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Ole Gunnar Solskjaer wanted to turn to the top finance officials, but his once deep friendship was gone, he was turned away, and no one wanted to let a troublemaker get into trouble.

"Vampires, there is nothing but profit in front of you. Ole Gunnar Solskjaer's desperate screams on the streets, his banking and jewellery industries were devastated, and the banking sector, which involved all industries, instantly lost support and paralyzed.

Everything is over, the business empire has come to an end, but he is not reconciled. "There must be a way, there must be a way to save. He paced back and forth in the room with this thought, at least for now. On the streets of the capital, people are hunting down the heads of the bankrupt banks, and the real controller behind the scenes, Ole Gunnar Solskjaer, is like a ghost, no one knows about it, so he will not be the target of the victims of the bankruptcy.

There was a knock on the door, Solskjaer didn't know who else would take the initiative to come to him at this time, he rushed over as quickly as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, and he didn't care if he hit a pot of flowers next to him, the gentleman and the elegance had nothing to do with him, opened the door, and saw two young men at the door.

One of the young men used a prosthetic arm, and Solskjaer didn't see the officials of the Kingdom Chancellor of the Exchequer who could save him, just two young men he didn't know, and he yelled angrily: "Get out of here." "I want to close the door.

The door was blocked by the able-bodied young man. "Mr. Solskjaer, although I can't solve your current situation, at least I can save your life, and now those victims of bank bankruptcy are looking for you, and they will do anything to kill you. ”

"Has anyone revealed his identity?" Solskjaer's heart began to worry, and the young man in front of him knew that he was the real boss of the bankrupt bank.

The victims had definitely done such a thing, and Solskjaer would not have doubted it, and half-believing opened the door and let the two in, and the situation inside the house was quite bad, everything was smashed.

"It looks like Mr. Solskjaer's situation is worse than thought. "The able-bodied young man took off his hat and saluted. "Downing Stewart, take the liberty of visiting, and I hope it doesn't bother you. ”

Another young man also introduced himself. "Sarah, a small businessman. ”

Ole Gunnar Solskjaer has no interest in introducing himself to the two youngsters and wants to get through the difficult time in front of him. "Tell me, what should I do, how can you help me?"

Somewhat disappointed, Downing put the torn fabric back on the couch and sat down, looking cross-legged at the banker who had once ruled the kingdom's commerce. "I thought you would be quite angry to hear my name, it looks like you are a gentleman more than I thought, and if I were a woman I would definitely fall in love with you. ”

Solskjaer suddenly remembered something. "Downing Stewart ......" his pupils contracted rapidly, staring at the young man, fists clenched. "You're that damn Eastern merchant, liar. ”

"It's not too late to think about it, don't you have anything to say to me?" Downing had a playful smile on his face, admiring Uncle Anubarak's once most trusted companion. "There was plenty of time, and although the environment was a bit bad, it didn't affect anything. He let out a mocking laugh.

The murderer who had turned himself into such a situation sat in front of him, and Solskjaer hurried up, grabbed the young man by the collar, and gritted his teeth with a grim expression. "You shouldn't have ruined my wealth, devil. He raised his other hand and waved it at the other person's cheek.

The fist kept falling, and the blood soaked the fist, but there was no screaming, only crazy mocking laughter, Tang Ning's cheeks were stained red with blood, and he twisted his mouth and laughed wildly. "That's right, just like this, a hard lesson to the devil who ruined everything. ”

Sarah's face was worried, but because of his boss's explanation when he came here, he couldn't stop it, he just had to quietly admire it.

Until he was out of breath, Solskjaer let go of his hand and rubbed his aching fists. "Death will free you, it's not that easy. He turned and rummaged frantically through the cabinets in his room.

Tangning sat down on the sofa, wiping the blood all over his face, baring his teeth, like a madman, when the blood was wiped clean, the wound on his face healed quickly, and a green light appeared, it was the druid's force of nature, looking at the opponent who was also frantically rummaging through the cabinet, and walked over. "Hurry up, I can't wait to know what you do with me. ”

Soon after, Solskjaer took out a box, opened it, and a bright gem, the eye of wealth, an eye of the goddess of greed, Memphitos, was able to see the weaknesses of human nature and magnify them. His method is simple, using this eye to detect the opponent's greatest weakness and fight back, this feeling will be more painful than death.

"It was very good, I saw what I wanted. Downing took out the Moslian dagger, a dagger capable of killing gods and demons, and stabbed it into Solskjaer's chest, leaving the dagger with only the handle.

