Spellcasting Heavens

Yvette! Calm down! You must calm down! You can do it!

In the alley behind a coffee shop, a young white girl was nervously standing there to cheer herself up.

She held a small video camera in one hand and a self-defense stun device in her bag with the other.

In the United States, where guns and violence are extremely common, you must be fully prepared to threaten someone, otherwise a confrontation between words may turn into a bloody conflict, or even rape or murder at any time.

If it weren't for the fact that there were too many secrets involved, and if they were leaked, she would be in a desperate situation, she would not hesitate to spend a lot of money to hire a bodyguard.

But unfortunately, reality is often cruel. If you want to get something, you must pay the corresponding price, and no one is exempt.

After waiting anxiously for seven or eight minutes, a chubby fat man finally got out of a Lincoln sedan, quickly got into the alley, and roared angrily: Fake! You damn bitch actually threatened me! Hand over the cassette quickly! Otherwise I will make it look good for you!

Mr. Claudine, don't be so excited. Here, this is the cassette you want. Of course, it is just a copy. The real original is kept by me in a very safe place. If you don't follow what I say, If you do, then the cassette will be sent to your wife. As far as I know, she is quite dissatisfied with you. If she gets evidence of your cheating, guess what she will do? If it were me, I I will definitely find a powerful lawyer, file for divorce directly and divide as much property as possible. Yvette was obviously not frightened by the other party's aggressive look, but instead threatened her calmly.

Before going out today, she had practiced it several times at home. Although she was extremely nervous, she still said everything she needed to say very smoothly.

no way!

The most important thing when engaging in blackmail, extortion, and blackmail is to abandon your sense of morality and shame and turn yourself into a complete scumbag.

Yvette is undoubtedly far from being able to do this, so she can only try to be tough.

Because she longs for wealth, longs to be a member of the upper class, and longs to enjoy the sun, beach, wine, food, brand-name clothes, shoes, cosmetics, carnival parties, handsome men, etc. like those rich young American girls.

After all, desire is a very wonderful thing. It can make the humblest people brave, just to change their original ordinary destiny.

No! I won't listen to you! Bring me the original card immediately! Claudine roared and grabbed the girl's neck.

Like most white American men, his first thought after being threatened was not to use wisdom, but to choose violence without thinking.

Shet! Fat pig! You forced me to do this!

Without saying a word, Yvette took out the electric shock device and pressed the trigger switch.

Snap, snap, snap, snap!

Accompanied by the crisp sound of electricity, Claudian suddenly twitched, then fell to the ground with a plop on his back.

However, since the power of the self-defense electric shock device was not very high, he did not fall into a coma. He just lost the ability to move and struggled to get up.

But how could Yvette let go of such an opportunity? She raised her sharp high-heeled shoes and kicked the man's vital part.

ah!!!!!!

There is a heartbreaking pain in the world called egg pain.

Right now, poor Claudine is experiencing it firsthand, as his round head and face turn a strange purple-red color.

Idiot! Just wait for your wife to take you to court! Yvette stepped on the other person's left hand hard again, and then planned to turn around and leave.

Don't! Don't leave! We can talk again! Claudian was suddenly frightened out of his wits, and grabbed the girl's ankle regardless of Dandan's sadness.

Talk? No, we have nothing to talk about. Either do as I say or go back and wait to die. There is no third way. Also, keep your dirty hands away. Yvette gave the order very forcefully. Ultimatum.

She has realized that the fat man in front of her is actually a bully and a bully. As long as she acts tough, there is nothing to worry about.

Damn! That's millions of dollars! It will take me at least a week to clean it! Claudian cursed through gritted teeth.

As a lustful man who likes to hunt for women, he began to hate himself at this moment. He failed to control his lower body for nothing at the beginning, and ended up where he was today.

You must know that money laundering is not terrible. It is basically done by major banks, financial industries, and accounting firms in the United States.

But the scary thing is that almost all money laundering is not a one-time deal. Once you enter the industry, you may never get out of it in this life.

What Claudian is really afraid of is whether the woman in front of him is a spy sent by some gangsters or drug lords to test the waters. If he meets the other party's request, will there be another 10 million or 10 million in the future? 100 million?

If that happens, it won't be long before he's on the FBI, DEA, and IRS blacklists.

No problem, I'll give you a week, and I'll also allow you to withdraw 5% of the benefits. Remember, make it clean. I don't want any trouble in the future. Do you understand? Yvette said. He lowered his waist and gently patted the fat man's slightly plump face.

This humiliating action made Claudian full of anger, but he did not dare to make any resistance. He could only watch the girl stuff the bag full of black money into the trunk of her car, and then walked away.

…

A few minutes later, when Yvette returned to the second-hand BMW, she immediately waved her fists and cheered loudly: It worked! I did it! Finally, I didn't let that dead fat pig take advantage of it!

Well done! This is a good start. Next, you have to learn to make good use of it to complete the original capital accumulation. Zhang Cheng, who was sitting in the cab, encouraged with a smile.

Primary capital accumulation? Yvette was obviously stunned.

Zhang Cheng nodded slightly: That's right! Primitive capital accumulation!

You don’t think you can enter the upper class with just a few million dollars, do you?

No, dear, not even close. Since you have neither connections nor talents, you simply cannot gain wealth from the fierce and cruel market competition.

So I suggest you look to criminal law for a little inspiration, and that is acting as a money laundering middleman.

Chicago is a city of gangsters, with more than two hundred gangs, large and small. You only need to convince one or two of them to hand over part of their illegal gains to you, and then clean them through Claudine and earn from them. Ten to fifteen percent handling fee.

Look, it's so simple and yet so profitable.

The most important thing is that you have a one-way connection, so as long as you are not too greedy, there is almost no need to worry about being caught.