blackstone code

Chapter 625
The sudden change caught many people off guard. The demonstrators who besieged the palace left dozens of corpses and left in a hurry after trying to storm the palace.

A reporter from the federal "Wave" magazine took this precious scene. When something happened in the palace, and then someone announced that the king and queen had committed suicide, the originally "calm" people began to attack the palace frantically.

Their purpose was not to respond to the feat of the so-called Nagalil Democratic Party, they simply wanted to take advantage of it, but they failed.

At the end of this article, the reporter used "bad character" to describe the entire Nagalil people.

In fact, not only these ordinary people were greatly shocked and stimulated, the people of the joint development company were also a little confused, this is not a script they arranged.

The script they arranged was that some famous Nagalilians who had secretly turned to them would do this.

For example, those left over from the last purge have a close cooperation foundation with the Federation, or the Nagalilians who are simply the lackeys of the Federation stand up.

It is these lackeys with a popular base who overthrow the rule of the royal family, so that the Federal Development Corporation can completely control the country through the puppet in front of the stage.

But there was a little accident. The appearance of the Democratic Party and the suicide of the old king made everything irreversible. Now this is a very hot iron.

If the old king is not dead, everything still needs to be discussed. Now that the old king is dead, some things are not easy to discuss. Even the cabinet of the federal president made a call to the board of directors of the United Development Corporation, meaning not to interfere too much in the affairs of other countries. internal affairs.

The Federation will not bear the appalling scapegoat of "subverting the regime of other countries" and "murdering the leaders of other countries" for the Joint Development Company. If something happens because of this, the Federal Government will find some scapegoats from the Joint Development Company and throw them out. At the same time, most of Nagalil's interests will be lost.

Therefore, in the absence of an optimal solution, we can only take one step at a time.

On the second day after the incident happened, Mr. Herbers, who was far away in the Federation, saw the news in the ward. As the closest ally to the Federation in recent years, Nagalil has a lot of influence in the Federation society. Yes, so the report will also focus on reporting these things.

Looking at the scene of the martial law outside the palace, Mr. Hebers sighed silently, and the last piece of the puzzle was solved.

He suddenly became lazy, and he had no idea or determination to regain his strength. Now he just wanted to lie down quietly, and everything flashed quickly in his mind.

Yes, the United Kingdom of Nagalil has withdrawn from the stage of history, and Galil has completely become a waste paper, there is no doubt about it.

A country is "destroyed", how can the currency left by this country be valuable?

In other words, the 100 billion Galils that he was detained at the pass may now be worth the price of a piece of special waste paper, nothing more.

Then he wants to use these waste papers to get back those collaterals from the bank, from Lynch, is it possible?

Obviously, it is impossible. At that time, they will only ask him to come up with other equivalent currencies, whether it is the Federal Sol or the Fula, it will be a fatal blow to Mr. Hebbs.

That is something with an estimated value of more than 4000 million. Where is he going to get more than 4000 million federal sols now?

If he can't get it, it means that he will breach the contract, and the liquidated damages are still [-]% per day. It won't take long for him to go bankrupt completely!

The door of the ward was suddenly opened, and his assistant rushed in with a face full of surprise, "Mr. Hebbs, the customs court just called me, and our container is ready to leave the port..."

Mr. Herbers smiled, shook his head, and pointed to his clothes, which his assistant sent over.

He took out a silver pure color from his clothes, lit it, and felt the endless aftertaste and mellow change between his lips and teeth, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, and then sighed heavily, "It's too late."

He smiled, as if making a final summary.

In fact, he thought about it carefully now, and in the final analysis, he was still too greedy and too arrogant.

The first time he met Lynch, Lynch suffered a big loss, which made him have a kind of...a prejudice against Lynch, yes, he never thought that Lynch would be his own A big trouble, that's just a joke.

In the later meeting in Nagalil, the various conditions Lynch proposed were just a game of plunder to him who had already developed a prejudice!

Childish, this is Mr. Herbers' evaluation of Lynch, and he also saw a fatal flaw in a bad game from Lynch.

So he agreed to the deal, and his arrogance and prejudice allowed him to overlook many of the little things that actually showed up, such as motivation.

He couldn't see it, but he thought it was because he didn't want to see it. He ignored too many details like this, so that he was hit now, and he was finished.

He breathed a sigh of relief. He lost the foundation he had earned over the years, and at the same time lost all the investors' money, as well as a large number of properties entrusted to him to manage.

There is no need for the Federation or Lynch to trouble him. His investors, his brother who has been pretending that he is poor and clean, but in fact wants to become nothing, will trouble him.

"I want to eat duck legs." Mr. Hebers said suddenly, "There is a restaurant at No. 14 on Central Avenue. Their chef's specialty is roast duck legs. Help me order a takeaway."

