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Chapter 543 I Want to Bet More

The negotiation location is in the World Bank warehouse.

The atmosphere was extremely depressing.

After Jiang Wangshu said that, no one spoke again.

But the depressing atmosphere gradually began to suffocate people.

The surrounding special forces kings even seemed unable to breathe.

The picture of Jiang Wangshu being unreasonable was transmitted via real-time satellite.

Almost the whole world is paying attention to this war.

Many places even secretly and urgently raised their alert level.

The cold country, the big officials, and the small countries in Southeast Asia all secretly took the most complete precautions at almost the same time.

Families, sects, super organizations, and the highest-level national institutions all focus on the historical relics of the Magic City, which is less than half a square kilometer.

And Jiang Wangshu's approach was too arrogant.

It even gives people the feeling of their nostrils pointing upward.

There was a tendency to break up after a disagreement.

Fujiwara took a deep look at Jiang Wangshu and suddenly smiled softly:

"Wang Shujun, let's get started."

After speaking, he gently raised his hand, and the old man in river clothes sitting behind him respectfully handed over a black folder.

At this moment, Feng Siming stood up and walked over. Then he seemed to have something in his hand and lightly pressed it on the negotiation table.

The tabletop covered with red velvet suddenly cracked in the middle.

Amidst a slight sound of electricity, a transparent glass curtain wall slowly rose.

Continue to rise to one meter and stop.

On the glass curtain wall, a stream of light suddenly flashed, and then more than ten pictures appeared at the same time.

The leaders of the top ten major countries in the world are all listed.

On the five screens in the middle, Alsace is on the left, and there is an old white man wearing a light yellow triple crown who is so old that he can't even see his eyes.

The largest organization of superpowers in the West, the Pope of the Holy See.

These two giants represent the world of Western superpowers.

On the right, there are two middle-aged men with an air of immortality.

Su Mu couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

Huayangmen and Jijia.

Yang Jiyan of the Huayang Sect became Yang Buqun and naturally lost his position as headmaster. This was the backup headmaster of the sect, named Yang Jichang.

The middle-aged man of the Ji family should be Ji Lengyu's father and acting head of the Ji family, Ji Shi.

Those who are qualified to appear here naturally represent their respective statuses.

In other words, the three major clans were behind the scenes and forcibly promoted their status.

The old white man in the middle is short and obviously has Jewish characteristics.

He has a big nose, a bald head, and a face full of wrinkles. He looks a bit funny. From both sides of the glass screen, you can see a smile on his face:

"Dear everyone, I, Floyd, died as the president of the Skull and Bones Guild. As the arbiter of this war, I will ensure notarization and fairness throughout the entire process."

There is no doubt that this super secret war, which has been planned for hundreds of years but ultimately failed, will change the structure of the world.

China is now rising strongly, and at least economically, it has become the number one in the world.

However, this position is actually in danger.

Why did the Skull and Bones Society instigate Japan Fuso to carry out the dragon-severing plan?

The struggle between the three major clans at a higher level is naturally the main reason, but putting this aside, harvesting the Chinese economy is the real purpose of the Skull and Bones Society.

The Skull and Bones Society is so ruthless that they are completely mad dogs.

Once you go crazy, you will even trap your own watchdog.

Hanguo, Japanese Fusang, this is a living example.

When the Han Dynasty rose and overtook Japan, it was directly used by its masters to use electricity. The so-called miracle of the Han River eventually fell into the pockets of the masters, and the whole country was so poor that a donation campaign was launched.

This is especially true for Japanese Fuso. After the war, in order to rise, it even organized hundreds of thousands of women to go to Nanyang to sell silver.

After more than thirty years of development, it was claimed at the time that America could be bought with the help of Tokyo’s real estate value. What was the result?

That bubble era almost broke the backbone of Japan.

It was the master's hand.

But this still can't be changed. These two loyal dogs have been wagging their tails and begging for mercy from their masters.

The Blood Society divides the world and harvests the soul energy.

However, the Skull and Bones Society, which is inferior to even super organizations and sects, harvests the world economy.

