Turn your hands into a work of art?

Even though Yamamoto Jizhan's character is as tough as steel, he couldn't help but tremble after hearing this!

But Su Rui was unmoved, as if it was a normal thing for him. After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

"You are a devil!"

Yamamoto Jizhan roared, but it was useless, because Kim Taizhu was already standing in front of him with a dagger expressionless face.

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At this time, on the hillside on the border of the Ninghai Sea in Huaxia, the battlefield cleaning was over. Twenty freezing trucks were lined up, and the brothers of the Yuanwei Gang were transporting bodies on it.

The bodies of those Eastern people were also thrown into another freezer truck, and none of them were left behind.

Su Rui had already explained that he would return all the corpses to Yamamoto's group. In his words, even if these corpses were cremated in China, they would still pollute the environment in China!

Even though he was seriously injured, Wanyan Zhengyong still insisted on standing here, watching the heroic and sacrificed subordinates being carried into the car and headed to the crematorium.

"Dad, you are seriously injured, find a place to rest first." Wanyan Huazhong said with concern. He had repeated the same words in the past few hours, but his father didn't listen at all.

Until the last car disappeared from sight, Wanyan Zhengyong finally couldn't hold on, and the last trace of power also disappeared from his body, and the powerful feeling of fatigue instantly knocked him down.

"Hurry, go to the hospital!" Wanyan Huazhong held his father's body and shouted hysterically!

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Temple of the Sun.

The military advisor wearing a green-faced and fanged mask was standing in front of the big screen, looking at the information fed back from all over the world one by one, and making instructions one by one. However, when he saw a message, his body trembled significantly.

"Let Feng Le come here." said the military advisor.

Ten minutes later, a young man pushed the door and walked in. His hair was as messy as a bird's nest, like two big dark circles behind the glasses at the bottom of a beer bottle. Looking at this, I really don't know how many days he hasn't had a good rest.

However, even though Feng Le's face was very tired, his eyebrows and eyes revealed an excitement.

Seeing Feng Le’s appearance, the military advisor looked a little surprised: “How many days have you not been sleeping?”

"Three days." Feng Le stretched out three fingers and said excitedly: "But this is nothing. When several major investment banks jointly sniped Gaoqi Bank, we accidentally stabbed several major investment banks in the back, making a net profit of 10 billion US dollars, and now we have escaped unscathed."

"One hundred billion US dollars? Is there sure that there is so much?" The military advisors seemed to be shocked by Feng Le's report.

"Of course, but there wouldn't be so many. If we simply deal with Gaoqi, it would be good to make more than one billion yuan at most. However, at this time, investment banks such as Huasheng, Morgan Stanley and others joined forces to snipe Gaoqi, trying to beat him up. For this battle, the amount of funds they mobilized was extremely huge. We took advantage of the indisputable opportunity of their fight and started from the empty back, making a fortune and running away."

Feng Le laughed. In this world, he was only interested in finance, and nothing could make this young genius find a sense of accomplishment like this.

He was right. Several major investment banks had made up their minds to pull Gaoqi off their horses and spend money in them desperately. Gaoqi could not sit still and wait for death, and raised funds to fight back. However, just as they were fighting hard, a huge amount of funds suddenly fell from the sky. When their defense was empty, they made a big profit, and then turned around and left gorgeously, without even nostalgia!

This time, the heads of several major investment banks were vomiting blood at the same time!

They immediately started to investigate the actual owner of the funds, but after checking for several days, they still had no clue and had no idea. They had to give up and watch the large number of assets evaporate out of thin air.

"Then I can pay back the billion US dollars of interest, too." The military advisor said with a smile, and he couldn't help but remember what he had promised Starmaier, the God of Wealth.

"Military advisor, if there is such a good thing next time, you must call me." Feng Le smiled and rubbed his hands. Once this honest guy encountered a financial war, he immediately turned into a talented handsome man.

"There may be such a good thing right now." The military advisor pointed to the big screen. He and Su Rui had always had a very tacit understanding. The former fought on the front line, while the latter could also find combat opportunities in the rear in a short time, fighting side by side in the front and rear, and cooperate without interruption.

"What? The headquarters building of the Toyo Yamamoto Group was collapsed?" Feng Le's eyes instantly released a strong electric light: "When did this happen?"

"Half an hour ago."

"Military advisor, can you agree to my request?" Feng Le said extremely solemnly.

"What request? Just open your mouth." The military advisor has long believed in Feng Le's ability and sense of smell, and this young man can always surprise him.

"Can we not pay back the 100 billion US dollars borrowed?" Feng Le scratched his head and said.

"Do you want to take advantage of the opportunity of the collapse of Yamamoto Building this time to do something?"

