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Chapter 1215: A Battle of Different Levels

"What do you mean by saying your people never came back after you sent them out?"

In an apartment at No. 25 Ronghua Road, Haibin District, a burly man sitting on the sofa casually tossed a bloodstained leather whip onto the table and looked at his timid subordinate with a hostile expression.

"Master Long, seven or eight of my brothers have truly vanished without a trace, neither alive nor dead."

The subordinate quickly said, "Tang Si, Huang Gou and Long Ye, you know them, they're both tough guys who've seen blood on their hands. Tang Si took three brothers to his house, and then they were gone. Huang Gou and his brothers staked out his company. They got some news on the first day, but they disappeared on the second day too. There's something weird going on in Nantong District."

"What kind of bullshit is this? He has an old woman and a few maids at home, and he can't even handle this? I'd rather raise barbecued pork than support you guys!"

Long Xiaotian picked up a cigar, cut it open, lit it, took a deep drag, exhaled a smoke ring, and said impatiently, "What message did Yellow Dog bring back on the first day?"

His subordinates hesitated and dared not speak.

"Say!"

"They said the char siu bao sold across the street from the company downstairs from the one surnamed Mu's is really authentic..."

"What the hell!"

Kicking his subordinate away, Long Xiaotian cursed, "All you know is eating! You've eaten everyone up!"

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the anger in his chest, Long Xiaotian began to think calmly.

If it wasn't an accident... seven or eight healthy people just vanished like that, what kind of accident is that?
That only means that the person surnamed Mu has a powerful backer, and ordinary methods are useless against him.

"What did the police say? Has that guy surnamed Zheng been dealt with?"

The subordinate couldn't help but sneer, "Boss Long, you have no idea. That Section Chief Zheng has no manners whatsoever. He took the money and then beat up one of our men. He even said that you, Boss Long, should go and talk to him in person..."

"I don't know how to praise!"

Long Xiaotian snorted coldly.

According to proper etiquette, he should indeed meet with this local bigwig in person to build rapport.

But he didn't want to talk about it.

The bigwigs above told him that his hometown was in dire need of rebuilding and was full of poor people who were all craning their necks to hope for relief from the Chamber of Commerce.

They are arrogant, short-sighted, and think they are some kind of superior nation, always looking down on others.

To put it bluntly, he was both poor and pretentious.

Don't give them any pleasantries, just go ahead and do it. It doesn't matter if you're a little tough; even if you humiliate them, they'll just yell a couple of times and won't dare to stand up to us.

Long Xiaotian didn't believe it at first, but after a while he found that it was indeed true.

These country bumpkins, who don't even know what foreigners look like, boast like crazy, but when it comes to real trouble, they chicken out faster than anyone else.

It's laughable that such a large city as Tianmen is supported by a mere woman...

The thought of Shen Qingxi's noble yet naive appearance ignited a surge of wicked anger within Long Xiaotian.

I'll take care of that bitch sooner or later!
Those three severed heads I threw at her yesterday probably scared that little vixen half to death. I wonder if she'll wet the bed tonight.

Those who know what's good for them should come and submit to me now.

The thought of Shen Qingxi brought back memories of Mu Yuming's only daughter's imminent return to Long Xiaotian's mind.

I've heard that she's a beautiful orchid, so delicate and graceful that even the moon and flowers would blush with shame.

How could a girl associate herself with the devil? How shameless!
Long Xiaotian didn't believe a single word of the information about this young woman that was sent down from above, which listed things like arson at age four, car theft at age five, bank robbery at age six, mass murder at age seven, and receiving an invitation to the Yellowstone Throne at age fourteen.

There's a limit to how much mud you can throw around. Look at the nonsense you've fabricated—it's utterly unconvincing!
If she were really that terrifying, would she suddenly become a well-behaved girl after returning to China? There's not a single piece of news about her on the streets.

The only thing that could be found was that she and Shen Qingxi were playing tricks, pretending to be the goddess of Xuanyuan Tomb...

Do you think I haven't read Investiture of the Gods?

"Keep a close eye on the docks. She might come back any day. You must bring her back for me then. If you fail to handle this, I'll skin you alive!"

He kicked his trembling subordinate out the door, then turned around and took a deep drag on his cigar.

Damn it, when is that little vixen going to call me? Should I take some even harsher measures against her?

