The plunder of the heavens begins with the Spirit Cage.

"Great! Hehehe, deal!"

"Young people are so decisive in transactions." Karen smiled and took out the transfer agreement, waiting for the other party to make payment.

After waiting for a long time, Lu Qianwei and He Changfeng remained completely oblivious, not making any move to take out their money.

"No, you're here to discuss business but you're not bringing any money?" Yuri's face darkened, and his eyes filled with anger. He had a feeling that these two were making a fool of him.

Lu Qianwei shook his head and asked, "Boss, do you think that's possible?"

"The money will definitely be paid, but who would just be throwing around so much money before the price is finalized?"

"The world is not what it used to be, boss, you're too hasty."

Lu Qianwei stood up and glanced at the time on his terminal. "How about this, give me an afternoon."

I'll bring the money soon.

Karen's expression softened slightly upon hearing this. "Alright! I'll wait for you all afternoon."

After leaving the abandoned car park, He Changfeng initially thought that Lu Qianwei's earlier offer of 3000 million yuan to them was because he was truly wealthy.

When he saw Lu Qianwei pull out a rather futuristic terminal computer from somewhere and issue commands to hack into the bank, he was surprised to see Lu Qianwei doing so.

He finally figured out where the money came from.

Is it safe to do this?

Looking at the bank card in Lu Qianwei's hand, He Changfeng felt a little worried.

"You can rest assured," Lu Qianwei patted his shoulder. "No one will be able to find us!"

"This money was taken cleanly from those rich people's overseas banks and private vaults."

100% clean!

He Changfeng: "..."

What else could he say?

All I can do is give a thumbs up and say it's awesome!

He arrived at an international bank with a bank card containing hundreds of millions of dollars in savings.

The two quickly received 250 million yuan amidst warm hospitality.

Still unmoved, on their way to and from the abandoned car park, a group of robbers actually set their sights on their money.

However, the two easily resolved this minor incident, and even managed to steal their van and drive it back to Karen's place.

When Lu Qianwei took out 250 million, Karen smiled and almost without hesitation took out the transfer agreement, signed and sealed it!

Chapter 267 The Long Sword and the Storm 6

After signing the transfer agreement and completing all the formalities, Karen happily left with 2.5 million.

Lu Qianwei gathered all the employees in the car factory, gave them a generous severance package, and sent them all away.

As night fell and the last employee officially left, Lu Qianwei made no attempt to hide anything and summoned a large number of engineering robots to renovate the entire abandoned vehicle yard.

As for the materials, they were all readily available automotive metal. Through 3D printers placed in the four corners of the country, metal walls, sentry posts, dormitories, training grounds, and other basic military facilities appeared overnight!

Seeing the rows of abandoned vehicles, towering like mountains, completely disappear and replaced by a heavily fortified military base, He Changfeng was utterly unsettled.

"Lu Qianwei, are you an alien?!"

"This is way too much!"

The dramatic changes overnight and the large number of robots completely overturned his understanding of science.

Lu Qianwei gently patted his shoulder, "Instead of thinking about these things, why don't you think about how to recruit people first?"

"Is there even a need for a trick?"

"Once those people see this base, they should know what to do!"

With that, he set off to find his old brothers scattered throughout the city of Saco, carrying the advance recruitment funds and an electromagnetic pistol for self-defense.

When the government of Saco was dissolved, the Uyghurs no longer needed soldiers other than white people.

Nearly 1 soldiers from the Eastern Front were dismissed and sent back without receiving any wages!

Nowadays, the places where East Asians who can only work in the service industry gather are limited to a few types.

The city of Saco is currently under martial law and being investigated for any potential threats.

He Changfeng traveled from afar to near, and his first stop was the cargo terminal in Sihanoukville.

The first person he wanted to find was Chen Hu, his old squad leader from his company.

Chen Hu is forty-six years old this year and has served as a soldier in Saco for twenty years.

He used to run a small auto repair shop, but it was raided by U-People two years ago on charges of "possessing dangerous goods." His wife was so frightened that she developed lung disease, and in order to support his family, he had no choice but to work at the dock carrying containers.

It's notorious that Yu-Gong foreman Hanske withheld wages from Dongbang workers.

The handling fee for a ton of goods hasn't increased in three years, and they keep finding excuses to deduct money. Dongbang workers, unable to make ends meet, have been replaced wave after wave. Chen Hu has nowhere else to go but to endure it.

