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He didn't think a depraved druid who was engaged in smuggling magical creatures could have huge sums of money.

"Sixty thousand! I have sixty thousand gold dinars! There are eight hundred million dollars in bonds and deposits!"

In order to save his own life, Abraham Boroman reported his family property without thinking.

He never dreamed that instead of bringing huge profits, a rare manticore would attract terrible enemies.

"Sixty thousand gold dinars?!" Urban subconsciously opened his mouth wide, as if he heard something incredible.

You must know that gold dinars are not those garbage banknotes in modern society that are based on national credit but are worthless in themselves. You can print as many as you want.

On the contrary, it is a magical currency, minted in a very special place, and the output is very limited every year, and ordinary residents of the underground world may not be able to touch it for a lifetime.

Generally speaking, only in the transactions of magic items, potions, and precious materials, the two parties will choose to use gold dinars instead of dollars or euros that depreciate greatly every year.

Sixty thousand gold dinars, almost equal to the sum of a lord's income for several years, can definitely be called an out-and-out huge sum of money.

In contrast, the deposits and bonds of [-] million US dollars are not so eye-catching.

"That's right! Sixty thousand! As long as you act as if today's incident never happened." Abraham Boroman glanced at the collar soaked in blood, and repeated nervously.

Through the screams and howls that came out from time to time, he could basically be sure that his subordinates were dead, and the only thing he could do now was to save his own life as much as possible, and look for opportunities to rebuild the smuggling network after the storm passed.

Having seen the strong desire to survive in the eyes of many people before they died, Urban immediately understood what the guy in front of him was thinking, and joked with a smile: "[-] gold dinars buy a life, I think this is a very good deal." Good deal, what do you think?"

"I don't know. You have to ask Elizabeth for this deal. She is the one who has the right to make the decision." Zhang Cheng spread his hands indifferently.

"Me? Of course I agree! God! That's [-] gold dinars plus [-] million U.S. dollars!" The girl chose to forget the previous unpleasantness without hesitation, and her eyes revealed surprise and expectation.

After all, she was a young girl from the ghetto who would never forget her days not so long ago when she was struggling to survive in a foster home.

As for the fact that the other party wanted to kill me just now, it was nothing in the slums, not to mention a large sum of money was enough to make up for the mental shock...

Chapter 824 Nazes

A few hours later, in the office on the top floor of the Violet House Entertainment Center, an old man who looked to be 80 or [-] years old was standing in front of the desk with sweat on his head, his face full of tension and fear.

Because he is none other than another guy who is engaged in smuggling magical creatures in the New York underground world, known as the half-blood siren-Nazes.

Of course, this old fox is much more cunning than Abraham Borrowman. He not only opened a freight company on the bright side, but also used the money he earned to manage the ups and downs, so that the lords and councilors obviously Knowing what kind of business he was doing secretly, but they all chose to turn a blind eye to it.

But today, the old fox finally stumbled.

He never dreamed that the task that he originally used to make trouble for his competitors would be taken away by a young and beautiful witch.

What's even more frightening is that this little witch is also the girlfriend of a member of the Supreme Council.

Shock!

panic!

Scared!

After all, he is not an idiot, and he understands that no matter how many people he bribes, he cannot change the established fact of violating the rules, so if the young supreme congressman is determined to kill himself, he has absolutely no chance to resist.

"Nazes, tell me, what should I do with you?" Zhang Cheng tapped on the table lightly, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"My lord, I swear, this is just a misunderstanding, a coincidence, and I didn't mean to take advantage of this young lady." The old man hurriedly bent down, bowed deeply, and desperately explained.

There is no way not to work hard!

The underground world has never paid much attention to the legal system, and there is no jury system that is almost ridiculous. As long as the lord and councilor confirm that a certain unlucky person has violated the rules, they have the right to arrest him, and if it is serious, he will be executed directly.

"Why should I trust you? Or to put it another way, what qualifications do you have to let me let you go?" Zhang Cheng unabashedly released the malice in his heart.

As a person who likes to speculate on the other party's psychological activities from the perspective of the dark side of human nature, he would rather believe that this is a test of his own bottom line, rather than some shit coincidence.

