Chapter 517: Federal Reserve Bank Vault

"Mr. President, so far, our financial income has reached US$2.7 billion. In addition to the $1.5 billion budget required for military exercises, we can leave at least more than one billion US dollars for other expenses." Finance Minister Solis smiled and briefly explained the results achieved in the past three days of action. He couldn't help but sigh: "These corrupt officials are really rich."

"But they solved the urgent problem for us, didn't they?" Hearing Solis' report, Strong's originally gloomy mood suddenly became much clearer. In the past three days, he smiled for the first time, nodded at Solis, and said, "How many people still don't choose to cooperate now?"

"The report sent back from Cia is still seventeen preys that have resisted stubbornly, and the total amount of funds in their hands is between 30 and 4 billion US dollars." Solis replied quickly.

"There are so many US dollars in more than a dozen preys?" Strong was surprised and looked at Solis and asked, "Are all Chinese here?"

"There are thirteen Chinese people." Solis replied: "The funds held by these thirteen Chinese people account for 90% of the total."

"Find a way to pry open their mouths." Strong smiled: "These Chinese people are so rich. By the way, Solis, do you think we should thank the Chinese government for solving the various expenses required for military exercises for us?"

"I think so, Mr. President." Solis smiled, and smiled very happily.

After the two looked at each other and laughed for more than a minute, Strong stopped laughing and explained: "So, dear Solis, should you allocate funds now?"

"As you wish." Solis nodded with a smile, then turned around and left Strong's office. Solis did not notice. The next moment she turned around and left, the smile on Strong's face completely disappeared, and he punched the desk behind him with a fierce punch.

"Bang..." "Damn Chinese, I will make you pay a certain price." A low roar rang in the office, Strong could not forget the Okinawa Islands' miserable defeat. In his understanding, the reason for the Okinawa Islands' miserable defeat was all blamed on the... mysterious silver armored man

The Manhattan District of New York is a world-famous financial center. Because in the Manhattan District, there is a narrow street that is only one-third of a mile and only 11 meters wide. This street is called Wall Street

Here are the managers of banks, insurance, shipping, railways and other companies opened by behemoths such as the Morgan chaebol, Clofeller Oil King and DuPont Consortium. They also have the famous New York Stock Exchange, the New York Federal Reserve Building, etc., which is a well-deserved world financial center.

Walking on this narrow and short street, I have turned my appearance into a 70-year-old man who is in his twilight years old and savored the flavor of a foreign country and patiently waited for the time when the vault was closed.

Gently pinching the ceramic spoon that stirred the coffee, Ye Yangcheng suddenly smiled.

In fact, he had already set out to the United States twenty-seven hours ago. Originally, at his current speed, it would not take even a few hours to go from China to the United States to update the fastest time. However, when he was halfway through, he saw an island full of rocks and grass...

After the intermediate second-level strengthening, Ye Yangcheng's power increased rapidly. When he was taking a bath in the bathroom, he accidentally pinched the shower head into a pile of scrap iron. The power was enhanced, but his control over the power remained at the same level as before.

When he saw the island, his heart moved and landed on the island to train the rocks. For more than twenty hours, he almost tyrannized all the rocks that could be seen on the entire island. Only then did Ye Yangcheng successfully complete the control of the sudden increase in power with the assistance of divine cultivation techniques and divine tactics.

Just as he is now stirring the coffee cup with a ceramic spoon, if he has not been practicing hard for more than twenty hours, he may have pinched the handle of the spoon to pieces if he is not careful...

Fortunately, Ye Yangcheng discovered it in time and conducted intensified training in this area as soon as possible. Otherwise, it would be a very dangerous move for him to go out on the streets alone.

Thinking of this, Ye Yangcheng couldn't help but feel a little funny. He shook his head and turned his eyes from the coffee cup and turned to the street where people came and went outside the window.

Before I knew it, more than three hours passed, and the sky was getting darker and night fell.

"Dingding..." It was not until this time that Ye Yangcheng took back his thoughts from the Skywai, reached out and pressed them lightly on the red button on the dining table a few times. After the waiter came over, he spoke fluent English and whispered to her: "Pay the bill."

"It's another boring and boring day." A burly black man in his forties, wearing a security uniform, pressed the door button of a solid steel tube that weighed 90 tons. Seeing the rotating steel tube completely sealing the exposed passage, he sighed and muttered: "What's the cool yellow bricks look like..."

As the passage was sealed by the steel cylinder, the vault completely entered a closed state. After checking outside the gate and confirming that there was no problem, the black security guard looked up at the monitor probe in the oblique corner and gestured to the probe with a ok gesture.

"The channel is about to be closed. Please ask all personnel in the channel to evacuate the channel within one minute. The countdown begins, 60...59...58...57...56..." A cold electronic synthesizing sound rang in the channel.

"Damn the vault, I'll see you tomorrow." The black security guard patted the security uniform on his body and walked quickly towards the elevator not far away.

And as he continued to move forward, in the passage behind him, solid steel safety doors emerged from the wall and completely closed.

Just in this passage less than 30 meters, there are as many as fifteen thick steel safety doors and other protective measures. It is no wonder why there has been no accidents since the date of its completion.

Everyone thinks that it is very safe to store gold in such a vault. There has been no accidents before, and there will be no accidents in the future.

But in fact, just as the black security guard closed the drum-type all-steel door, less than three minutes after leaving, Ye Yangcheng appeared in an alley less than 300 meters away from the Federal Reserve Bank building, with a playful smile on his face...

"Cute golds, say goodbye to your old boss."

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

[This chapter is so difficult to write... There are too many information that needs to be verified...o(n_n)o~ I'll send it to today's third chapter. The shameless Lao Zui continues to ask for rewards, and decorate the store. It's the same thing, as long as the quantity, don't have quality. Cough cough... Of course, if you are willing to give more rewards, Lao Zui won't refuse...⊙﹏⊙b sweat]

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

[Thanks to the 1888 coin reward support yesterday (囧囧小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小�

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Chapter completed!