Lin Jiayao looked at the trend chart in front of him, as if he was still struggling. After sneering, he walked directly to a trader's computer and tapped the keyboard hard.
"Let's see if you are still alive!"
Two billion dollars in chips were thrown out instantly!
Time seemed to freeze for a second, and everyone in Blue Star who was paying attention to the market trends saw a dense flash of blood on the computer screen in front of them.
The impact of this is really too great. Even people with normal psychological quality feel trembling when faced with this kind of impact.
Even the traders under the noble lord were stunned, but their fingers were still instinctively operating to buy.
In less than 0.01 second, the entire two billion order was taken by them. A group of aristocratic gentlemen watched the FTSE and the British pound drop by thousands of basic points. Their chests rose and fell violently, and several of them felt their hearts pounding. The good ones directly clutched their chests and fell straight to the ground, clutching their chests with difficulty, including the Duke of Burford.
"Quick! Hurry and hold on, you must hold on!"
At this time, a group of nobles finally realized that someone was waiting for them to enter!
But now it is too late if they want to stop. The herd effect has formed, and short sellers all over the world have determined that now will be the best time to harvest.
If they give up, the FTSE and the pound will fall directly to the lowest point in the past thirty years. This time, there will be no Fed to help them take over!
Unfortunately, this struggle was in vain. Lin Jiayao's two-billion-dollar super deal dealt a devastating blow to the struggling Niu Kingdom.
The entire market trend went downwards like a waterfall, and countless "subjects of the empire where the sun never sets" who worked hard for their country liquidated their positions one after another.
Ten minutes, just ten minutes, a group of nobles from the Niu Kingdom invested 50 billion dollars, but not only did there not be any improvement, but it fell faster and faster.
"Damn it! Pull it up, make sure the price goes up!" George no longer cared about his gentlemanly aristocratic demeanor. At this time, he roared like a gambler who lost his money.
"Damn it! What is going on, who is it! Who placed that twenty-dollar selling order!"
The Queen, who had been paying attention to the situation, completely lost her composure at this time, "Chals, you must find that bastard for me, I want him dead!"
"Okay, Mother."
Charles acted quickly, and soon John at the MI6 headquarters received the call, but he immediately pressed the hands-free button and answered it with Atlee next to him.
"John, His Majesty orders you to find out who is behind the two billion dollar sales bill. She doesn't want to hear or see anything about this person again, do you understand?!"
Listening to Charles's order on the phone, John and Atlee looked at each other, and then both showed gloating smiles, but John immediately said: "Yes, Your Highness the Prince!"
After hanging up the phone, Atli asked curiously: "Do you know who did it?"
John showed a funny smile: "...bank."
"Oh, it's really unfortunate. Banks are not easy to mess with. There are more than thirty consortium-level forces behind it. Let's let our dear 007 go!" Atli said with a look of regret.
John also shrugged helplessly, "Yes, we can only send James for this kind of task. Who told him to be so loyal to the Queen?"
. . .
Drip - drip - drip -
Duke Burford was lying on the bed, watching the screen in front of him burst into blood, while the screen of another heart monitor beeped with alarms from time to time.
"Oh, no! Lord Duke, you can't watch this damn thing anymore!" The medical staff quickly stood in front of him and blocked the screen.
Duke Burford took a few deep breaths. Thinking of the trend chart where the lines stretched into a straight line, his heart began to beat violently again.
Didi, didi, didi - 嗗 -
"Your Majesty the Duke! Your Majesty the Duke!
Oh, no, God, the Duke's heartbeat has stopped. Quick, cardiotonic shot, electric shock device! "
After a group of medical staff quickly administered an injection, they picked up an electric shock device and pressed it on Duke Burford's chest.
Bang - bang - bang -
Unfortunately, the electrocardiogram still showed no improvement. Just like the market trend chart on the side, it announced that the Duke of Burford had completely burped and passed away at the age of 73.
. . .
Fog City, Financial City.
James was walking on the street with a leisurely expression. At this time, he had put on makeup carefully to ensure that even his mother would not be recognized. In his heart, he was thinking about the task that Mrs. M gave him half an hour ago.
"Target. The person in charge of this bank operation is a good target."
Although the outside world believed that he was responsible for Massino's death a few days ago, fortunately, a group of people who were actually in power in the Niu Kingdom believed that he was framed, but this also caused him a lot of trouble.
After all, his information was uploaded to the black jail, and now it is spread all over the street. As a result, MI6 had to put him on the bench, directly canceling his code name of 007 and transferring him to the civilian department, and James also Showed little resistance.
Damn it, everyone knows that he is 007, and he will have a ghost mission in the future!
Just when James was bored and flirting with the beautiful colleagues in the office these days, Mrs. M suddenly gave him an assassination mission in Fog City Financial City.
After reading the information, James didn't think much about it. After all, this was a mission in his hometown and in the capital city of Fog. He was scared. No matter how powerful the opponent was, he was just a foreigner. This was his home field.
James took out another photo from his pocket. Well, it was Zorro's photo. After all, udi was the host, so all external negotiations were left to Zorro, and the others only took care of things, so that the outside world thought... the bank's Zorro was in charge of the operation, so he was innocently shot.
James took a look at it and put the photo in his pocket, and continued to move towards the office building where the target was located.
When he was only twenty meters away from the office building, a large group of people suddenly came out. James took a breath after seeing it.
You are so afraid of death!
I saw eight men in black suits forming a circle and wrapping a Mediterranean man in the center of the circle. Then four men in black suits formed two groups and walked ahead to explore the surrounding situation.
James immediately walked to a bench on the street and sat down naturally, as if he was waiting for someone.
After a full five minutes, the four men pulled up their collars and said something before the large army behind them began to advance, but they still maintained a circular procession. James felt a toothache from watching it.
At first he thought this task would be a piece of cake and refused Mrs. M to send others to assist him, but seeing the situation now, James really regretted it.
James gritted his teeth and decided to attack now. Looking at Zorro's current fearful formation, once he enters the indoor space, he still doesn't know how many layers of protection there will be, and it will be even more difficult to assassinate him.
So he took out a relatively thick mobile phone from his pocket. James flicked it and the phone was opened from the side like a book, revealing a small screen.
After James operated for a while, there was a sudden sound of motor starting three hundred meters away from him. A Don't Touch Me car suddenly started. The license plate slid and revealed a row of round holes. This was a miniature rocket nest.
Since the Banker Killer's unmanned vehicle became famous, other countries and organizations around the world have also begun to study their own remote control unmanned vehicles. After all, there is no technical difficulty, as long as a reliable remote control system is developed. That’s it, this is similar to the principle of a remote control car.
But if you want to meet military standards and equip the army on a large scale, it is nonsense. Just a graphite bomb can make unmanned vehicles crawl in a large area.
Chen Yi has not yet developed an electronic system with anti-jamming capabilities that reaches the military level, but he does not need such high requirements now. After all, the enemies he has to deal with in the past few years have either been taken away by a wave of sneak attacks or are incapable of electronic jamming.
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