No one knows how much money this system can make every year, but everyone knows that if it is a mature system, it will definitely make very, very profitable.

Arms require goods; drug trafficking also requires goods.

But help others launder money without requiring goods, and they still use other people's things to make their own money in the next future.

How much dark money is there in the world every year? I don’t know, no one knows it.

But this number has parameters, so take corruption as an example. Is it considered too much for some officials to bribe 300 million? It's not too much, it's really not too much.

So how much money does a country be embezzled every year?

No matter how much, this money is black money and needs to be whitewashed.

Many officials obviously hid a house of money, but they dared not spend it because the money was shameful.

How much money is embezzled worldwide every year?

There are countless, and all this money needs to be bleached.

Of course, corruption is just one aspect of black money. This kind of money fills every field. As long as it is shameful, it is black money. In this world, black money is far more than money exposed to the sun.

So when Long Xiaoqi said this, Bishop Boer was moved.

"Wait, I think it is impossible for you to sell these shares with your shamelessness, unless... you don't plan to pay back the money, but you have to ask us for money, and then say that this is our investment, right?" Bishop Boer quickly said: "How many shares we occupy, what you say is the final decision, and we will definitely not be able to participate in the money laundering process. In other words, how much profit we get in the end is still what you say. We have no say, right?"

Bishop Boer is too smart and can see through Long Xiaoqi's not-so-smart layout at a glance.

Yes, this layout is not very smart, because he just made it clear that he came to invest. If he could, he would fool him, as long as he got the money.

What the country wants to do is to smooth out the accounts, but Long Xiaoqi not only has to smooth out the accounts, but also has to make another profit.

What should I do if I don’t make a profit? How to do the intelligence system?

If he has no money, how can he buy spies? How can he let those spies work for him wholeheartedly? How can he spend money to smash Silver Fox's intelligence personnel?

If you have breasts, you are just a mother. Many times agents and spies are the most unreliable.

They are smart, they can see through what position they are in and know more about how to consider the next step for themselves.

Money, they need money, even more than most people need money.

"Am I that shameless? Am I that kind of person?" Long Xiaoqi held a cigarette and smiled: "Biden Boer, we are always acquaintances. Why can't you trust me so much? I am taking everyone to make money, and I definitely don't give myself a gift."

"Well, I have money, she controls a lot of resources, you can ask her for it." Bishop Boer said.

"Her's is hers, it has nothing to do with me." Long Xiaoqi grinned and said, "I am doing my own business. I have my own signature. I come here to find you, just to put my golden sign here. If I can't do it well, this golden sign will be smashed, and at that time..."

"You ran away." Bishop Boer shrugged.

One sentence almost choked Long Xiaoqi to death, but he also admitted that the other party was right. If he really smashed his signature, what else could he do besides running? Stay behind someone to kill him?

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

At this moment, the dull sound of stepping on the ground sounded.

Paladins walked in from all directions of the hall, trampling neatly with their feet wearing boots.

All are paladins.

What is a Paladin? This depends on the church in ancient Europe.

As we all know, the church has never been just a missionary club. It had absolute military expansion capabilities at some stage in the ancient European period.

At that time, the Paladins were their most powerful warriors.

This tradition has been going on to this day, and many people don’t know their true combat power.

But Long Xiaoqi knew that with his current strength, he was afraid that a paladin would be able to kill him, let alone so many people came in.

"What does this mean?" Long Xiaoqi stared at Bishop Boer.

"I swear, this is not what I mean." Bishop Boer said helplessly: "I told you not to come, but - good luck, I have no choice."

After saying that, Bishop Boer turned around and left, leaving Long Xiaoqi alone in the center of the hall.

The paladin surrounded him. These guys were warriors that the church had been nurturing since childhood. They were the last line of defense used to protect the modern church. They were all dead soldiers and real masters.

Why has no one dared to make trouble in such a small place in the Vatican?

It is because of these soldiers, even the Vatican does not even have their own army.

"Hunting is the first to live, welcome your arrival."

A bishop came out and nodded slightly to the Long Xiaoqi.

Then, one bishop after another came out and looked at Long Xiaoqi with pity.

"Don't try to resist, your people are already under control." A bishop smiled and said, "We have no difficulty for them, because our purpose is not here, we are kind."

When they came in, all the people in the Battle Banner brought by Long Xiaoqi were outside, and this would be controlled - this was what the bishops thought.

In fact, the people in the Battle Banner Company did not resist at all. When they came, Long Xiaoqi told him not to use force in the Vatican, otherwise he would definitely be dead, even if they could fight again.

Even when they came in, no one carried any weapons.

Where is this? Vatican!

If you use force here, you will be hunted down by all believers around the world.

And there is another point that Long Xiaoqi did this to show respect.

"Do you think I'm not prepared for anything?" Long Xiaoqi smiled and said, "My life is worth nothing. Your life is worth more than mine. Your money is operated through my hands. From putting it into my hands to putting the money into your pockets, every step and every cent is recorded clearly. Here, you can kill me, or even place a crime for me to let the believers outside trample me to death, but at that time, what you do will be made public."

When the bishops heard these words, their faces changed slightly.

They wanted to trap Long Xiaoqi here and let the other party get money, but now they heard such words.

"If you deal with you, be careful. You are even more terrifying than a tiger that eats people." Long Xiaoqi lit a cigarette and smoked deeply and said, "Support me, I will make you happy to the end; if you don't support me, we will kill you. As far as I know, His Majesty the Pope is a true believer, and he will never allow such problems to occur under his seat.

The most important point is that Bishop Boer informed me of everything you did, including a series of evidence. Simply put, Bishop Boer rebelled and turned against me, hahahahaha..."

"Shameless! Despicable! I don't. I swear in the name of God, I have not rebelled!"

Bishop Boer was angry and scared. He didn't expect that Long Xiaoqi would say such words. This was not a sale of him, but a false accusation!

How could he do this? He is from the church, and Long Xiaoqi is from outside the church.

All the bishops stared at Bishop Boer coldly, with a very bad expression.

Long Xiaoqi said nothing, but he thought of this before he came. Who else could Bishop Boer sell if he didn't sell it?

When he came here, he wanted not only money, but also the support of the church!
Chapter completed!