Blackstone Code

To

You can search “Blackstone Password: Imiaobige (imiaobige.com)” in Baidu to find the latest chapter!

“We don’t have much time to wait for you to slowly take care of the shares in your Uncle, do you understand what I mean?”

“The longer you delay time, the more excited those people are. The commander of the blue army has already called me and asked if I need his help.”

“If you can’t do well, tell me now, and I will let your younger brother take over these things in the past.”

“If you did good, then do it to me.”

“How many days do you want me to get good news?”

There is no trace of affection in the voice of the general father of Sanchez, and every word reveals a cold command and discipline.

For this great warlord, child is just a better tool. It is more trustworthy than strangers, but it can only be trusted a little bit.

As long as he still holds the monstrous power and arms in his hand, he can give birth to countless children.

In places that people do not know, there are still some of his children, that is the last resort.

Not to mention that beside him, there are some women who are giving birth to new lives.

Over the years, he has died a lot of children. At first, he still feels a bit painful, but he gets used to it when he die a lot.

So his tone to his child is not like a “kind father”, he is just a “general”.

Sanchez clenched his fist, “No more than three days at most, I will let Uncle know what stupid decision he made.”

“Very good, I am waiting for your good news, don’t let me wait too long.”

After hanging up the phone, Sanchez did not leave, but looked at the phone quietly.

He died a lot of younger brothers, and now there are two remaining, but soon, he will have some new younger brothers born.

Most of Marillo’s warlords are “family systems”, the general is patriarch, and they will arrange a lot of work for their brothers, sisters, sons and daughters.

Basically, there is no “comrade-in-arms” or “brother” that can reach the same height as the warlord himself.

If these people didn’t accidentally die during the initial process of starting a family, they would encounter various accidents later.

Power is too tempting.

Sanchez is also eager for power. He will not allow his younger brother to pass over him and take away everything that should belong to him from his own hands.

He turned around and returned to the interrogation room. After a night’s rest, Mr. President’s spirit was slightly better.

However, because of maintaining the same posture for a long time, his butt is no longer sensible, and his hands and arms have obvious bruises.

This is a phenomenon caused by blood circulation disorders. If it is not dealt with in time, his hands will be necrotic and thrombosis will be formed until tomorrow, which is life-threatening.

But he didn’t know these things, and Sanchez didn’t know, they didn’t study medicine.

Sanchez dragged a folding chair from outside and walked in. He sat opposite to Mr. President, with his hands and arms pressed on his thighs, his body leaned forward and looked at Mr. President.

“The general said he wanted my younger brother to come over and take over my job. He was disappointed in me because he couldn’t get you to sign.”

He expressed his thoughts as if he was confiding in his heart.

He lit himself a cigarette, which was the brand of every moment, he took a sip, held it in his hand, and continued, “You know, the general is a very strict man.”

“You did good, he would praise, he would punish if I didn’t do it well, I didn’t do it well enough, maybe he wouldn’t hang me up and beat me like an ordinary soldier, but he would definitely question my ability. “

“People like us can be greedy, despicable, or a villain, but we absolutely cannot be incapable.”

“It will die…”

Mr. President has not spoken. He wakes up, but he does not want to speak. On the one hand, he is too hungry and has no energy. On the other hand, he is too lazy to speak.

Sanchez got up and walked to the door. He took a call from his subordinates, and he took the phone to the room.

I walked to the table and lifted it hard. There was a crash-bang, and all kinds of torture instruments with flesh and blood on the table were overturned on the ground.

He put the phone on, and then pressed the release button.

The voice of a young girl rang right after the call. It was the eldest daughter of Mr. President.

This is the girl he gave birth to after he married his first wife, but the poor woman died of an attack not long after giving birth to this girl.

He likes his daughter very much, this is the treasure left to him by his first wife.

In the external microphone, the lovely daughter’s voice was full of horror. She cried and cried illogically and yelled Mr. President’s name, yelling “papa”, praying for who could hear her prayers and save her .

Sanchez moved the chair to the opposite of Mr. President, he sat down, there was almost no distance between the two people, almost head against the head.

“My dear Uncle, are you willing to sign?”

He stared at Mr. President, and Mr. President sneered without much effort.

He knows what Sanchez is going to do, and he is also very sad, but he can’t help it.

At this step, if he signs, not only will he die, but everyone who has a relationship with him will die!

