The Memoirs of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 39 Gold
Li Ang circulated the sea of ​​qi, and his clothes slammed loudly. When the "Heavenly Demon Slaughtering God Method" was in operation, endless evil spirits gathered on the face of the Nuo, and the two white lines running through the mask radiated faint light, which was as black as ink. The hollow eye sockets began to spin, half-real.

There is vitality, there is form, and it is all illusion.The beginning of good fortune and the change of yin and yang are called life and death.

In the eyes of the Italian mafia gunmen, Li Ang's face suddenly burst into flames, his raincoat turned into a wriggling flesh-colored creeper, his arms turned into long snakes with twists and turns, and thunderbolts twisted into dark and dark The ghostly and frenzied sounds, even the solid ground under their feet turned into mouthparts of benthic fishes.

The illusion induced by the Nuo Mian was so effective that all the gunmen panicked and fired aimlessly.

The slaughter begins.

The guns were useless, and the resistance was defeated. The bullets always brushed against the edge of Li Ang's raincoat, pierced through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hall, and shattered glass debris all over the floor.

"Why do the weak fight?"

Li Ang stepped forward with a sigh, moving up and down in the crowd, swinging knives and axes lightly. In the blink of an eye, the right wrists of all the thugs in the hall were cut off at the same root. The sprayed blood waves surged and flowed, accumulated into puddles and wrinkled waves, like boiling soup, the strong wind swirled back and blew away the fishy smell, and the thunder that streaked across the sky illuminated the mess.

All the gunmen fell to the ground and rolled non-stop, with bruised veins on their cheeks, bean-sized cold sweat condensed on their foreheads, and they pinched their right wrists with their remaining left hands to try to stop the blood from flowing out, screaming and screaming endlessly.

Li Ang calmly raised his legs and stepped over the maggot-like crowd, stopped in front of Richard Sapa, stood there and beat his palm with the back of the one-handed axe,

"Good evening, Mr. Richard."

Li Ang tapped the raincoat with his fingers, shaking off the blood, "This weather is really bad, if I don't have a raincoat, I should be soaked."

This British style of chatting did not get the expected response. Richard slumped on the chair with a dead face, and said with difficulty: "What do you want?"

"Money?" Li Ang scratched his chin with the sharp edge of the armor-piercing knife, and said uncertainly: "I know, if all the manors, factories, real estate companies, film companies, funds, bonds, and stocks of the Sapa family are all Counting at least a billion dollars in wealth, but the transfer of these money requires a huge amount of procedures, steps, and time, and the most important thing is that it is easy to be traced, and it is certainly impossible to slip into my pocket safely and smoothly.”

This is a fact. The transfer of huge assets will always attract the attention of those who care about it. Whether it is the FBI or the IRS (Internal-Revenue-Service US Internal Revenue Service, also known as the US Internal Revenue Service), they are difficult evil spirits. To some extent, the IRS may be more deterrent.

You must know that the IRS was founded in 1862. It was established by President Lincoln to pay for the Civil War. The unique purpose of the establishment made this institution a very high priority in the American government. The business giants who look down on all sides, and the ordinary people who go down to small households to live a tight life, can't escape the inspection of the IRS. In the 30s, Al Capone, the godfather of gangsters who covered the sky with his hands in Chicago with heavy machine gun grenades , was not knocked down by the FBI, but was sent to prison by the IRS for tax evasion, and he contracted syphilis and regretted his life for his life because of messing around in the prison, becoming a big laughing stock in the world.

There is a well-known proverb in the United States: "Only death and paying taxes are eternal." Li Ang didn't want to attract the attention of the behemoth IRS at all, and avoided dangerous black money that might lead to investigations such as real estate, securities, and stocks.

"Mr. Richard, let me offer you a deal." Li Ang said, "I know you must have hidden a large amount of cash in a corner of this manor, and I will exchange the 500 million dollar bills for one." Human life, what do you think?"

Richard glanced expressionlessly at the crippled subordinate who was thumping on the ground, and said to Li Ang, "Such a lie can't work against me, you'll kill us even after you get the money, won't you?"

"Er Mr. Richard, you may be mistaken about one thing"

Li Ang tilted his head and kicked Antonio's belly hard, causing the latter to curl up into a shrimp screaming, "From the beginning, I didn't intend to let everyone in this hall - including you inside."

Li Ang saw that Richard's face was first confused and then merged into an expression of anger, panic, remorse, pleading, and despair, and said with a smile: "Since this manor is the base of the Sapa family, it is naturally impossible that there is no Sapa family." The lives of women and children. The human lives in the transaction I am talking about refers to your wives, children, nephews and relatives who are hiding in a secret room. One million dollars per life, cash transaction, no counter-offer.”

"No!" Richard burst out with endless anger and courage, he stood up from the chair and strangled Li Ang's neck tightly, "You can't do this!"

"Sorry, I can." Li Ang broke Richard's elbow with a smile, "Have you read "The Sign of Four" written by Mr. Conan Doyle? There is a very clever idea mentioned in it, a moving building The height of the building does not match the sum of the height of all the rooms in the building plus the height of the floor, tell me Mr. Richard, what does this mean?"

It means that on the top of the building, there is a closed and unknown roof room, which can hold a treasure chest full of treasures in "Four Signatures", and a dozen helpless women and children in Sapa Manor.

Richard's face had completely lost all color. He knelt on the ground, kissed the instep of Li Ang's rain boots humbly, and said hoarsely: "There are 800 million US dollars in cash in the underground warehouse, and 100 yuan of British gold bricks. "

According to the standard standard of the underground vault in the City of London, the gold bricks have a purity of 99.5% and a weight of 400 ounces. Based on the lowest price of US$1300 per ounce, gold bricks worth 100 yuan are worth at least US$5000 or two million!

The Sapa family has been rooted in Gotham City for decades, and its tentacles have spread to New York, Chicago, and the Winnipeg gold trading market in Canada. These huge wealth can be used by professional speculators to make a big fortune by doing long and short The two-way arbitrage operation is always unfavorable in the gold price market.

"Wow, I have to say, Mr. Richard, this offer has far exceeded my expectations."

Li Ang said with a smile: "Then after I get the money, you can die with peace of mind."

(End of this chapter)