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Chapter 567 : The chance to change the fate is at hand!

"Oh, by the way, I haven't asked your name yet." After walking in, Wang Yaozu seemed to have remembered something, turned to look at the Elton family and said.

"My name is Robert Elton." Robert said with an ugly face.

"Smile and be happy. Believe me, I am a very kind person. I will never be violent to people who are willing to help me." Wang Yaozu gave Robert an encouraging look. If he was not wearing the mask of the Ghost King,

The effect will be better.

"Okay, dear Mr. Robber." Robert said through gritted teeth.

"Tell me about the precious things in the vault, such as bearer bonds and the like. I like that stuff, it's very convenient." Wang Yaozu recalled the $400 million bond and couldn't help but lick the corner of his mouth.

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When he didn't hear the answer, Wang Yaozu looked at Robert, his voice suddenly turned cold, and he pressed towards the opponent with murderous intent without reservation.

"Ah!" Robert seemed to have fallen naked into the cold Arctic. His whole body, including his thinking, became stiff, and he let out an uncontrollable scream in his throat.

"Even a piece of shit in this world has its value, because things without value have no need to exist at all, understand?" Words without any warmth came from Wang Yaozu's mouth, and Robert shook hard again.

"That kind of thing is either secretly hidden in the hands of individuals, or in the safes of large international banks. It is simply not something that a small bank like ours can own. There are only a few million US dollars in bearer bonds." Robert said anxiously.

He said that the bank had been robbed anyway, and he didn't want to lose his life because of a bond worth millions of dollars.

"Okay, take it out, where are the other things? Don't tell me about gold, that thing is too heavy and not worth anything!" Wang Yaozu asked disappointedly.

During this time in the 1990s, the price of one ounce of gold fluctuated between 340 and 420 US dollars. Before coming here, Wang Yaozu specifically asked Guan Youbo. He calculated that even if the average price was 380 per ounce, one ton of gold would

It’s only 13.4 million U.S. dollars, but the value of one ton of U.S. dollars can reach 90 million. The gap is really huge.

Gold is worthless, which is why Zhang Ziqiang doesn't like robbing gold stores? It's so heavy that you can't get much money in exchange.

Of course, in 20 years? The price of gold will have tripled!

"There are some diamonds here. Are they all cut diamonds? They are worth tens of millions of dollars according to the market price. There is nothing else more valuable." Robert spread his hands.

"Really? Poor!" Wang Yaozu shook a small bag of diamonds in his hand and curled his lips. The only thing that satisfied him was the few pink diamonds in it. They could be used to make rings.

The corner of Robert's mouth twitched? You're a fucking robber, saying our bank is poor??

If you don't like being poor, don't come to rob me!

Well, now he also feels that his bank is quite poor.

At least it was like this after being raided this time. Watching the two security guards carrying stacks of U.S. dollars toward the cart with groans? Robert's heart was bleeding.

"How many are there?" Wang Yaozu asked, looking at Aqu who walked in again.

"Not much, estimated to be about 300 million?" Aqu said uncertainly? Anyway, it is not as large as the batch that was snatched from Zhang Ziqiang last time.

"That's it, alas." Wang Yaozu sighed. Elton is just a local private bank, or is it too small? And most of the currency is Italian lira. The maximum face value of this thing is 100,000. Yes, that's right.

One hundred thousand in one note!

What's more, the Kuomintang was not so frantic in issuing such large-denomination banknotes back then. From this, you can know how worthless the lira is.

Of course, on May 10, 1949, the Xinjiang Provincial Bank issued 6 billion yuan in banknotes under the jurisdiction of the Nationalist Government does not count...

The Prince of Hell expressed his regrets and cast an "expectant" look on them, "I'll wait for you!"

"I'll give you a choice Robert. As the second heir, do you want me to put Harold back, or do you want him to die in my hands?" Wang Yaozu looked at Robert with a playful expression.

"I..." Robert hesitated for a while, and finally let out a long sigh, "If there hadn't been this robbery, then I hope he would die. Now, forget it, the family might go bankrupt, so let him come back and take over this mess.

Bar."

"Head, it's the last batch of U.S. dollars." Aqu glanced at the vault. There were still lira and gold bricks stacked in a cubic meter, "I don't want these junk."

"It's too heavy and worthless. Let's go." Wang Yaozu waved his hand and said, "Everyone go up together."

The two security guards took a greedy look at the lira and gold bricks in the vault. Don't give them to us because they are broken.

The greedy looks of the two people made Wang Yaozu raise his eyebrows, and an interesting idea came to him. When the last cart of money was poured into the van, Wang Yaozu stood at the door, took out a pistol from his waist and shook it in his hand.

A few laps.

"Now, let's play a game!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Robert and the two security guards changed drastically. What flashed in their minds was the Russian Roulette... It was a gambling game like the Roulette of Death. Robert was better, after all, he maintained the last trace of dignity, and the two

The security guard was so unbearable that he knelt on the ground with a bang and began to cry and pray.

"Why are you crying? Stand up." Wang Yaozu reprimanded angrily, and the two of them were so frightened that they quickly shed their tears, "I said, I won't use your work in vain, I will pay you, and now it's time to receive the reward.

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As he spoke, Wang Yaozu looked at the closed-circuit surveillance equipment next to him, and said in a voice like a devil's whisper: "There are more than ten tons of gold underground, as well as countless liras."

"I will leave a gun and a pistol. This will be an opportunity I give you. Whoever gets it first will have the ability to 'rule the world.' The gold, jewelry, and money in it are up to you.

use."

"Come on, are you ready?"

"Fight for it!"

"Break the shackles that imprison your destiny, and the opportunity to change your destiny is right in front of you!"

"Go ahead, Yo-Yo!"

Wang Yaozu raised his hand, and the black Glock 17 rolled and was thrown towards the end of the hall. The two security guards chased the pistol like vicious dogs, while Robert, who was standing next to him, rushed towards the door leading to the underground vault like the wind.

Rush to the elevator.

People trained by big families are different from ordinary civilians. When Wang Yaozu asked them to fight for the gun, his first thought was not to fight for the gun with two strong security guards, but to think of the dead people in the underground vault.

The three bodyguards all have guns on them, and there are three of them, which is enough for him to gain an overwhelming advantage in firepower.

However, he was too happy after all. There were not only two security guards in the headquarters building, but there were also many staff upstairs. However, the phone lines were cut short and the jammer was silent, making it impossible to send messages here.

No news came out, and Li Xiangdong was clearly seen blocking the door with an AK47 on the CCTV, so everyone in the building quietly hid upstairs.

But now that the devil guarding the door is gone, the dragon's treasure has been opened, and the greedy side of human nature has completely exploded.

Anyway, no matter how much you rob, as long as the police don't catch you, you can blame the robber in the end.

So why are you hesitating? As for work, as long as you have money, who cares about any bullshit job!


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