This is the style of the Marillo country. From the almost extinct fights between the Maloris and the Marillos, they treat their own people so cruelly now.

The whole country is full of tyranny.

He signed it and everyone was going to die.

If he doesn’t sign, at least he won’t die.

He knows how to choose, although the choice is painful.

Sanchez’s eyelids twitched, he turned slightly to the phone, “This is not good, the next one.”

Then the girl uttered a harsh scream, and then seven or eight gunshots, and the girl’s voice stopped abruptly.

Then, a young male voice came. This is the second son of Mr. President.

“When we are fighting the enemy on the front line, you enjoy the peace that we have traded with life and blood in the Federation.”

“We will not blame you, because you have your work to do.”

“But you see, now you not only do a mess of your own work, but also try to occupy a life that does not belong to you. Don’t you know how to repent?”

Mr. President’s body was trembling slightly, he clenched his teeth and said nothing.

“It looks like your son can’t shake you either!”, he tilted his head, “Next.”

A series of gunfire, footsteps rang again.

Son, daughter, his mistress, illegal child, more than a dozen people all returned to the embrace of God in a very short time.

Sanchez’s scalp was suddenly itchy, he scratched it vigorously, “It seems that you have made the final decision.”

At this time, Mr. President suddenly spoke.

“Do you know, in fact, when my big brother asked me to come to the Federation to take charge of the business here, I knew he was going to kick me out.”

“He sent someone to assassinate all our original partners, and now he doesn’t even plan to let me go…”

“Sanchez, you didn’t know that I took you out of the delivery room when you were born, and your father doesn’t care about you.”

“Now he can think about getting rid of me, and he will get rid of you in the future. You are just a tool to him.”

“Also, you did one thing wrong…”

Sanchez is frowned, he knows how his father’s subordinates were unavailable before, impossible that many people suddenly have an accident, someone must have done it.

The general’s reason for doing this is also very good. These people, regardless of esteem and inferiority, want to establish their own power, so they all have a decent accident.

But Mr. President said that the general would kill everyone… He didn’t believe it.

Of course, this does not prevent him and Mr. President from continuing to talk, maybe when Mr. President’s thinking becomes smooth, “What did I do wrong?” he asked casually.

Mr. President lifts the head looking at him, speaking slowly, but his words are very clear, “This is the Federation, not Marillo. Putting your set here is a crime!”

A few minutes ago, the Bupen police station received a police operator who was impatiently hanging up the phone.

Hell, a poor ghost living in the suburbs actually suspected that his house had been invaded, and tried to send someone to the police station to see it. Isn’t this a joke?

Just look at it like this, nothing happened, and the cost of getting out of the police is probably tens of yuan.

This money is not borne by the caller. The police station will bear all the money. If every caller’s call is taken seriously, the police station may soon go bankrupt.

She comforted the caller and told him that he could go back and have a look first, and then ask for help if someone really found an intrusion.

The phone that had just hung up rang again, and the operator made an explosion to the colleague next to him. When he answered the phone, his expression suddenly became serious.

The rotating pencil in her hand also began to write and draw on the notebook. Later, after she hung up the phone, she picked it up again, and clicked the button of a branch on the phone.

“Someone reported… the community heard the gunshots. Go and take a look. It’s best to put on body armor and bring heavy weapons!”

The community she described as a high-end villa community.

The most important thing Bupen lacks is such a community.

As for why her attitude has changed?

Oh, that is definitely not discrimination against the poor, but the gunshot was mentioned in the police call. This is obviously a more dangerous case, and it must be taken seriously.

After receiving the alarm call, the sub-bureau immediately dispatched two patrolmen to check, and the criminal police were also ready to dispatch at any time.

After more than ten minutes, two police cars drove into the community slowly, and the community was very quiet.

There is a long distance between each villa, and there are various vegetation privacy walls.

In order not to disturb other residents, the two police cars did not sound their sirens.

“It’s too quiet, I think it might be a false alarm…” The policeman sitting in the first car looked very relaxed.

If something went wrong, the security department of the community service company would have been dispatched a long time ago. How could it wait until the police?

They came outside the house on the call. In the quiet house, let alone the gunfire, there were no human voices.

Just when the police were about to ring the doorbell, two men wearing black gloves walked out of the gate.

The two sides looked at each other for a moment, and the two black clothed persons drew their guns and shot!