How can there be so many coincidences in the world!

Compared with coincidences, ubiquitous intrigues are the norm in this world.

"What do you want?" Nazes mustered up his courage and tentatively asked.

"Don't worry, I didn't intend to kill you, at least not this time. But you have to understand that there is a price to pay for doing anything wrong. Abraham Borroman paid all his savings for many years in exchange for his life , what about you?" Zhang Cheng hinted meaningfully.

Take your money for your life!

This idea popped up in old Nazes's mind instantly, and he hurriedly calculated in his heart how much property he needed to give to satisfy the young Supreme Council member in front of him.

You must know that he is not the upstart Abraham Borrowman. Apart from the smuggling of magical creatures, there are also a series of gray businesses involving underground casinos, death fight clubs, and erotic services. Some even cooperate with the lords. It moves the whole body with one hair.

On weekdays, through these alliances of interests and relationships, he has never been the only one who has troubled others, and when has he been troubled by others.

But now, facing the power that truly stands at the apex of power in the underground world, the old man suddenly discovered that the power he had worked so hard to build up was simply like a wooden house built on the beach without a foundation. Once a terrible storm came, everything would collapse. For nothing.

Filled with strong reluctance, Old Nazes hesitated for about two to three minutes, and quickly gritted his teeth and responded: "I am willing to pay 3 gold dinars! Plus 14 billion US dollars!"

"Wow!" Elizabeth screamed, and quickly covered her mouth with her hands.

Only now did she realize how incredibly rich the Underworld was.

In particular, the dollar, which ordinary people dream of, is completely like an accessory here, used to make up the difference in important transactions, rather than being used as the main currency.

Zhang Cheng glanced at the girl with a smile, and then said to the old man: "You are very smart, and you offered me a price that satisfies me once, so we can settle this matter. Remember, don't try to play tricks again." Your cleverness, let alone provoke my bottom line, otherwise I promise you will never have such a chance next time."

"Understood! I swear on my life that I will never engage in such small tricks again." Nazes wiped the sweat from his forehead, bent down and bowed deeply.

"Very good! I hope you can do what you say. In addition, I seem to have heard that you have a cruise ship in New York, and regularly hold gambling and fighting competitions on it?" Zhang Cheng asked with great interest.

Nazes nodded quickly: "Yes, my lord. Once a week, only residents of the underground world are invited, as well as politicians and rich people who know the underground world and serve us."

"It sounds interesting. What about the so-called death fight?"

"As the name suggests, two people use their own lives as a bet to enter the ring for unlimited fighting until one of them is completely dead. In fact, this tradition first originated in the ancient Roman arena, and later because of various The reason for this was abolished, and it was not revived until 100 years ago. Please rest assured that our contestants are all voluntary. They fight each other for wealth, fame and status, and there is absolutely no element of performance. It is also because of this , there will be countless people who are willing to spend a lot of money to watch it, and even spend a lot of money to participate in gambling..."

As an organizer and initiator, Old Nazes obviously put a lot of energy and emotion into this brutal fight, and his tone was full of pride.

After all, in the depths of human nature, the desire to destroy and kill has always been hidden. Otherwise, sports such as kickboxing, boxing, wrestling, and martial arts would not be so popular, and they can generate tens of billions of dollars in revenue every year. Even Others felt that it was not exciting enough or bloody enough, so they began to hold some illegal fighting competitions, with maiming and killing the opponent as the condition for victory.

Of course, in the eyes of the underground world, all of this is child's play.

Take the old Nazes as an example, the sea death fight he held, the contestants are a group of guys with transformation ability or supernatural power, the fight is simply more entertaining and exciting than any existing fighting Sex, naturally also attracted countless wealthy guests.

When rich people get together, it is definitely impossible to just watch the game, and gambling will come into being.

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng turned his head and asked Elizabeth who was immersed in joy: "Honey, are you interested in going to relax with me and experience the death fight in the underground world?"

"Okay! It's better to bring Aisha with me!" The girl nodded happily and agreed.