Solskjaer was somewhat surprised, looking down at the dagger inserted into his chest, the weapon of Nasri, the leader of the League of Thieves and Assassins, his face pale and shocked, his lips trembling. "You...... Be...... Enemies of the mysterious organization ......"

Nasri was killed by the young man who was the enemy of the occult organization, so the person who wielded the dagger was the young man who opposed the occult organization.

Reaching out to snatch the eye of wealth, Tang Ning smiled. "It's too late, you should have thought that the prudence you had made with Uncle Anubaraq had been abandoned by you, otherwise you would never have failed so easily. ”

Anubarak ...... What a familiar name, Solskjaer fell to his knees in agony, his fingers clutching the spot where Moslian's dagger had pierced. "You know him......"

"I know a lot of people who have an intractable grudge against the occult organization, such as Uncle Anduin, Uncle Francis, and the aforementioned Uncle Anubarak......" Downing said the names one by one. "By now you should be clear about my purpose in dealing with the occult organization. ”

Solskjaer, of course, understood that the fellows of the Cursed Lands had sent the young man for revenge, and he struggled to get up from the ground to escape from here.

Downing reached out and grabbed the loser's back collar. "Don't be in a hurry to leave, I don't have any interest in your life, I just want to get back all the wealth that belongs to Uncle Anubarak, I'm talking about all, not just what I've already taken from you. He nodded to the young man on standby.

Sara took the property transfer agreement that had already been drawn up and put it in front of Solskjaer. "Just sign it and put your fingerprint on it. He wanted to take the red ink, but when he saw the blood, he gave up. "Looks like you don't need red ink. ”

Solskjaer picked up the agreement, laughed maniacally, and then suddenly stopped, looked back at the young man behind him, and shouted angrily: "No way, Anubarak Hugh succeeded." "He tried to tear up the agreement.

"Of course, it's your freedom. Tangning crouched down, looking at the face distorted by pain. "But I can't guarantee that you will be able to get out of here alive, think about it, as long as you live, everything still has a chance, this is your last chance to survive, your mysterious friends will definitely help you reclaim everything that belongs to you, you have to have hope, you know that the Moslian dagger can kill you, even if you gain the power from hell or heaven. ”

Solskjaer paused for a moment, the other party was right, as long as he lived, everything was not over, and his companions from those mysterious organizations would help him, he reopened the property transfer agreement, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. "Will you abide by the treaty?"

"Of course, I swear. Downing replied sincerely, pointing to the place where the signature was pressed and his handprint. "Right here. ”

Solskjaer didn't want to die, he looked at the place where the agreement was signed, took the pen handed by another young man, wrote his name, pressed his handprint, and then looked at the other party with expectant eyes, hoping that the other party would keep his promise and make the slim hope come true.

Picking up the property transfer agreement, Downing took a golden Caesar out of his pocket and threw it on the ground. "According to the property transfer agreement, this is the payment I will pay you, and now you are free. ”

Solskjaer sold all his assets with a golden Caesar, of course, bad assets, he got up and rushed out of the gate, running down the dark street, the Moslian dagger on his chest could not be pulled out, once this dagger was pulled, the wound would never heal, he would bleed to death, and those companions of the mysterious organization might have a way to remedy it.

Downing, who had also walked out of the room, snapped his fingers, and soon someone emerged from the darkness, it was George Clooney, who was able to find Ole Gunnar Solskjaer's secret residence in the capital, and the head of the jewelry store who had only seen his boss once helped a lot.

"Sir, now I'm at your service. "George Clooney knows that no one will choose Solskjaer, who has become a rat on the street.

"No, you've got to finish one last thing. Downing smiled at the guy who had just turned against him.

When George Clooney chased Ole Gunnar Solskjaer off the line, Sara felt a little sympathetic. "Why didn't we just kill him. ”

Tang Ning walked in front and put the agreement away, his face hideous and terrifying. "Although I am not a good person, I don't want to be a person who does not keep my promises, I promised not to kill him, to be precise, I will not die at my hands. ”

Those who had been left with nothing because their savings had been squandered suddenly became agitated, and the streets of the capital were bustling with people rushing to tell each other, and Ole Gunnar Solskjaer was on the streets of the capital.

Solskjaer was stopped by the angry depositors, who saw a familiar figure in the crowd, George Clooney standing in front of the debt collectors, his identity being leaked by the man in front of him.

"It's you, you betray me. Ole Gunnar Solskjaer roared angrily.

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