Mr. Hebers took out a few 20-yuan Federal Sol from his pocket and handed them over. Seeing the assistant's performance of wanting to speak, he shook his head, stopped the other party, and patted the other party's hand at the same time. "Go early and return early."

The assistant was a little confused, but he understood Mr. Hebbs' attitude, nodded his head, and left quickly.

There is some distance from here to Central Avenue, Mr. Hebers, who was sitting on the hospital bed, smoked Clover for a while, then turned and sat up.

He walked to the bathroom, dressed neatly, and left the ward with his civilized stick.

The building of the hospital is very high. Firstly, Bu Pain’s land is too valuable. It is obviously a disadvantage to buy a large area of ​​land and only build some three-to-five-story buildings. Secondly, the federal medical group is not short of money.

The money they make every year from those commercial medical insurance and medical services is unimaginable. People have only heard about the joys and sorrows of real estate bosses, but they have never paid attention to how much a hospital or a medical device company can earn every year. Money, people subconsciously ignore this information, even if someone tells you, you will ignore it.

The most profitable businesses in the world are medical care and funeral services, because no one can escape these two businesses as long as they are individuals.

On the top of the building, standing on the edge of the roof, the hem of Mr. Hebbs's clothes was shaking in the whistling wind, and the pure color in his hand was also burning rapidly, and the wind fueled the fire.

He glanced down, and there were a few ambulances with their lights still flashing, looking busy.

Of course it is busy, Galil has withdrawn from the stage of history, the six major federal banks have suspended all financial business related to Galil, and the Financial Supervisory Commission has directly removed Galil’s brand from the foreign exchange bulletin board. The tragedy of two years ago was reproduced.

Countless people lined up to go up to the rooftop, and then leaped with all their might.

Bang!
The ground vibrated slightly, blood splattered everywhere, and the frightened driver swerved abruptly, causing a series of traffic accidents.

Everything is like the end of the world, or the invasion of evil spirits. People climb up and jump down numbly. Ambulances and fire engines are also desperate, and they have no time to do anything.

This world...

hiss……

There is nothing to miss!

Mr. Hebbs breathed out the smoke, took off the solid color in his hand, and flicked it hard.

Rolling down from the sky with the pure color of sparks, he shook his head with a smile. After a lifetime of glory, he fell into a pit at the end. He didn't blame anyone.

The forward tilt and rotation finally turned into the same loud noise. His jaw was completely shattered, and his body hit the ground in a particularly twisted posture. Two eyeballs were squeezed out under tremendous pressure. Roll aside.

The ambulance rushing in from the outside couldn't brake enough, and thumped over the rotten meat.

Crazy day, hopeless day.

Soon the news of Mr. Hebers' suicide reached Lynch's ears, and it was Mr. Truman who told him. After all, such a famous person died in the Federation. There will always be some channels to report these things to him. , and Mr. Hebers is not just as simple as having a name and surname, he has also participated in this series of plans.

"I remember that he has no relatives in the Federation..." Lynch read the newspaper while coping with the call.

"Yes, his relatives are all abroad, what do you think?"

Lynch smiled, "I don't have any ideas, you can ask someone to ask his relatives, is there anyone willing to bear this debt for him... well, an infinitely growing debt."

The money has been lent out, and a calculated interest has already been generated. If someone is willing to pay several million in interest and pay more than 4000 million in principal, then they can take the mortgage from Lynch in the bank industry.

In fact, this is a very profitable business, those things are worth at least 7000 million to 8000 million.

Mr. Truman sneered, "I don't think anyone will be able to come up with so much money all at once, and it's still a time like this."

Galil's crazy increase and the inflow of international hot money made it soar uncontrollably in the final stage. Many people joined in this feast, and some even gambled their fortunes.

Now that Galil is finished, the world's finances will be affected. Just to ensure that the import and export trade reduces the loss caused by the exchange rate difference, some foreign companies and banks that trade with Nagalil have more or less reserves. Galil.

It's all fucked up now!
There may be those who can come up with so much money, but there must be no ones who are related to Mr. Hebbs or who have inheritance rights.

If so, there is no need for him to commit suicide.

"Does this mean that I don't have to get another batch of waste paper to return to you?" Lynch closed the newspaper.

According to federal law, if a person dies without heirs and without a personal will, everything will be auctioned off.

The proceeds from the auction will be donated to federal welfare institutions free of charge, and used to maintain the daily expenses of these welfare institutions.

For a little money, you can buy 100 billion Galiel currency, five containers.

Lynch plundered tens of millions of assets from this transaction.

In the world of capital, exploiting workers is always a small way, and the mutual encroachment of capital is the kingly way!

The rise of an era is bound to step on the corpse of the previous era!
(End of this chapter)