Reborn with wealth that rivals the country.

"Michelle, don't do this."

Solomon looked at Michelle, whose face was distorted, in panic. He tried desperately to shake off his hand, but he couldn't break free no matter what he did.

He doesn't want to be caught!

Once he is caught, with the things he has done and the many bigwigs involved, it will be difficult for him to survive.

If you're lucky, you'll be locked up for life!

It would be better to just die!

"Hey……"

Michelle’s mood gradually calmed down, and he said lightly: “Solomon, I have worked for you all my life.

Before you die, please do something for me once, as a way of repaying me, okay?

Don't move, just let me hold your hand and walk you to Joseph, okay?"

Solomon stared at Michelle for a long time before nodding: "Forget it, old friend, I can't survive anyway.

Let me help you just this once."

Michelle let go of her hand cautiously.

As long as Solomon tried to escape, he could pounce on him and catch him at any time.

However, Solomon did not run away. Instead, he turned around and sat down at his desk, looking at the ceiling with a dejected look.

Seeing this, Michelle finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Michelle."

Solomon called his name.

"Ok?"

Michelle looked at Solomon in confusion.

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who would just surrender?"

A strange smile crossed Solomon's face.

Michelle suddenly felt a sense of foreboding in her heart: "What... do you mean?"

"If I were you, I would definitely have my opponent tied up immediately instead of letting him move freely!"

After saying that, Solomon pulled out a black pistol from under the table and pointed it at Michelle's head.

Michelle's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he quickly raised his hands in surrender: "Mr. Rothschild... I... I was wrong..."

"You don't know you're wrong, you know you're going to die!"

Solomon pointed the gun at Michelle's forehead fiercely: "Do you still want to use me to gain credit in front of the new master?

Dream on!!!"

"Don't! Rothschild..."

Bang! ! !

After a gunshot.

Michelle fell straight to the ground.

Solomon didn't care about anything else and ran outside.

The driver he had secretly arranged was already waiting for him at the company's small gate.

The private jet is also ready.

As long as he got on the plane, Solomon could sneak out of the hegemonic country, go to a small country, change his name and become an ordinary rich man that no one knew.

Solomon even arranged for plastic surgery.

After getting in the car.

Solomon saw from the window that a large group of special forces surrounded the foundation headquarters.

"You bastard! You want to catch me? Dream on!!!"

Solomon spat, pulled a cigar from his pocket and lit it to calm himself.

The moment the plane flew out of the hegemonic country's range, Solomon's tense nerves finally relaxed.

Looking down at the lights of thousands of homes in the hegemonic country from the plane, Solomon was overwhelmed with emotions.

From now on, I'm afraid he will never be able to return to such a prosperous metropolis.

Solomon had no ambition to make a comeback.

Although he is stubborn and arrogant, he understands very well.

A person’s rise to the top of the world depends not only on strength, but more on luck and the dividends of the times.

Now, let alone dividends, Solomon has offended capital from all over the world.

The world's largest country, Baguo, and the next largest country, Daxia, both hated him to the core.

Even if Solomon wanted to start another business, it would be hundreds, even thousands of times more difficult than for an ordinary person! !

"Just live a peaceful and stable life as a wealthy man in a small country, find a few young and beautiful girlfriends, and live an ordinary life..."

Solomon sighed to himself.

He has resigned himself to his fate.

Losing to Chen Mo is not unfair.

“You don’t have to be unwilling.

Because whether you are poor or rich, whether you are sick or healthy, whether you are happy or sad, it is meaningless in this world."

An old voice sounded in Solomon's ears.

Solomon's body trembled, and he turned his head to see that an old man in a black cloak was sitting next to him.

Not an inch of the old man's skin was exposed.

Even his face was hidden in the dark hat.

"You... are you?"

Solomon asked cautiously, "Fool?"

The Fool hummed, “I used to use a falsetto, but now I don’t need to, because… I’m dying.

Actually, I only had a month to live.

I dragged it on until now.

I feel like my vitality is fading these days, so I came to see my only old friend in the world."

It was the first time Solomon heard the Fool’s true voice, and he was quite shocked.

After a few seconds of silence, Solomon said, “The foundation is gone, all the Rothschild family members were arrested, and I escaped in a panic.

Can you kill Chen Mo?"

Now Solomon had no more worries, as he planned to live his whole life in anonymity and be an ordinary person.

What does assassinating the Five Elders mean?

The Fool shook his head: "He can't die for the time being.

I need him.”

"Why? What do you need him for?"

Solomon wondered.

“You know, the world is fake.

Only Chen Mo can lead me to find the real world.

Maybe there are gods there!

Maybe... God can make me immortal!

Cough cough cough…”

Having said this, the Fool became a little agitated and began to cough madly.

Solomon thought the fool was very ill and his mind was not clear.

What world is fake?

What god?

That's all nonsense!

"Then... can you return my 10 trillion to me? You don't need it anyway..."

Solomon asked cautiously.

He didn't hold out much hope.

That’s 10 trillion!

Now Solomon has no rights anymore, who would give them back to him?

The next moment, a card was thrown into Solomon's arms.

"Here you go. There's 15 trillion in there."

The Fool said calmly.

"Really...really gave it to me?"

Solomon took the black card and swallowed.

15 trillion is probably all the savings of the fool in his life.

I didn't expect that he would give it to me without even thinking about it.

With these 15 trillion, Solomon felt that he was in good shape again!

Maybe if he handles it right, he can make a comeback!

"I gave it to you. It's all fake and meaningless."

The Fool spoke calmly, his tone as cold as a dead man.

"Thank you! You think it's meaningless, but I think it's incredibly meaningful!"

Solomon took the black card and kissed it again and again.

"Do you have any other wishes before you die?"

The Fool asked calmly.

"That's all, that's all I have... huh?"

Solomon suddenly realized something was wrong and looked at the Fool in horror: "You...what do you mean?"