Cultivating Immortals in Space: Cannon Fodder Becomes a Boss in the Wasteland

Chapter 50 Billion Labor Fees

Chapter 50 One billion...labor fees

This time.

A sneer appeared on the old man's face.

In his opinion, the other party is already a little greedy.

So many heavy and non-heavy weapons are enough for any underworld force.

It has even exceeded the standard.

They are just gangsters who wander in the gray area.

Aren't these weapons enough?

Is there going to be a national war?

This honorary member of the Guzmán family.

At this moment, I even felt that the young woman in front of me was making fun of myself.

Secretly feeling a little angry.

His tone also became rude.

Mo Yu smiled faintly, looked at him calmly, and said in a calm tone.

"What I want is of course the most advanced technological weapons today, such as laser weapons that can penetrate the stratosphere without counting the number of rounds, sonic weapons that can directional attack and control the power, electromagnetic guns that can produce ultra-large-scale destruction, and can be used on a large scale.

A bright light weapon, a cluster pulse weapon with the ability to penetrate and split."

The girl slowly opened her mouth and told her request.

The old man's face became increasingly ugly.

"Impossible! These weapons are the most advanced technologies today. Only a few powerful countries are researching them in the entire Blue Star. Maybe they are not as powerful as nuclear bombs in terms of explosive power, but their confidentiality level is far higher in some functions.

More than a nuclear bomb. How did I get these?!"

"Really impossible?"

Mo Yu seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"impossible!"

The old man waved his hand without thinking.

"One billion!"

The girl spoke calmly.

"This is not about money, Ms. Mollica, you are too difficult for us, you know these weapons..."

“One billion Citicoins!”

Mo Yu's voice was loud and she didn't listen to him continue speaking.

The old man's face twitched and he looked confused.

"It's too unsafe. If we just smuggle some traditional firepower weapons, those superpowers will turn a blind eye. But these are high-tech, trump cards that countries must guard against. If we dare to smuggle, I'm afraid we will be beaten by the world."

Sanctions..."

"The 1 billion Citicoins are just for your personal service fee. We will calculate the deposit separately!"

There was a snap.

The girl took out a check with a denomination of one billion.

Smashed it on the conference table.

The crisp sound not only blocked the next words, but also hit the hearts of the two people in the room.

Their hearts pounded as they hit the ground.

The piece of paper on the table.

The nine zeros after one almost dazzled their eyes.

And the bank logo still comes from Citigroup.

The white man's pupils shrank sharply and he gasped secretly.

Putting real money right in front of your eyes is so impactful.

Even the old man next to him was breathing heavily, and his eyes were fixed on the check on the table, and he never took his eyes away for a long time.

Although he had seen more money, most of it was in public accounts.

And this is my own little treasury...

"Ha ha ha ha……"

He suddenly laughed loudly and said with a charming smile.

"Tulip is indeed a well-established family. It's really refreshing and generous. Since Miss Mollica is so sincere, the old man should do his best..."

As he spoke, he reached out and took away the check on the table.

But he was held down by a crystal white palm.

Although that palm is not big, the strength on it is surprisingly strong.

It held the old man's hand down like an iron vice, preventing him from moving.

"Miss Mollica, what do you mean?"

The old man's face suddenly sank.

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