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Many years ago, the terrorist plane crashed into the World Trade Center Twin Towers in New York, causing a reshuffle of the financial industry. Although Yamamoto Building's status is far inferior to the World Trade Center Twin Towers in the financial industry, it plays an important role in the East. If this opportunity can be fully utilized, it may be able to achieve a greater victory than this sniping Gaoqi Bank?"

"Is it more than 10 billion US dollars?" The military advisor looked at Feng Le with an optimistic face and suddenly felt that his mind was not enough.

"No, the real meaning of this time is not to make a profit, but to achieve a long-term layout for the East." Feng Le's eyes flashed.

"I understand what you mean." The military advisor also said: "For so many years, Dongyang has protected its key industries very well, and there will never be any outside capital in it. This time, Yamamoto Building broke in half, which undoubtedly opened a gap in this protection. As long as you use a large amount of funds to rush in along this gap, you can achieve unimaginable results."

Feng Le is really a financial genius. When ordinary people encounter this situation, they will think that Dongyang's stocks may plummet and need to leave as soon as possible. However, this genius boy saw the other side of the matter and took the opportunity to complete the long-term layout of the Sun Temple in Dongyang. With such a move, the military advisors felt a little ashamed.

"So, whoever can seize the frontier position first will make a fortune. Once the entrance is blocked, it will be more difficult for outsiders to enter than climb the sky." Feng Le explained this principle easily and easily, but it may be a hundred times more complicated to actually operate.

"Then start soon." The military advisor patted Feng Le's shoulder: "You have the full control of this 100 billion US dollars. If it is not enough, I will mobilize funds for you."

A burning light flashed in Feng Le's eyes, and he waved his fists excitedly: "It should be enough. This time, as long as we can stand in front of others, we will completely penetrate into the lifeline industry of the East!"

Judging from this, the record of this young genius not sleeping for three days is about to be extended again.

"You are always so restless." After Feng Le left, the military advisor looked at the ruins of Yamamoto Building displayed on the big screen and muttered to himself, with a smile in his voice.

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Luo Feiliang was sitting in the office and writing a detailed report of the incident. He did not continue to stay at the airport to command. Su Rui had already driven the plane to fly to the East Ocean with Yamamoto Kazuma and cut off contact with the ground. Even if he wanted to command, he could not interfere, so he simply came back to write a report.

At this moment, the office door was suddenly opened, and Shangguan Mo and Qian Wanxing walked in with joy on their faces.

"Look at you two, you look like you are afraid that the world will not be in chaos. I am the first one and two of you. Is there anything wrong with me?"

How could Luo Feiliang not be overwhelmed? There was an incident of a large-scale killing of Chinese by Eastern samurai in Ninghai. He was the primary responsible person for Guoan. Not only should he explain the incident, but he should also continue to follow up on the subsequent handling results, and there should be no slight slack.

Because the nature of the matter is too bad, the bosses above are also very concerned about this matter. It is said that the bosses have held an emergency meeting to discuss countermeasures. This time, Dongyang dares to be so rampant. It seems that it is impossible not to put pressure on them!

"Boss, let you say it correctly. We are really afraid that the world will not be in chaos." Shangguan Mo picked up the cup and poured himself a glass of water, poured it in one breath, and said, "It's so refreshing, it's even more refreshing than drinking ice beer in summer!"

"What do you two want to do? Tell me quickly if you have something to do, and let go if you have nothing to do." Luo Feiliang frowned and said.

"That master is really amazing. No wonder he was able to fight against all the masters of the five major families by one person back then!" Qian Wanxing also said excitedly.

"What's wrong?" Luo Feiliang was about to be crazy by these two subordinates.

"Boss, do you remember that many years ago terrorists crashed into the World Trade Center Twin Towers in New York, USA?"

"Of course I remember, how could I forget this kind of thing." Speaking of this, Luo Feiliang seemed to realize something and took a breath of air conditioning: "You mean..."

"That's right, Su Rui drove the plane and collapsed the headquarters of Yamamoto Group! All of them collapsed above forty-nine floors!"

Luo Feiliang pushed the table away and stood up, his face full of disbelief! Such actions were simply crazy! It was so crazy that it was unimaginable!

"Now, all major media are filled with this news, and reporters from all over the world are rushing to the Eastern Capital!"

"What about Su Rui? Is there any news?" Luo Feiliang asked hurriedly.

"I don't know life and death."

Speaking of this, Shangguan Mo's tone was rarely heavy: "Since the impact occurred at night in Dongdu, no one photographed or witnessed the impact scene. The cockpit of the private plane could not eject the parachuting. At that time, Yamamoto Jizhan was also on the plane. Could it be..."

Speaking of this, Shangguan Mo himself didn't dare to say it. He was so excited to see the news before, but he forgot about the possible consequences.

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