Blackstone Code

Chapter 494: This is a joke

   On the lawn, two people are sitting opposite each other, and a gust of autumn wind blows, and the bleak autumn mood is like the murderous intent of a killer. It is obviously gentle like spring, but there is a chill in the bones.

   The diplomat wrapped up his clothes and fell silent.

   Mr. Truman admitted unabashedly that he did all this. Although annoying, it is not hateful.

It’s better than finding out the truth after a long time after he made a decision. It’s an annoying... well, there are also some hateful guys, but it’s not disgusting. This kind of explanation suddenly feels much better. .

   In fact, at this point, he has not many choices to choose.

  Once he returns to the country, the royal family will definitely take him. Over the years, he has learned too much about that decadent and backward country. Each of them wants to hold more power, and everyone is unwilling to listen to any valuable advice.

Nagalil is not weak. This is an idea he has always had after graduating from Gafra. Including being indulged in the decadent capital life every day in the Federation, he has never considered Nagalil to be a weaker. s country.

  It may not be technologically advanced enough, but this country has a large population, and population is the potential for development. Unfortunately, the domestic clans only want to make good for themselves, and they don’t even want to listen to some of his ideas...

   Now, he has no more choices.

   Going back, he is going to die, his family is going to die, but stay here...

   He glanced at Mr. Truman, who was sitting across from him, and looked a little angry at the smile on his face that "You have no choice, or surrender earlier."

This breath made him make a movement he hadn't thought of himself. He leaned forward and was almost over the table. He beckoned to Mr. Truman, who thought the diplomat had something more secretive to say. He also leaned over.

   Then... a fist was hammered **** the bridge of Mr. Truman's nose, and the nosebleeds spurted out instantly.

Yes, it is a spray. It may be that the discomfort caused by the rupture of the blood vessel made Mr. Truman’s lung lobes contract, hoping to use the airflow to flush out the “foreign objects” in the nasal cavity. This is an instinctive reaction of the body, which also led to the initial His nosebleeds are splattered out!

   He fell back on the chair and looked at his hands and arms, including the blood on his pants.

  The surrounding agents have jumped in and stepped onto the turf. They quickly approached with their guns in their hands. As long as the diplomat made any misunderstandings, they would shoot without hesitation.

   The diplomat sat back again. He felt better. He held up the coffee cup elegantly like a nobleman of Gevlar, squeezed the ear of the cup with his little finger and tasted the fragrance of scented tea, with a satisfied smile at the corner of his mouth.

   Mr. Truman raised his hand, told people to put down their guns and leave the neighborhood.

   He took out his handkerchief and pressed his bleeding nose, and looked at the diplomat across the table, "You have fewer choices."

The diplomat shrugged indifferently, just like Mr. Truman did before, "Why do we choose? We will soon become colleagues, but the prerequisite is that my family must appear in front of me intact. "

  Mr. Liman’s Shanglian added a little more smile. This is the best result, but he shook his head and said, "I’m sorry, I can’t do this because..."

   In the horrified eyes of the diplomat, he told the truth, "It's all fake."

"We found your friend and bought him, with only 20,000 yuan and the identity of a federal citizen. Then he forged this telegram and also helped us forge the royal telegram. In fact, your family has paid for it now. good."

   "We rushed to bring them back, but it will cause some unnecessary riots, and it is also very detrimental to you. Your current job is very important."

   After hearing these words from Mr. Truman, the diplomat laughed angrily, "You are such a bastard, Mr. Truman!"

   He has made a choice, and he has no right to repent, which is why he is so angry and funny, he was actually deceived by this inferior trick!

In fact, as long as he waits a few more days, he will know the truth. If the royal family of the United Kingdom of Nagalil really wants to arrest him, they must have sent a diplomat to replace him on the way to the Federation. At the same time, they also Someone must have been sent to take him back.ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

   Just wait a few days, three or five days, no ships, no new diplomats and those who arrested him, he will know that these things are fake.

   It is impossible for people to be so calm, to face the world and analyze the world objectively.

   The telegram sent by his close friend became a straw for him to be sure that this was not a scam. People who knew his close friend relationship might not find many people in the whole world. This was the most reliable layer of protection he thought.

   The content of the telegram is shocking and appalling, even if he has a good psychological endurance, he is in a mess.

   "How did you find him?" He didn't care how much the other party charged, he was just curious about how Mr. Truman found that person.

