From Arms Dealer To King of War

  Chapter 1050 Fortune

   Qiao strengthened the tough arrangement for Dorian to stay in charge of guarding the main building to prevent himself from being copied, and then he quickly went downstairs to the hidden elevator door.

  Taking out tools to pry open the elevator door, Qiao Jia looked down at the dark elevator shaft...

  After listening for a while, there was no movement, so Qiaojia took out a safety rope and tied the hook with the electric winch, and then firmly fixed the two hooks in the crack of the elevator door...

  The grapple with expansion function goes deep into the gap of the elevator door, and after being stretched, it can not only be used as a support, but also can ensure that the elevator door will not be closed from above.

  Joga quickly descended a distance of about 40 meters in the elevator shaft with the help of ropes, and then stepped on the upper edge of the elevator.

  The previous explosion severely deformed the elevator car. It took a lot of effort for Qiao Jia to open the inspection port on the top of the car.

   After controlling the micro-drone to enter the car, Choja smelled a pungent smell. He decisively took out the gas mask and put it on. After confirming that no one was ambushing near the elevator, he jumped directly into the elevator car.

  Arranging several gas bombs before is for this effect. Completely disperse the enemy to avoid confrontation with the enemy in such a small place, which can avoid danger.

  The micro-drone had flown out of the car at this time, and there was no one outside. Qiao Jia strode out and encountered a crossroad.

  When he frowned and decided to follow his instinct to go left, a voice suddenly came from above his head...

"Who are you?"

  Choga raised his gun vigilantly and aimed at the ceiling, only to find that it was a monitor with a voice function.

  Knowing that he had been discovered, Qiaojia touched the skull mask on his face, raised his **** to the monitor, and said, "Wait, I'll come to you right away.

  伱 likes to eat people, I guess you have never seen your true face, let me restore it for you..."

   "My people will be able to reoccupy this place soon, tell me who sent you, maybe I can make your death easier..."

  Joga stopped at the spot and controlled the micro-drone, sticking to the top of the passage which was only 2 meters high, and quickly carried out reconnaissance in the distance.

   Hearing that the other party still wanted to threaten him, Choga smiled and said: "Dude, you should be Anon Taran, as a big man who survived World War II, you should speak harder.

  For example, I will not threaten you, I will only tell you that you are dead!

  Never mind who sent me, those things mean nothing to you after death! "

  Anon Taran on the other end of the surveillance seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, he laughed a few times and coughed and said: "Don't you realize that you have nothing to do with me?

   Any idea why I made the safe house so simple?

  Because often the simplest is the most reliable!

  I'm in an impenetrable titanium safehouse, and someone with me outside is trying to free me.

  You think blocking the first guys will give you time to break out of my safehouse?

  You have no idea of ​​the true power of this world...

  The second batch of reinforcements is already on their way, and they will reach the sky above the manor in three hours.

  The third batch of 200 people is being prepared, if these are not enough, I have a fourth batch, a fifth batch...

   I am in a safe place and have the ability to muster your unimaginable power within 24 hours, what have you? "

  Joga was stunned for a moment, raised his hand in a funny gesture, and said, "You are so powerful, let the United States launch an intercontinental missile...

   Or call in B-2 bombers, they can carry big bombs...

   Bang, then I'm dead and you're saved! "

   While talking, Qiaojia waited for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled and said: "Oh, you can't...

   Even if you can’t get the missiles, can you count as having energy?

  What can you do with a piece of trash who wears diapers even when you sleep?

  Find a group of underlings who are inappropriate for money, and feel superior when they bully a group of weak people? "

   As he spoke, Qiaojia checked the footage recorded by the drone. The entire underground structure showed a cross shape, and 4 passages were connected to a sealed titanium alloy safe house.

  The safe house had no windows, and Choja couldn't tell where Anon Taran was hiding, but he didn't care a bit about that.

An indestructible safe house is meaningless to him at all. Although its size exceeds the carrying range of the 'plug-in' and cannot be stored in one go, as long as the thing has a lock, he can easily open it with the plug-in …

   "You will regret your arrogance..."

   Qiao Jia looked at the monitoring on the ceiling coldly, raised his gun to destroy the monitoring, and then quickly moved forward to destroy all the monitoring inside the four passages with a length of about 50 meters, and finally stopped in front of a safe house...

  The front of the safehouse is a silver titanium alloy wall, and a circular vault-grade door has a handle like a rudder.

  Joe added a few taps, then stretched out his hand to the titanium alloy wall to scan the safe house, and then he admired the richness of Anon Taran...

  It is indeed made of titanium alloy, and it is the highest-end aerospace-grade titanium alloy. The minimum unit price of this thing is 50,000 US dollars per ton.

  The interior space in front of Qiaojia is 10 meters by 10 meters, and six sides are all titanium alloy safehouses. It needs at least 170 cubic meters of titanium alloy to complete.

A cubic volume of titanium alloy is about 5 tons, so this safe house is worth 42.5 million U.S. dollars if it is sold as scrap. Four identical safe houses cost 170 million U.S. dollars, including processing costs. This thing is less than 250 million U.S. dollars. I can't even get the dollar.

  In the eyes of Boss Joe, instead of spending the money to build a safe house like an iron coffin, it is better to buy a dozen missiles and put them on the roof and in the yard.

In the effort to settle accounts, Choga used the universal toolbox to penetrate through the heavy door and 'eat' the complicated locking parts one by one. Within a few minutes, there was a sound inside the door of this so-called indestructible safe house. crisp...

