It's ridiculous to say that in this turmoil, the Federation has almost no loss!

These people from the Al-Shabaab have also brought some people to attack the Federalists’ station in the wharf or warehouse area, but it is a pity that they were strongly resisted, and the Federalists did not hesitate to shoot them and take them there. , A activist called a "mob" by the media.

Everywhere they left a dozen or so, as many as dozens or hundreds of corpses and left helplessly. This also caused the Federation to consume some bullets without any substantial damage. .

This movement that shouldn’t have broken out eventually only cleaned up Nagalil’s internal relations and a small number of foreign businessmen in the Preton period. It did not hinder the real federal people who planned to invade here in a more gentle way. .

If you want to fight against these powerful federations, at present, you can only follow the rules and defeat them in business.

Under the influence of ears and eyes, Garton has more or less experience in this aspect. As a child who always wants to prove himself, he is much smarter than Mr. Simon imagined.

With the help of the Al-Shabaab, to strengthen oneself, this is Garton's idea.

The short young man was silent for a moment, then shook his head, "We continue to make trouble now, and we are only targeting our own people. Our enemy is not ourselves, but those foreigners."

"Destruction cannot make our nation and country prosperous. We must be alert to these federal people, but we must also use their power to develop ourselves."

"Originally, we didn't think about this unrest, so it should be over now."

In fact, there are deeper reasons for this. The real top ruling class has not yet started, and the various clans are entrenched in their own territory like old dogs, and they will not shake the status of these people. No matter what is going on outside, they will treat them. It doesn't matter to say.

Now they are just waiting and watching. If the unrest cannot be quelled now, once they start to end, the current growing scale and momentum of the Al-Shabaab will become their next trouble.

Before they are targeted and hostile by the ruling class at the top, they must show them that they are harmless. They will smooth the relationship between the people and the ruler and calm the turmoil. Even if someone is responsible for it, they shouldn’t. It's them.

No one else objected, and the young man who was not tall continued to talk about his thoughts, "In fact, our side is not so messy now, let them go home first, and then...", he turned his head and looked at Garton. And the other half-breeds on the left hand side, "...I need your help."

Garton nodded, "You said..." He occupies a very high position among this group of mixed races. Only his father was shot and killed by himself. The fathers of the others were all young men. The party people did it with the mob.

They just knew about it or just watched it. Compared with those behaviors of Garton, they were naturally shorter.

"I need you to post the recruitment posters, indicating that there is no inferiority, so that people can go home faster. No matter how many people you hire, the momentum must be big!"

The recruitment union has allowed those people who rushed around looking for opportunities to return to their homes. It is almost time for them to hide and digest the benefits they have gained from the turmoil.

Garton nodded, no objection, he did have the idea of ​​hiring workers.

Unlike Mr. Simon, he believes that there are still a lot of considerable profits in the local area, and there is no need to abandon everything here and leave.

"In addition, I hope you can donate a sum of money." After a few seconds of silence, the small young man said his second request.

He stared at these "heirs", except for Gartonneng and stared at him, the eyes of everyone else avoided him at the moment they touched his eyes.

"The donations made by Lynch and the Federals made us very passive. Now some people in the world believe that we have caused the turmoil, and then let the Federals help clean up the mess~lightnovelpub.net~ Waiting for this content after a while. With continued fermentation, those victims in this turmoil will also think so."

"If the ruler gives a little guidance, our reputation will soon be stinking, so we also have to donate money to help some people to stabilize our achievements during this period of time..."

While he was talking, there was a gunshot in the distance, and there was a faint commotion.

The short young man immediately stood up uncertainly. He slapped the cadre on his right, urging them to find out what happened, and ran upstairs, trying to see clearly what happened in the distance.

The gunshots became more intense, and the young and hot face became worse and worse, and a message immediately made him aware of the seriousness of the problem.

"The hunting team of fur merchants has entered the city..."

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