So, how come today there is no appearance of Freud?

What’s funny is that this old guy doesn’t dare to come to China in person and can only do so-called arbitration online.

Looking at the other party's face, a sly smile flashed in Su Mu's heart.

Who knew he had other plans?

Even Su Yunkai, Su Xuanji and Zhuo Buli didn't know.

It is even more impossible to let Jiang Wangshu and others know.

Do you really think that Su Mu has spent these days besides picking up girls and spending time with Zhu Yiyi?

Once his plan succeeds...!

If you want to play, play a big one.

Two of the world's three major killer organizations, ICA and Damocles, are all sharp blades in his hands.

Ye Xiao regained the title of the world's number one killer king, and with his own big gun, his lethality increased to an abnormal level. There were ICA leaders Lucifer, Isa and the leader Damocles who had secretly annexed them.

With Kafka's cooperation, it is not a problem at all to do something in the West.

do what?

Assassination of Floyd.

Only by killing him and relying on Locke Morgan can he ascend to the throne.

And Floyd must die.

This is a true cold-blooded butcher.

It can be said that it was he who single-handedly promoted the Broken Dragon Plan, and today's battle was also his masterpiece.

In the light curtain, Freud's eyes were very sincere, just like the old man next door, looking at Jiang Wangshu and Fujiwara, his tone became extremely deep:

"So, based on the bet that was agreed upon in advance, do you two have any other opinions?"

When the bet was mentioned, everyone's breathing quickened.

If China loses, it will choose to open up five major confidential areas, despite the staggering bet of five trillion US dollars.

Hua Guoying will receive the five most advanced technologies from Japanese Fuso in modern industry, technology, and manufacturing.

What is national destiny?

Once these five major areas are known to everyone, their backbone will be broken forever and they will never be able to rise again.

This is Broken Dragon.

The bets between Hua Guo and Japanese Fuso have naturally been marked long ago, but everyone knows that in this battle of national destiny, the real bet is outside the bet.

It is conceivable that just the Habsburg family secretly made a super bet of 80 trillion US dollars. Counting the Eastern sects, Western super organizations, and their various aristocratic families, this bet,

What an astonishing level it will reach.

Even Su Mu himself was outside the betting market.

Not to mention Hyde's two trillion bet from the Illuminati, the bet in Isa's hand was enough for him to eat and fall.

But how can this be done?

When Floyd asked that question, the Chinese side and the command center, including Commander Hu, couldn't help but twitch their Adam's apple.

Hushuai's palms began to sweat.

In the midst of a strange silence, a slightly frivolous chuckle sounded:

"I'd like to add some bets, is there anyone willing to take it?"

The person who spoke was actually Feng Zinan.

All eyes turned to him.

The other party's eyes were always fixed on Su Mu.

The meaning is very obvious, just look for Su Mu.

Jiang Wangshu couldn't help but glance at Su Mu, who smiled slightly:

"Can you afford it?"

Without waiting for Feng Zinan to change his face, he said to Jiang Wangshu nonchalantly:

"Lao Jiang, I'm willing to pay a dime to bet that he is a poor man."

Feng Zinan's face suddenly turned ferocious.

But Su Mu responded faster.

Clang.

On the negotiating table, three glass bottles, 30 centimeters long and 5 centimeters in diameter, filled with a faint blue liquid were smashed out.

The faces of Feng Qingxuan, Feng Wuchen, Feng Zinan, Feng Siming, and the people from the Blood Descendants Association behind them suddenly changed dramatically.

"Play with three sticks first. If you can't get them out, what are you trying to do?"

Feng Zinan's face suddenly became extremely gloomy and ugly.

Source liquid.

The highest grade source fluid.

How could he have?

Damn it.

Feng Qingxuan's pupils shrank to pinpoints.

What frightened him even more was what level of storage device Su Mu had in his hands.

Su Mu is a pure blood member of the royal family. In theory, he should inherit all the wealth of the royal family.

It's actually understandable that he can produce the source liquid.

But……!

How many does he have?

This is the point.


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