Blackstone Code

~: two thousand seven hundred and seventy s

In the side hall of the largest conference room in Congress, Lynch was sitting on the sofa in the middle, surrounded by some congressmen and some gentlemen from all walks of life.

Everyone was surrounding Lynch, but still about a meter away from him.

People are eager for sunshine, but those who are truly exposed to the sun often don't even leave ashes behind.

The sense of distance is not only a factor that the superiors need to pay attention to, but also something that the inferiors need to be wary of.

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