…………

Meanwhile, in the general manager's office of the Pacific Bank branch, Manager Li took out a handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat from his face.

"A loan of 20 million? That...isn't necessary?"

What does 20 million US dollars mean in this era?
In short, after decades of development, Tianmen City has become one of the top economic hubs in China, but this still far exceeds the amount of tax revenue collected by Tianmen City in a year.

They lost the naval battle on the neighboring world line, and the reparations they received in the treaty, converted into US dollars, amounted to only a little over one hundred million.

Such an astronomical sum of money is beyond the authority of a mere manager to approve, let alone his entire family.

Wang Yunxiao smiled and said, "I can use all of Tianhua Company's assets as collateral."

"That's impossible. Tianhua isn't worth that much money."

Manager Li shook his head vigorously, like a rattle-drum.

Tianhua Company, as one of the leading industrial groups within the Sihai Chamber of Commerce, owns hundreds of factories and real estate properties, and even has its own independent fleet. It is no exaggeration to call it a multinational monopoly giant.

But these assets are just figures on paper.

Truly excellent businesspeople never let cash sit idle in their accounts.

Most of Tianhua Company's assets have been mortgaged to banks, and the loans have been used to continue expanding the market—finance, in essence, is a game of using money to make money.

They either sell stocks or pledge physical assets; that's how everyone does it.

Assets that have already been mortgaged cannot be mortgaged a second time.

Currently, there are no assets available for collateral. According to Cheng Xuefei's estimate, the total value is approximately five million US dollars. This five million US dollars was all borrowed by Tianhua Company from Pacific Bank and invested in Tianmen.

Wang Yunxiao only had a superficial understanding of these financial games and was making outrageous demands.

Seeing the expression on Manager Li's face as if his own mother had just died, he knew he had gone too far.

So he humbly asked, "Then how much money do you think we can lend at most?" Manager Li wiped his sweat and took out his abacus, dialed a few times, and said in a low voice, "Even if Tianhua Company mortgages all its current assets, I think we can only lend out a maximum of three million. This still needs to be approved by our senior management in a meeting. No matter what the reason, headquarters will not agree to anything more than three million."

"Whether you agree or disagree is none of your concern. So, the maximum is only three million, right?"

"Yes, three million is quite a lot. What do you want to do with it?"

"Never mind what I do, just tell me how many people need to agree and sign off on this funding, and when the earliest it can be disbursed?"

"This requires a branch manager, vice president, general manager..."

"Is the bank manager in? Can you take me to talk to him? Also... how much cash do you have in your vault right now?"

Thirty minutes later, Wang Yunxiao received a thick stack of loan contract documents.

The document approval process itself is not complicated; the real trouble lies in the opinions of the bank's senior management. However, under the influence of the corrupt officials, all the big troubles have become small troubles, and the small troubles have become no troubles at all.

Cheng Xuefei didn't say a word, she just stood to the side. Everyone in the entire banking system, from top to bottom, treated Wang Yunxiao like a half-brother, wanting to open their hearts to him.

Not only were they covered in cold sweat, but Wang Yunxiao was also covered in cold sweat, and he almost couldn't maintain his cool and aloof image.

Your method... seems a bit off, doesn't it?

Is this something you can just practice casually? If I keep practicing, will I summon down the cosmic censorship god?
With the leaders having already signed and sealed the deal, the accountants and cashiers naturally had no objections. After some tedious but necessary procedures, the full three million US dollars were successfully transferred to Wang Yunxiao's newly opened Great Universe Company account.

Of course, there are still some loopholes, such as large blank spaces in the contract documents. After all, neither Wang Yunxiao nor the bank knew how much asset Tianhua Company had to pledge, and normally they would need to conduct due diligence... But since they are half-brothers, they can temporarily ignore these details and fill them in later.

Furthermore, this money was not actually transferred out of the bank; it was just a number on the account.

Now that the superficial stuff is done, it's time to get down to business.

Wang Yunxiao walked out of the bank and gestured to the car waiting outside.

Youtiao and a few of his buddies got out of the car, carrying large suitcases and looking very nervous.

"Brother, we're just like this in broad daylight..."

"What we want is to do it in broad daylight."

Wang Yunxiao said seriously, "If you're not embarrassed, it's others who are. If the sky falls, others will hold it up; it's not our place to worry about it."