Mr. Truman was a little bit angry when he said, "We checked the Nagalil people who were also in Gevlar when you were studying abroad, and found a few very interesting characters, among them your friends." New 81 Chinese net update The fastest mobile terminal: https:/

  Well, the other party has paid attention to this level, the diplomat can only sigh, "What do you want me to do?"

   Mr. Truman's expression is a bit subtle, "It's not'you', it's what'we' are going to do next!"

Three days later, a heavy envelope was sent ashore in a closed letter box in the coastal port of Mong U Province of Nagalil. Under the **** of a group of people, the letter box will eventually be sent to Nagar. In front of the President, Chief and King of Lier United Kingdom.

   This is a very complicated name. From the point of view of the Nagalil people, they only have chiefs and no presidents or kings. Those are all external names.

   The local clans are said to be clans, but in the early days they were tribes linked by blood relations. The governor was the chief, and the chief of the largest and strongest tribe was the warchief.

  The president was added to cater to the mainstream international forces. At least the president sounds more in line with a civilized society than the chief.

   King is a kind of title similar to a false job after they have integrated all resources and delineated a fixed chassis.

   In short, it is too complicated to discuss this matter, and there is not much need. Let's just call it the king.

   At the same time, three people and a dog got off the boat.

   "Damn it, it's so stinky here, don't people here never take a bath, I can already imagine that they are thick and greasy!", the former lady with a puppy can never be idle.

The puppy she is holding, which is only a little bigger than a slap, has no good feelings about this place full of foul smells. Canines have a much stronger sense of smell than humans. People who have just come here can hardly tolerate the smell. Don't talk about this puppy who lives in a developed country.

   While sneezing and barking, it seemed to be struggling with the invisible smell in the air.

Then the young man who got off the boat was also full of disgust. What he disliked was not the same as the others. He was the dead ghost who disliked him. Father Simon would choose to settle here after abandoning them, and married here. The stubborn woman gave birth to a stinky son, who was indeed an unreasonable man.

   As for the last lawyer, it seems that he has not been affected by this.

   "Don't you think it smells bad here?", the lady couldn't help asking, looking at his spring breezy smile.

   "Smelly?" The lawyer was a little surprised, "Of course, it is really smelly here, but as a professional lawyer, I should also show absolute professionalism in front of my clients!"

   Don't say it smells bad, as long as the money is in place, even if it is shit, he will dare to eat.

   Forty percent of the attorney’s fee, he calculated it, according to the employer’s dictation, there was at least two to three million Vla (fra), which was enough for him to rest for a long time.

   Even if he loses the lawsuit, he can still get 12% of the fee, which is about 40,000 Fula. He has no reason not to laugh.

   This is the job of lawyers, especially the advantages of divorce lawyers and estate lawyers.

   Whether you win or lose, there will be a lot of banknotes.

   "Where are we going now?" the lady asked, covering her nose and mouth, "It's so stinky!"

"Go to the local judiciary first. We must first understand the local inheritance law, and then it is best to be able to..." Speak ~lightnovelpub.net~ then the next thing will be easier."

   "Anyone with ability?" Mr. Simon's son repeated the sentence, he didn't quite understand what it meant.

   In these years, he has only learned how to lose money, and he has not gained some experience because of the loss.

  The lawyer squeezed out some smiles again, "Yes, some of Mr. Simon's wealthy friends, some friends in political circles, they can all help us."

   "I don't know if you have heard a word!", he used a special emotional tone to say a famous warning saying, "The victory or defeat is always outside the court!"

   "This is what we need..."

   The group of people quickly disappeared on the streets of Nagalil. No one knows whether they can successfully achieve their goals during their trip. Maybe they can or maybe they can’t.

   With the advent of November, Nagalil’s hot climate has finally begun to cool down. The high temperature of about 30 degrees per day has dropped to 24 to 5 degrees, and everything becomes pleasant.

   Sitting in the room, Lynch listened to Aser's report.

   During this period of time, he has traveled around Mengwu province. He was not harmed during the turmoil. His local identity has prevented him from becoming a target for some people.

   This is also a very new experience for him. You must know that when he heard the protectors rushing to the hotel shouting "Expulsion of foreigners" or "Death of foreigners", he almost peeed.

   But when people rushed past him, he realized that he was from Nagalil.