Their hard work and dedication have resulted in the majority of the dockworkers being from Dongbang.

Besides his old squad leader, He Changfeng also saw many of his retired comrades.

He had just entered the cargo area of ​​the dock when he heard Hans cursing.

From afar, one could see Chen Hu hunched over, one hand supporting his lower back, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

I strained my back this morning while carrying a 200-pound cargo box. It was difficult for me to even straighten up. I asked Hans for leave so I could go see a doctor half a day early.

Hans not only refused, but also kicked Chen Hu in the shin: "Lazy pig, you're always causing trouble. If you dare to leave today, I'll dock your entire month's salary!"

The surrounding Dongbang workers dared not speak out in anger, while Hans, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, continued to curse: "You Dongbang people are not even as good as dogs. You should be grateful for the work we give you—"

Before he could finish speaking, He Changfeng had already walked over and grabbed Hans by the collar!

You asked him why he was so brave?

Of course, it's the more than 100 million yuan that's in the suitcase!

With money in his hands, he has to be mindful of this white guy's attitude!

Hans, whose collar was suddenly grabbed, was also taken aback.

He never expected that any member of the Dongbang would dare to treat him like this.

Feeling utterly humiliated, he immediately roared, his face flushed and neck bulging, "What do you think you're doing, you refugee from the East?!"

"Damn it! How dare you interfere in my business?!"

"Someone come here! Drag this place away... Hey, don't get excited, sir!"

Before he could finish speaking, Hans felt the hard object pressing against his stomach. His rationality returned instantly, and he lost his usual temper.

He Changfeng's voice was icy: "I heard it when I came in."

"I'm not going to waste my breath on you. You'd better hand over all the wages you withheld from everyone, or I'll shoot you!"

"Remember, I meant everyone!"

With a gun pointed at him, Hans was already terrified. What could he possibly say?

His own men dared not approach the gun, and all the nearby employees, upon hearing that there was money to be made, intentionally or unintentionally kept Hans's lackeys outside, preventing them from getting in.

With a mix of heartache and pain, he took 300,000 U-coins from the office safe and distributed them to the dockworkers.

He Changfeng smiled and waved the very futuristic electromagnetic pistol in front of him.

"Haha, you boss are even afraid of toy guns, I think you should resign from managing this dock."

"Damn it!! You're asking for it!" Hans, whose skin was a deep red, cursed angrily.

As a result, a large-scale brawl inevitably broke out at the dock!

Initially, He Changfeng was surrounded and beaten by Hans's lackeys, fighting against overwhelming odds.

But later on, Hans kept referring to the "Eastern Barbarians" as "Eastern Barbarians," relentlessly belittling them and using extremely vulgar language...

Perhaps also because they had money in their hands, the Dongbang people's fighting spirit was suddenly roused.

A large number of people rushed into the scene of the fight, resulting in a large-scale brawl.

"Damn it! Don't you guys want to work anymore?!"

Hans was shouting when suddenly he was hit hard on the temple and fainted on the spot in a blind spot.

"Hmph! Bah! What is that?!"

"I've put up with you for far too long!"

After spitting out a mouthful of saliva, Chen Hufu looked at He Changfeng.

He Changfeng cut to the chase: "Old squad leader, I've formed a team, with food and lodging provided, a basic monthly salary of eight thousand, and all medical expenses for family members covered. Are you coming with me?"

What kind of job?

"Do the work of a rich guy!"

Of course, at your age, you don't need to go to the battlefield; you can just train soldiers in the rear.

"And our technology is beyond your imagination..." He Changfeng said bluntly, and handed him the gun.

A futuristic handgun is real!

A veteran who has handled firearms for twenty years knows all too well what this means!

"Wow, which country developed this? It's amazing!"

"Forget about whether it's cool or not. Do you want to come or not?"

He Changfeng looked at his former class monitor with a smug expression and said, "Let me tell you, I'm the head of the human resources department now, and I get to decide salaries and benefits."

Chen Hu stared at him for half a minute, then wiped away the tears that had gotten into his face from the sand, and finally gritted his teeth: "Damn it! I'll fight you guys!"

This is what happened after just a few years of U-Renaissance rule!

Now that he has a chance to fight back, he wants to fight for a better future for his family.

Not only him, but many brothers who saw through U-Real's true nature saw an opportunity to resist and the vast majority chose to join, becoming employees of the junkyard!