"Fine……"

You Tiao thought to himself, "My brother went away for half a year of advanced studies, and his crime-solving skills are... Pshaw! His style of doing things is getting more and more high-profile."

They used to avoid people, but now they don't even try to avoid them. They are truly role models for us all.

The group walked into the bank vault openly and legitimately under the watchful eyes of everyone. The person in charge had already opened the vault door and stood by like a dutiful old steward, with a standard commercial smile on his face.

Inside the safe, gold bars were neatly arranged, and banknotes were piled up like mountains.

Normal bank vaults wouldn't keep this much cash, but this is the Tianmen branch of Pacific Bank, which is equivalent to the regional head office. The daily cash transactions of other branches are settled here.

The shimmering golden light almost blinded You Tiao and the others.

Cheng Xuefei, carrying a designer handbag, stood to the side. When she saw Wang Yunxiao enter, she whispered, "I want one-third of the gold bars."

Wang Yunxiao raised an eyebrow and said, "Isn't three million US dollars enough for you?"

"Public matters are public matters, and private matters are private matters. I also need to keep some money for myself."

Cheng Xuefei blinked, and Wang Yunxiao immediately understood.

To use such extraordinary abilities to create such a huge commotion, if one doesn't want to go to jail, then those three million must find a way to go.

Although on the surface this vote was organized and planned by Shen Qingxi, with Wang Yunxiao and Cheng Xuefei in charge of the action, they would not have been able to leave the bank without the tacit approval of the three major bureaus.

As I said before, you can't complain about the hygiene of takeout only when you're full and not hungry.

Of course, even a prestigious financial giant like Pacific Bank, which is among the top in the world, cannot be completely powerless in the face of such an unexpected situation.

If it were that easy to take the money, Wang Yunxiao and his group wouldn't have had the chance to take it.

Just as Youtiao and his brothers were quickly stuffing gold bars and banknotes into their bags, Wang Yunxiao suddenly had a premonition and turned his gaze to the mountain of banknotes in front of him.

A faint, almost imperceptible mist emerged from the gold bars and banknotes, and some kind of demonic curse born from money began to take effect.

This must be the occult defense mechanism that Pacific Bank has set up in the vault. If no one is aware of this curse, then anyone who leaves the vault with this money will soon encounter an accident.

Either their inner greed is amplified to an extreme, leading to infighting due to unequal distribution of spoils, or they inadvertently expose their whereabouts and are discovered and arrested by the police.

Wang Yunxiao had never been able to detect this curse before, but thanks to Wei Liuyun, he was able to enjoy fresh sashimi from Jormungandr with him. Although he suffered severe side effects such as diarrhea all day and double vision, it wasn't entirely without its benefits.

The benefit is that you gain a little bit of a bird's-eye view from a higher dimension.

Wang Yunxiao did not have the talent to cultivate the Chess Edict Method and did not make the most of this benefit. However, this level of curse was completely transparent to him at the moment.

Just as the curse was about to take shape, he threw a backhand punch, creating ripples in the air and instantly shattering the curse.

At that moment, a group of burly, hairy white men in suits walked in through the bank's main entrance.

This is a private security force hired by Pacific Bank at high salaries—an elite force from the Blackmane Security Company on the West Coast. Each warrior is handpicked by the werewolf Blackmane clan, a powerful individual with at least six battle markings. Each battle marking on their face signifies that this werewolf has undergone a blood trial held by the clan.

The strength of the six battle runes means that they can fight at least thirty fully armed professional soldiers unarmed, and even then, it would be a one-sided crushing victory.

The clan elder, Karak Blackmane, darted to the vault door and saw the crowd stuffing money into the vault. A cold smile appeared on his face.

"Gentlemen, you shouldn't..."

Snapped--

Karak, who had only intended to show off and say a few elegant words, hadn't even realized what was happening when he saw the palm.

Or perhaps his brain was desperately trying to warn him, but his body's reaction speed couldn't keep up with the other person at all.

Wang Yunxiao slapped his muscular body, sending it flying into the steel door of the vault, leaving a complete human-shaped imprint in the middle of the 30-centimeter-thick iron door.

"Do you know why Grand Master Shen asked me to take action?"

Wang Yunxiao looked at the werewolf elder embedded in the vault door and asked himself in a low voice, "Because it hurts a lot when I hit people."

(End of this chapter)