Not only that, but also because he took the initiative to give up his Huaxia nationality before, and after being swept away by country M at this moment, he lost his motherland, and since then he has become a "black household" with no support and no belonging.

In other words, it can also be called a refugee.

Overnight, the financial elite who stirred up the storm directly from Wall Street turned into a homeless refugee?

Jerry stood in place, as if he had been struck by lightning, and couldn't accept this fact for a while.

"Mr. Li Dazhuang, please continue your performance. ”

Ye Qingsoul smiled and said, "Tell me, how are you going to make Tianxing Technology and the Lin Group go bankrupt together?"

Jerry, or Li Dazhuang, finally came back to his senses at this moment, looking at Ye Qingsoul with fear, anger, and resentment.

Suddenly, he suddenly burst out with a sharp scream, and rushed towards Ye Qingsoul as if he was crazy.

"Bastard! I, I'll kill you!"

"My life! I have struggled for more than ten years! You have ruined me, you ...... You demon, I'm going to hell with you!"

Out of nowhere, he took out a dagger and stabbed it directly at Ye Qingsoul's chest and heart.

Judging by his expression at the moment, this blow clearly means that he has already moved the killing intent.

Over the years, he has been strict with himself, not only has he achieved great success in his career, but he has never fallen behind in terms of physical fitness.

Not only do you exercise on time, rain or shine, but you also seek professional martial arts and fighting coaches everywhere to learn fighting skills.

This technique of hiding the blade was learned by him from a warrior of an island country, and he had practiced it countless times on weekdays, and he had already reached the level of perfection and reaching the peak.

There is no need to think at all, the instinct and muscle memory of the body will drive his movements and directly complete the most powerful blow!

"You ruined me...... I want you to die with me!"

Li Dazhuang's eyes were resentful, and he completely gave up all defensive actions, with only one purpose, and that was to put Ye Qing's soul to death.

He had never felt that his movements would be so rapid and coherent, his strength would be so surging, and it was impossible for such a blow to fail!

Once again, however, reality turned his worldview upside down.

In Li Dazhuang's sight, he saw that the corners of Ye Qingsoul's mouth were slightly raised, and there was not a trace of nervousness on his face at all, until his dagger stabbed in front of him, then he stretched out his hand unhurriedly and flicked it to the side at will.

It's really unhurried, it's really a very casual action.

But Li Dazhuang couldn't understand why it was so fast and accurate.

He only felt a soft but irresistible force, guiding his body lightly, making him die alone, and with all the strength he poured into the same end, he turned around uncontrollably and passed past Ye Qingsoul.

Bang!

He slammed directly into the big bed next to him, and the dagger pierced deep into the mattress, but the man he was about to kill was unharmed.

"I ruined you?"

Ye Qingsoul turned his head and said sarcastically: "Is it the Chinese nationality that I asked you to give up?" Or did I force you to join the so-called just, free, and democratic country M?"

"From the moment you betrayed your treachery, lost your conscience, abandoned your old mother, and abandoned the motherland where you studied at public expense, you have long been destroyed by your own vanity!"

"A shameless person like you, who is disloyal, unfilial, unkind, unjust, forgets his ancestors, and sells his lord for glory, is also worthy of pretending to be noble in front of me, and shamelessly showing off his ridiculous family background?"

"Kill you, it's dirty my hands!"

Ye Qingsoul kicked on his body, and Li Dazhuang suddenly let out a miserable howl like killing a pig, and fell down tremblingly.

Looking at Li Dazhuang's blank expression, white lips, and trembling appearance, he shook his head disdainfully, turned around and walked out of the room.

The revocation of his green card is tantamount to shattering his lifelong faith.

Next, this guy is a waste.

Even if he wanted to regain his strength, he had already become a black household, and Chinese law stipulated that anyone who voluntarily renounced his Chinese nationality would never be able to regain his original national identity for life.

What's more, it is still unknown whether the Stanford family will let this guy go, after all, he is also a person who knows a lot of inside information, and there may be some unspeakable and dirty things among them.

After Ye Qingsoul left, Li Dazhuang stared blankly at the messy room, and his mobile phone suddenly prompted frantically.

One message after another, constantly shattering his remaining beliefs:

Huaqi Bank: "Dear users, since your identity has been cancelled, your deposit in our bank has been temporarily frozen, and the balance is ......"

George Williams: "Jerry, I'm sorry to inform you, but because of some unknowable factors, you have to get a new job. Your gratuity and dismissal pay for the month have been credited to your payroll account......"

......

“shit！”

Li Dazhuang suddenly cursed angrily and hit the floor with a punch.

The pain from his fist cleared his brain, and his heart became colder and more tingling.

The notices one after another directly denied all the struggles of his past life.

His career, his assets, his honor, everything, all of them came to naught because of Ye Qing's fluttering words.

Li Dazhuang's nose suddenly became sore, and he fell on the bed and cried bitterly.

......

At noon the next day, inside the Hilton Hotel.

When the attendant inspected the room, he found the corpse of a man with a sharp knife pierced through the atrium in room 4419.

According to the investigation, the man was a stateless black householder who had been dead for more than 12 hours, and it was preliminarily judged to be a suicide......

There was no trace of other people's activities at the scene, and according to the front desk of the hotel, the man appeared gloomy, irritable and seemed to have misanthropic tendencies when he checked in......

"Mr. Carver, Jerry is dead. ”

On the top floor of the Twin Towers, the headquarters of Alpha Corporation, a white man reported to Carver with a little schadenfreude.

"I've heard that. ”

Carver nodded faintly, glanced at the photo of the scene handed by the white man, and immediately looked away.

"You seem to be happy to see you?" he asked with a suddenly expressionless face.

"I ...... Uh, no, I'm just, you know, I've never been at odds with that guy. ”

The white man hurriedly explained.

"Humph!"

Carver snorted coldly, "Do you think Jerry really committed suicide? Don't you think it's strange? After he just visited Ye Qingsoul with us, he committed suicide the next day?"