"How many people are there?"
Dumbledore asked while watching TV in the Huron tribe. The place where he was was Polona's house. According to Polona, this was to facilitate their communication.
Everyone knows what Polona is thinking, but Polona's behavior is to wink at the blind man.
"How many people are there?"
Polona had been looking at Dumbledore's face. This was her cup of tea. Polona was sure of this. She had been looking at her cup of tea and didn't pay attention to what Dumbledore said.
"How many people have died?"
Dumbledore said to Polona with a smile on his face.
"There are more than three thousand people. More than three thousand white-skinned people have died, and dozens of our deer girls have died."
When it came to business, Polona finally became more normal and said, "When are you going to take action? Our losses are already considerable."
"Hurry up, do it now!"
Dumbledore closed his eyes and counted the time.
"Half a month ago, you were saying hurry up. At that time, only the Deer Girl was killing people. Ten days ago, you said hurry up. We sent out the Acromantula. A week ago, you said happy again. We sent out the Scale Armor Werewolf, you are still talking about it soon, so when will this happiness happen?"
Polona said calmly, it was impossible to tell that this girl was still a nymphomaniac before, but her image changed so quickly that Dumbledore couldn't accept it anymore.
"Wanta and his men are back, and they have a big party before Thanksgiving."
Grindelwald barged in without knocking, causing Polona to glare at him directly. "Don't you know how to be polite? Don't you know you have to knock on the door when you come in?"
Polona didn't like this person very much. Several times when she was about to take action on her own food, he would break in. This made her very dissatisfied with this person's existence, so she targeted Grindelwald in everything.
"Miss Polona, we will start right away, so please send some more guys to make this Thanksgiving more lively and attract more people."
Dumbledore stood up immediately after Grindelwald came in, straightened his clothes, checked his wand, and then said to Grindelwald: "Are you all ready? If you are ready, we Take action now and let America know what a lively Thanksgiving is.”
"Everything is ready. As long as you give the order, we can attack. New Republic Financial Group, let us go and see the crazy financial war."
After saying that, Dumbledore came to the center of the Huron clan and released a God-calling guard in the sky. A stream of silvery white light swept across the entire clan, and all the wizards came out.
"Are you still unable to release your patron saint?"
Grindelwald looked at Dumbledore and asked. He knew that Dumbledore could not release the patron saint, so although her divine guardian was very powerful, it had no god.
"You know, I still can't face my sister and her son."
Dumbledore said after a moment of silence.
"I'm sorry, Aurelius Dumbledore, it's my fault, I didn't expect something like that to happen."
Grindelwald apologized to Dumbledore.
Dumbledore said nothing.
"It's time for us to go."
When Grindelwald saw that Dumbledore was silent, he gave the order directly.
"Although it's up to people to listen, lift the confinement of the jungle and let the children have a great time!"
Polona walked out of the house, looked at Dumbledore and the others leaving, and shouted loudly to her people: "They have been grateful for so many years, let us reply once!"
After saying this, the warriors present became excited. They had been killing so much that they didn't want to stop, and Polona's words were telling them that they could make a bigger fuss. For guys, it's a good thing. They don't think about what's behind it. They just know that it's fun to do it.
In the New Republic Financial Group, Leo Wanta and his friend William Sessions were tasting caviar from the Black Sea. This is recognized as the best variety, but the only things that ordinary people can't eat are those from the Alliance. Only high-ranking officials can get some, and it must be distributed according to their positions.
"The caviar tastes really good. They enjoy it more than we do."
William Sessions scooped a spoonful for himself with his golden spoon, and then slowly put it into his mouth. He first gently bit the fish eggs with his teeth, and listened to the sound of "pop, pop" in his ears. Sound, then use your tongue to carefully taste the unique taste of this caviar, and then swallow it reluctantly.
Then he scooped another spoonful for himself and spread it on the bread, and then ate it slowly, looking like he had finished several boxes of caviar.
Only then did William Sessions stop his hand.
"You know, Wanta, my friend, I love your return the most. You bring me a different gift every time. I like this gift very much, and my wife and the others will also like it."
Speaking of which, William Sessions opened a box, which was filled with dazzling diamonds, all weighing dozens or hundreds of carats. It was covered with a layer of diamonds, which were really dazzling.
"It's a pity that these are diamonds. The De Beers Group will not admit it. They have said that only theirs are diamonds, and the others are all diamonds. They are different varieties. No matter how good the quality is, they are worthless. "
Wanta looked at the diamonds and said with a smile: "They are all worthless diamonds, not worth as much as a box of Black Sea caviar."
After hearing what Wanta said, William laughed, "Don't worry, the First Lady's jewelry is not fake. De Beers will automatically send the appraisal certificate. They understand the rules."
William is right. There are no fakes in the First Lady's collection, because it belongs to the First Lady. Diamonds will turn into diamonds as long as they are in her hands. As for the difference between De Beers diamonds and diamonds, in the face of power, There is no difference.
"It is said that you did a big operation this time. The other person wanted to know how big it was."
After William finished chatting, he asked a question with a serious expression.
"It is indeed a very large-scale fight. You know, this time our friends are more greedy than we thought. They have already sold the rubles in the treasury as waste paper. No! Waste paper is now more expensive than rubles. !”
Wanta said excitedly: "Did you know, I bought 140 billion rubles at double the black market price."
"140 billion rubles!"
William's eyes widened, and her breathing began to heat up. It was not his fault, because no one could stabilize his mentality in front of such a huge amount of money. William squeezed his hand hard, very The exertion made him sweat from the pain, but otherwise, he didn't know how to calm down his mood. If the money was based on the official price, it would be terrible.
You must know that the official exchange rate between the ruble and the U.S. dollar is 1 ruble to 1.6 U.S. dollars, which means that the official exchange rate of 140 billion rubles is 224 billion U.S. dollars. Such wealth is so exciting.
"Yes. I only spent 5 billion US dollars for 140 billion rubles. You know, 5 billion US dollars bought 140 billion rubles. We really have to thank our friends!"
