After a few days of settling down, the hatred in the masthead's heart didn't leave easily. Instead, it became more and more intense as time passed.
Every time he got drunk, he would think of the humiliation, hurt, and control that Michael had inflicted on him that night.
He just wanted to have a soul mate like most normal people. He did not do anything, and the girl did not object. Then, Michael suddenly appeared.
He had kicked him, and had trampled on his most precious possession, and had not given him any clothes to wear, all in the presence of his adopted daughter.
After that, his adopted daughter disappeared, and Michael finally had a lot of information that could be used against him. When he thought about how Michael would scold and beat him, and even take away his money, he hated him even more.
Especially this time, the loss of a few thousand yuan made him feel that he had been severely humiliated again, and this had already involved his ruling power over those children.
Now, all the children in the small building knew that a man named Michael had taken away the money that belonged to the preacher. He was being roasted on the fire, and some of the older children looked at him differently.
He began to lose control of these children, especially last night. When he was drunk and wanted to beat the children to release the pent-up emotions in his heart, the two oldest children actually took his whip and pushed him out of the door.
The environment that was starting to go out of control made him even more fearful. Everything he had was built on having absolute control over these children. If he didn't change anything, he would soon become a failure in his eyes, a dust in the trash heap of history.
"Can it be fired?"
The man hiding in the dark opposite the preacher was counting the money in his hand, and did not respond to the preacher's question.
After a while, he finished counting the bullets and nodded. "No problem. I've already tried it. You can try it too. There are four bullets inside. If you want more …" He took out a handful of bullets from his pocket. "Two dollars for one."
The preacher's face twitched. He silently stuffed the pistol into his pocket. This kind of pistol was modified from a starter gun and did not have any serial number. Even if there was a problem, it was difficult to trace the source.
Many underground arms dealers liked this kind of weapon. At least they could ensure that they would not be involved in any cases.
"Okay, money is not a problem. Is there anything else?"
The young man in the shadow asked. The preacher shook his head. He quickly disappeared into the alley after saying goodbye to the preacher.
The sky was getting darker, and the preacher, with the pistol in his pocket, felt something called "power" for the first time. It was completely different from the power he had felt before.
In the past, his power was based on the differences between adults and children. He was stronger and stronger than the children, so he could control them.
But now, he had this kind of power that allowed him to take the lives of others as he wished. This sublimated control over others' lives made him feel like he was God.
Anyone who made him uncomfortable would end their ugly lives when he pulled the trigger. This kind of wanton plunder and plunder....
He carried the ham slices and the complimentary meal packs from the delicatessen. In order to compete for business, the delicatessen offered customers a small bag of four whole-wheat meal packs the size of a fist as long as they bought enough meat of a specific type.
This kind of business model gradually spread from the big cities to the small cities. People might not realize it, but those who specialized in finance and economics had already noticed these problems.
The slowdown of economic growth made social competitiveness bigger and crueler. The entire national level of financial and economic development had slowed down. There were some problems, but it was a very reasonable phenomenon.
Eating the savory ham slices, the meal bag, and cheap liquor, he successfully made himself dizzy again. At the same time, an unknown impulse began to invade his mind.
He remembered the things that happened in the dormitory last night. He was chased out by the children who were like dogs. He walked into the dormitory with a ferocious smile on his face, a whip and a bottle of liquor in his hand.
A few minutes later, the sound of a gunshot rang out. The clamor in the entire dormitory turned into silence in an instant, followed by the sound of a whip hitting flesh.
But this time, compared to before, no one cried. Everyone was clenching their teeth, which made the preacher's impulse even more twisted.
Don't cry?
I'll beat you until you cry!
It was a quiet night.
After a day of contact, Vivian had already familiarized herself with the work. After Lynch finished dealing with a business deal, he said goodbye to her and left first. He had other things to do.
For example, he had to entrust a lawyer to register some patents and find a factory to make his coin dispenser. He was also curious about the preacher's strange behavior when he had dinner with Vivian last night. He wondered if the preacher was going to take action. He had to finish his own business first, such as putting his ring in Michael's room.
There were many things to do, and he had to do it step by step.
When it was close to noon, Lynch went to a relatively ordinary law firm in Sabin. It was not the most famous one, nor was it the one with the highest success rate. He just wanted to register a patent, so he did not need any reference.
The reason why he chose this law firm was because it was cheap.
If a professional accountant could make one's heart ache for a day every month, then a lawyer could make one's heart ache for a month or more.
The cost of the conversation was only a part of the overall cost. The moment they left the office, the toll would be calculated. If they left with their briefcases, there would be the cost of materials.
Not to mention the additional expenses that they might incur due to thirst or hunger. These expenses were unavoidable, so Lynch only needed an ordinary lawyer.
"Hello …" As soon as Lynch entered the office, the lawyer politely invited him to take a seat. He pressed a button on a small double-sided clock in front of him, and the clock immediately started to count.
At this time, the lawyer spoke, "If your secretary is not slacking off, she should have told you that our conversation costs 25 yuan per hour. If it's less than an hour, it will be counted as an hour, right?"
Lynch nodded, and the lawyer's smile widened. "So, how can I help you?"
"I want to register a patent."
"Register a patent?"
The lawyer was slightly stunned. He looked at Lynch again. With Lynch's current age, he felt that Lynch should be talking to him about possible criminal acts, such as assault, injury, or robbery, instead of registering a patent. So he confirmed it again.
Lynch nodded again, and the lawyer started his work. "Well, to be honest, our law firm doesn't have a patent lawyer, but we can also do …"
Before he could finish his words, Lynch stood up. This made the lawyer stand up as well, and he tried his best to fight for this business. "We can give you a discount. Trust me, registering a patent doesn't require much professional knowledge!"
Because the local laws in each state and region were different, some legal documents that could be passed in one state could not be approved by the judicial department in another state.
No lawyer dared to say that they were all-rounded. They usually only specialized in a certain field. For example, lawyers in criminal cases would only specialize in the content of criminal cases and the conviction and sentencing standards of criminal cases in each state.
Similarly, there were marriage lawyers who specialized in marriage and divorce, economic lawyers who were responsible for wealth disputes, and patent lawyers who specialized in patent services.
The main scope of a patent lawyer's work was not actually on registration issues, but on how to effectively help the employer establish patent barriers, solve technological monopolies, and various infringement cases.
But sometimes, people were so stubborn. They could go out wearing slippers or leather shoes, but when they went out, they would definitely choose leather shoes instead of slippers, even though the two were the same in some ways.
It was every lawyer's job to try their best to win over every customer and generate profits for the law firm.
[Votes, recommendation votes]
[It's already signed, but he's too lazy to sign the contract.]