Muyang's current net worth owns half of the assets of College Street, and the land is conservatively valued at more than 500 million federal dollars.

There are also mysterious things in Dongchen Ming, I don't know what the value is.

Millions of federal coins in cash, Mu Yang no longer cares about the specifics, because he can copy as much as he wants at any time, it all depends on his mood.

The Federal Reserve should have 208.71 million in bank accounts, but now it is 0.

These properties are beyond the reach of the vast majority of nobles.

It all happened in just 2 days, and the speed of rise is faster than the speed of light.

Mu Yang did not swell, still indifferent.

This kind of heart, Mu Yang himself also felt very surprised, maybe it was related to the forehead print, or maybe it was related to the memories that often flashed in his consciousness.

But that doesn't mean Muyang doesn't care about money!

Mixed in Xicheng Mountain, he even fought for his life for junk resources worth a few federal coins at most, just two days ago, this was the daily life of himself and the Red Fang Gang.

Buy the West Side grocery store for 1,000 federal dollars, and let yourself and Stardew be so excited that they can't sleep all night!

Muyang has a simple view of money:

Money, what a good thing.

The value of money is to spend it in the end, but even if it is more, even if it is unreasonable to squander it, even if it is littered all over the world like garbage, I will never allow others to touch my money!

200 million 8.71 million are gone, think about it and know what's going on!

It's really arrogant and arrogant, and it's really unwilling!

In front of Mu Yang, Jin Tu's shriveled old face appeared, especially the pair of abrupt big teeth!

An old rabbit demon has achieved the position of president of the Tianjing branch of the Federal Reserve Management Bank, although it is not a big position, but it is still a little incredible for the demon clan who has always been unpopular.

So, he's just a puppet.

was engaged in something by a puppet, Mu Yang couldn't bear it even more, and the old and new grudges were counted together.

The gold plate bricks in the night have closed down, and only there are some customers near the ATMs in the lobby.

Mu Yang dived directly into the innermost room, an extremely spacious and bright large office, the president's room.

Teleporting in, Mu Yang felt a churn in his stomach.

This place is densely covered with layers of spatial matrix, which is extremely private.

But these are meaningless to Mu Yang, there is no space barrier in the mirror world, and you can even clearly sense the subtleties of the outside world, including the breath, through consciousness.

The bloody stink is disgusting!

Muyang blocked the olfactory sense of the outside world for the first time.

At this moment, Jin Tu, the president of the bank, a shriveled old man was reclining in a huge high-backed chair, the red eyes sunken in the eye sockets exuded an extremely strange red glow, and his skull-like withered hand was holding the other hand, which had been separated from the bloody arm of the limbs!

The gloomy and somewhat yellowed big plate teeth snapped together, and leisurely bit a piece of fat palm meat, "Crunch! "Chew a little and grunt.

On the desk in front of him, there were no office items, only a puddle of flesh - to be exact, a corpse, flesh and bones were already in disarray, only the appearance was faintly recognizable, it seemed to be the middle-aged fat woman in the morning, Tang Qi.

Probably Tang Qi couldn't have imagined that he ended up getting involved with his boss in this way.

Mu Yang's pupils shrank, and he escaped from the mirror world, standing behind the high-backed chair of Jintu, silently.

Jin Tu was bringing the last piece of fat palm to his mouth, and suddenly his movements froze!

He sensed the fierce aura behind him, a little familiar.

Demon Ye's red pupils overlooked the psionic bracelet slightly, and through the spirit shadow system, in the light curtain that popped up, he clearly saw the figure behind him.

He was horrified, and the delicious "bar" he was holding in his hand fell on the table, and there were many spatial matrices set up here, even a god-level powerhouse could not break in quietly!

His fingers were just about to tremble and touch the security button, but suddenly, a cold aura had instantly hit his vest.

He believed that when he touched the button, it would be the last action he had ever made.

This felt so familiar, so that his subconsciously shriveled limbs shrank, his body stiffened, and he didn't dare to move anymore.

"It's you!" Jin Tu's gloomy tone revealed full resentment, "If you dare to trespass into the office of the president of the Federal Reserve Management Bank and attempt to rob, you will definitely die." ”

"You're the one who robbed you."

Mu Yang grasped the blade of the world, pressed against the back of the high-backed chair, and aimed at the heart of Jintu.

As long as this is the case, Mu Yang really doesn't want to look at the picture on the table that can't be seen directly, and he stays away from the smell of blood.

"Now, transfer the money back immediately."

Jin Tu gritted his teeth with hatred: "Boy! I don't know what you're talking about. ”

The strange red eyes flickered, and Jin Tu repeatedly confirmed the possibility of successful resistance, his spiritual energy level was C9, the opponent was D9, the combat power value was 221, and the opponent was only 87.

Such a disparity in strength!

But Jin Tu just felt that his confidence was insufficient, and his mother consciousness had also warned that the level of spiritual energy and combat power value were not absolute, and factors such as Horcruxes, bloodlines, and mutations were not simple combat power values that could be calculated at all......

What's more, the painful memories of being constantly pierced around his body made him instinctively fall into fear.

Fear and resentment!

"You know what I'm talking about." Mu Yang's voice couldn't hear any emotion, "I'll say it one last time, transfer the money back immediately." ”

Of course, Jintu knew what Muyang was talking about, 200 million and 8.71 million, Jintu stole the money from Muyang's personal account through a special non-registered financial terminal program, and then transferred it nearly a thousand times, after countless money laundering processes, and even the account of the Galactic Economic and Trade Star Society went through it, and finally remitted it to nearly 100 sub-accounts of his own.

He believes that the money has been laundered cleaner than Starlight, and it will officially belong to him from now on.

This is revenge on Muyang.

Of course, Jin Tu wanted to kill Mu Yang directly, but because of his identity as a student of Mu Yang Spiritual Energy Academy, and because he was a student of Shaya, he could only temporarily retreat to the next best.

If you can't kill someone, at least you have to hack your money!

As for how Muyang went to the gate of the bank or cried with the media after that, what does it matter?

The key is that no one can find out the clue that the account is hacked, this kind of thing has long been common, and there are many people who have lost money, but they have lost a little more, and they will be sent away with a little effort.

At most, the head of the bank publicly stated that depositors should pay attention to personal financial security......

What can I do?

A dignified bank president can't bully an arrogant depositor, so what's the point of spending a lot of money to buy this position?

The financial system of the Celestial Federation is as red and black as the dried blood on the table, and the essence has long since ceased to flow, only a rancid stench.

Mu Yang didn't want to care so much, he only had a simple and clear purpose, the money was transferred back first.

Jintu only knew at this moment that he had encountered a ruthless stubble who did not play cards according to common sense, and Mu ** would not be like those fools before, lying at the gate of the gold plate bricks, or noisy with the media, or even spending a lot of money to initiate a complaint and arbitration......

Instead, he has the ability to find you directly, not let you have a good meal, and talk to you with a knife against his vest!

With such a dialogue, is this still a vulnerable group!

Jin Tu felt very aggrieved.

:,,!!