  Joga shook the door handle in satisfaction, allowing the nine thick bolts on three sides inside the door to retract, and then pulled the door hard to open it...

   Choja knew that Anon Taran wasn't here when he scanned it...

   Pushing open the door vigorously, Choga stepped into the safe house, looking at the walls illuminated by the emergency lights, he couldn't help admiring...

   "Amber Palace"

   This palace that should only appear in legends is now in front of Boss Joe.

  Anon Taran built this legendary palace in the safe house, and placed a large number of artworks in it according to the original form of Tsarist Russia.

  From oil painting to sculpture, from gold to jewelry, from agate to emerald, these are antiques handed down from the early days.

  The most outrageous thing is that there is actually a large stack of bearer bonds issued by Swiss banks after the end of World War II.

   This thing is different from what Choga imagined...

  A piece of A4-sized bond printed with complex shading, with the words 1 million written on it...

   But these are not all, there is also a stack of check-sized coupons with bond information attached to the bond.

  Holders of bearer bonds can cut a coupon each time and go to the bank to exchange for the interest of the year.

  In order to attract investment, UBS gave the green light to various funds around the world and provided high interest rates.

   There are four stacks of 400 bonds in total that Qiaojia found. The coupons of these bonds have an impressive 10% annual interest rate written on them.

  This means that the total value of the Swiss bank bonds is 400 million U.S. dollars, and the annual interest is 40 million U.S. dollars.

This kind of thing started in 2007 when the United States filed a lawsuit against UBS about concealing property and tax evasion. UBS spent US$780 million to reach a settlement with the U.S. government. The value of this bearer bond was discounted because of its security. Sex was challenged.

  But this will certainly not affect the old man Anon Taran to exchange interest!

  The old man fully embodies the wisdom of wealth distribution...

  Jewish bankers are astute as hell, and they know how to allocate their wealth.

  In addition to the capital assets circulating outside, they also have hard currencies such as gold, jewelry, artwork, and bonds to ensure that they have the ability to stand up again no matter what troubles they encounter.

The mustache in Germany in World War II killed too many Jews and confiscated a huge amount of wealth, but the Jews were able to stand up quickly after World War II, thanks to their allocation of their own assets and their persistence in money …

  These people didn’t even have their own country, so the financial concepts they passed down from generation to generation will appear extraordinarily cold-blooded, because people without a country don’t need to be responsible to society. If I can’t stay here, I can go to other places.

   There are good and bad people in any nation, and so do the Jews!

  However, financialization and decentralization will naturally magnify the "evil" of individual capital. When these capitals grow up, they will form institutional exploitation under the unique political system.

  When the concept of money and capital forms an iron law following the Washington Consensus privatization of all people, the world is naturally classified.

   Upper, middle and lower classes!

  The upper-class people formulate the rules of the game, let you work hard to fight monsters and upgrade, and then set up an invisible ceiling for you when you reach the middle-class level...

  Guarantee the ascending channel from the lower level to the middle level, and then use the rules to ravage the middle level who are the best to bully.

  This phenomenon is more obvious in countries with higher capital activity.

  House, car, education, medical care, luxury goods, asset accumulation, and most importantly, luck...

  The previous few have drained the financial resources and energy of most middle-level people, and a small number of people can stand out, but if there is no luck, it is still impossible to break through the ceiling.

   Places above are limited!

  It’s like the bosses of most companies will be kind to the low-level employees, but they will be very harsh on the middle and high-level managers.

  The best way for middle-level people to make progress is to make a breakthrough on the track that the upper-level people have not seen clearly, and create new points of interest, otherwise it will be difficult for the upper-level people to accept them.

  The Internet that exploded around the turn of the millennium was a track that the upper class couldn’t understand in the past.

  When they found out, those Internet heroes had already become popular. At this time, all the smart people have to do is to absorb them, and then invest and share the profits.

  Joga is not an Internet hero. People like him who are engaged in the "traditional industry" with heavy asset investment, and who have made their way in the era when the financial order was restructured after World War II, are rare in the world.

  Joga patiently packed all the things in this 'treasure house' and put them into the universal toolbox, not even the amber bricks that were cut into regular shapes were spared.

   During the process of cleaning up, Qiaojia found a few ancient works of art in Huaguo that even a layman would find very precious in the corner of the safe house...

  A few calligraphy and paintings, a Buddha statue that doesn't look very good, a few pieces of porcelain that look a little old, and a piece of unremarkable jadeite.

   There will be a document under each of these things, but Boss Qiao is not enthusiastic about antiques, and he doesn't have time to check them one by one.

  A man like Anon Taran would not collect fakes, the fact that these things are here shows their value.

   Qiao Jia put away these cultural relics in his hometown with great care, and then he suddenly found that the black stone skin behind the antique jadeite began to decompose rapidly, and fluctuations appeared again inside the universal toolbox...

   "FUCK! So lucky?"

  Joga looked at the changes inside the universal toolbox in disbelief, he blinked, and happily shifted his target to prevent himself from being distracted...

  Leaving an oversized shaped energy bomb inside the safe house, it is an enlarged version of the torpedo warhead that he killed the senior executives of the Halliburton Company in New York...

   Then some rotten pieces of paper and precious metals, together with 6 thermite incendiary bombs, were randomly discarded on the ground, so as to form a convincing scene after the explosion.

   After finishing everything, Choga walked to a small door on the inside. After unlocking it, he looked at the dark passage and grinned and said, "Wait for me, I'm coming to you!"

  (end of this chapter)