Chen Xiao’s life can be said to be quite proud at this time.

When there are round left and right, there are round front and back.

There are a group of people sticking around you wherever you go.

Chen Xiao was walking in the human skirt, like a fish in water.

The warm voices in my ears never stopped for a moment.

......

After Chen Xiao returned to the country, he was free and happy.

But George, who was far away on Wall Street, almost collapsed.

"What? So many died? How is this possible? Tens of thousands of mercenaries cannot defeat the Chinese?"

"Old, boss, I'm not a Chinese mercenary... but an infectious disease and died of illness."

George was stunned, "What disease is that great?"

"Uh...I heard that it was a man who came out of the Derek Institute of Biology. What virus did he carry? There is a nickname called...Crazy Carter."

George frowned. He was not from this industry and did not know about it.

"A man came out of that biology institute and wiped out all the SI Security Group, Blackwater Group, and Moldier Army?"

"Ah yes yes yes yes, yes."

George touched his chin and said, "What kind of virus is it...it's so powerful? Just let him leave Hawksauce?"

"There is no way to let go if you don't let it go. I heard that Carter has escaped from the control of the Moldiers."

George was shocked, "Which force is helping him? It's absolutely impossible for ordinary people to do it!"

Subordinate: "Then I don't know."

George sat at his desk, feeling his chest a little blocked.

International crude oil prices have begun to rise uncontrollably.

His trading team is being forced to buy and close positions crazily

Every transaction pays the price of loss.

But there is no way. If this is not the case, I believe that it will be forced to close the position in no time.

But he and the forces behind him have sold too many international crude oil futures contracts in order to short.

Even so, it only delays the time for the liquidation.

If the international crude oil price rise cannot be stopped, it will be a matter of time before the stock price is over.

"Let the leader of the Mildevil Army find a way! Once the position is over, they will lose more!"

"yes!"

Half an hour after the assistant went out, he returned.

"Boss, the Mold Army said that they will send fleets to the oil-producing countries to suppress the Horta Mercenary Group."

George nodded, "I hope they won't miss it again this time, we have no chance!"

......

Chen Xiao pushed Xia Yudie on his abdomen, "Yudie?"

Xia Yudie seemed to wave his hand undoubtedly, "Don't move, don't move first~~"

Chen Xiao: "..."

I looked around and everyone else was asleep.

Chen Xiao had no choice but to lean against the bedside and take out his cell phone to check the current situation.

Everything in the financial market is moving in a good direction.

So far, international crude oil prices have soared by 30 percentage points, and there is no sign of stopping.

On the other hand, the Horta Mercenary Group made a successful offensive and had captured several large oil fields.

Chen Xiao couldn't help but smile.

He reached out to the bedside table with his right hand, preparing to wipe the cigarette box and smoke a cigarette.

But as soon as he reached halfway, he stopped again. Chen Xiao's arm was hanging in the air and his brows frowned slightly.

His eyes stared at the latest piece of information sent by An Zhong.

"Yingshe sent a whole fleet to the Middle East, and the target oil might be Horta."

Chen Xiao thought to himself, at the last moment, there should be no mistake?

In order to avoid this situation, he thought for a while and replied: "Give him another 100 million Dao Le to Orta, and share the information we have obtained with him to add another fire to international crude oil futures!"

"yes!"

......

An Zhong immediately executed Chen Xiao's order.

Mobilize European cash reserves and transport them to the Middle East urgently.

Arriving early than money is more precious to them.

With the help of the faint lights in the cave command center, Holta finished reading the information from the mysterious fund owner.

Suddenly he fell into a tangle.

Believe it, or don't believe it?

It seems...they have no reason to cheat.

After all, the real money of 200 million US dollars can be replaced with various weapons.

The Moldiers...really want to send a fleet?

It seems very likely that they are used to being domineering anyway. Except for a few limited countries, they will attack whoever they want.

After careful consideration, Holta decided to be more conservative.

He has not many secrets to save his life and preserve his life over the years, but he only plays with caution.ωωw..net

"Order the army to suspend the attack, consolidate the existing territory first, and wait for my further orders."

"yes!"

What Horta is waiting for is another 100 million people mentioned in the information...

......

Seven days later, Horta received information again.

There is a coordinate inside, just like before, another desert treasure hunt.

He immediately set off with a large number of fully armed men carrying shovels.

As expected, a large number of intact plastic seals were dug out in a secluded sand dune...

Horta even became a little addicted to this desert treasure digging activity.

A group of subordinates cheered and then each carried a large bag and returned to the base.

At this point, Orta completely no longer doubted and immediately issued an order:

"Order the army to disband on the spot, break up the whole and blow up all the oil production facilities controlled by Hawksauce!"

"yes!"

......

When the moldy fleet arrived at the oil-producing country, all they had left was the oil field damage, and there was no shadow of an enemy...

The angry Mold Army fired several missiles, destroyed the former site of the abandoned base of Horta, and vented its anger.

What was being met with were one after another destructive attack...

Oil production has been hit further, and international crude oil prices are growing with a more rapid momentum...

Most of the short sellers have broken their positions, and the international crude oil market is full of misery.

Only a very small number of people can revel in this crude oil futures catastrophe.

Among them, Chen Xiao laughed the most!

As the largest bull, after he had full positions, he held 248.7 billion US dollars of international crude oil futures.

Now the profits are close to 80%!

The goal of one hundred points is getting closer and closer.

Wang Peng and others couldn't stop having a carnival in the trading room.

"Damn it! It's a wave of fat!"
To be continued...