Chapter 1536 Chapter 1537 Three Trillion Dollar Business

Style: Romance Author: Jin Yuanbao's true formWords: 1963Update Time: 24/01/10 09:17:25
The wind was raging, dust filled the sky, and the entire base was in chaos.

Faintly, I only saw three men jumping off the Chinook and disappearing in the dust. Read the book

When the world returned to peace, I suddenly found that Cheng Feng was still standing motionless.

After calling the instructor three times in a row, Cheng Feng slowly turned his head.

At that moment, I was surprised again: "Teacher, your eyes are red."

"Those three people."

"how?"

"Very strong!"

"Then?"

"Our kindred."

"What?"

Cheng Feng took a deep breath: "I want to fight!"

"Kill them, or be beaten to death by them!"

I was starving and freezing until after ten o'clock. During the day, the white-skinned captain came with four people and told me to go on my way.

Cheng Feng followed but was stopped by Bai Pi.

Cheng Feng still wanted to step forward, but Bai Pi hit him on the head with the butt of his rifle, and then kicked him again, causing Cheng Feng to curl up.

I begged to Captain Baipi and pointed at my mouth and belly, begging for mercy.

In the end, Captain Baipi raised his hand and ordered Cheng Feng not to be killed.

I helped Cheng Feng up and screamed, pushing Cheng Feng hard out of the tent and pointing outside the base.

Cheng Feng's mouth was bleeding, and he hugged me tightly and said in sign language: "Don't die. I will come to save you."

I responded numbly.

Cheng Feng was shocked and looked at me in surprise.

I blinked hard and yelled at Cheng Feng again, urging him to leave.

Watching Cheng Feng run out of the base with his hands raised, I also picked up the stupa and walked into the camp to the north.

Compared with the tents in the south, the camp in the north is the strongest apocalyptic fortress.

The searchlights kept sweeping in all directions, illuminating the surrounding mountains and ground in detail.

Wu Zhi was hovering overhead, with a huge roar that made the ground tremble.

Entering the cave, Captain Baipi immediately stopped and handed me over to several strong men with strong backs and strong backs.

After the routine search, the strong man picked up the long scanner and scanned the stupa.

The moment the siren sounded, the strong man next to me immediately raised his weapon, pointed it at me, and was about to shoot.

Almost at the same time, three other strong men carrying explosion-proof shields rushed towards the stupa and surrounded it.

Seeing these three strong men determined to die, my heart beat wildly: "Dead warriors!!!"

Just when my head was about to explode, Captain Baipi explained in a solemn voice with a straight face, but the strong man didn't buy it at all, and pointed all kinds of weapons at me and Captain Baipi.

Captain Baipi was completely unafraid and led his team members to confront him with their guns drawn.

The two sides were at war with each other, but miraculously there was no quarrel. This scene opened my eyes and made my heart tremble.

The next second, a man in black robe appeared to stop both parties. He came to the stupa and looked up and down for a few seconds. After asking indifferently, he glanced at me casually, waved gently and turned back.

"Walk!"

Captain Baipi gave me a shove and almost knocked me down.

The cave here is more than 30 meters deep into the mountain, and a ten-meter-thick sandbag is specially placed above it. Even missiles cannot blast it away.

Shocking changes occurred continuously within one day, and everything I encountered and saw continuously refreshed my understanding of the world.

But when I saw this level of defense, I was still shocked and couldn't help myself.

"Please forgive me for my frank respect, Mr. Luo Yin, but you called me all the way here just to see these golden sands?"

A cold and cold voice sounded, and the temperature in the small, airtight space suddenly dropped by five degrees, which was heart-piercing.

"Of course not. Dear Mr. Tsukki."

"I want to report good news to you. The day before yesterday, I got the most detailed data."

"In the land of Tochara, the gold reserves exceed one trillion... knives.

"

"Huh? One trillion?"

"That's right. One trillion. If we increase the price of gold, it will be two trillion. Or three trillion."

"Is this why you spent hundreds of billions to eat this place?"

"I want to tell you, respected Mr. Luo Yin. Gold cannot arouse my interest."

"What about oil? What about copper ore? What about lithium ore? What about niobium ore? Are you not interested in these businesses with a total value of three trillion knives? Dear Mr. Yueji."

"Mr. Luo Yin, let me reiterate again. Don't try to impress me with resources. We are not short of money. Don't try to drag us into the quagmire of Tochara."

"You are not interested in any of this, so what about Sakyamuni?"

The conversation stopped abruptly here.

boom!

Rumble, rumble!

The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder exploded above my head, tearing my body into pieces.

Above the head is like a conversation between the gods and men of the Thirty-Three Heavens Realm——

What is used is——

Chinese dialect!

Cantonese! ! !

Soon, I was stopped.

The two-meter-tall majestic white man took me by the collar and pushed me to a place, giving me a stern warning.

The place I am located is a small open space of only eight square meters.

Thick sandbags were placed on my east, west, and south sides.

And behind me, there is a row of neatly stacked money mountains!

That's right!

It’s Qianshan!

Daoer Qianshan!

Preliminary estimate is less than 100 million dollars!

Under the mountain of money, there were dozens of boxes.

It’s filled with gold sand!

Although Tochara is extremely poor, this land has been rich in gold since ancient times.

Although it is golden sand, the advantage lies in quantity.

"This? It belongs to Buddha?"

"Please remove the things. Dear Mr. Tsukki."

"Um...you mean...this is the Buddha's relic?"

An inaudible exclamation reached my ears, and half a head poked out of the partition above my head to look at me.

"I don't think so. Dear Mr. Luo Yin."

"Mr. Yue Ji, who I respect as much as you, I thought the same thing when he was first unearthed."

The old Hebrew man Luo Yin, whose spit had been collected, walked to the edge of the partition and looked down from a high position: "However, my intuition tells me that he is real."