Chapter 1603 Starting With One Dollar

1603, starting with $1

"But Alan, we really need money now!" said the middle-aged man.

"No, Dad!! Bastion is my partner! I managed to make it move! Never sell it!" Allen said loudly.

"You made this thing?" asked the father.

"Yes!! Please don't sell it..." Allen said.

Father frowned and thought for a while, then sighed and said, "Okay, then I'll think of a way. Find out the lawn mower first. Hans and the others want to buy it for 5 dollars. I just use this money to buy it." Money to buy some..." Before he finished speaking, he saw the lawn mower on the bastion's legs, and he was stunned.

"Oh my god... Alan! Do you know that you made us lose $5 just by messing around! That's all I need to go to town to work for a whole day!" Father said with a distressed expression.

"I'm sorry Dad... I will find a way..." Allen said guiltily.

"What can you think of? Just don't make trouble for me..." Father shook his head, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Are you short of money?" Bastion asked suddenly, "It happens that I also need a lot of money."

Allen's father suddenly stared at the bastion as if he had seen a ghost. He pointed at the tattered robot tremblingly and said, "You! Can you really talk!? No! Impossible! You definitely didn't make this thing !! Alan! Tell me the truth, where did you find this thing!?"

"I picked it up...it was the shooting star that day..." Alan lowered his head and whispered.

"Then what are you?" Father asked in horror, pointing at the bastion.

Bastion glanced at him and said, "You don't need to know what I am, but you need to know two things. First, I am the guardian of human beings. Second, it is your luck to pick me up."

The father picked up a pitchfork in horror and said loudly: "I don't care so much, you get out of here now! Now!!"

"I won't leave, because if I leave here, my chance of survival will drop to less than 1%," Basso said.

"Dad! Please don't drive away the bastion! He is a good man and has taught me a lot!" Allen stood firmly in front of the bastion.

"If I find you money,

Then will your hostility towards me decrease a bit. " Bastion asked.

"I'm not going to do anything wrong!" Father's tone softened a bit.

"The largest city in Nevada is Las Vegas, which is a good thing for you. But now my state is not suitable for entering a casino, but you can take me to bet on horse racing." Basso said.

"The way you gave me to make money is to gamble? You devil!! Get out of here!!" Father roared.

"Winning or losing is gambling, and for me, it's 100% winning, so it can only be regarded as making money." Bastion said, "I can scan the physical condition of the horses and conduct detailed simulation analysis. Then determine which horse will win, with 100% accuracy."

"Why should I believe you!" Father looked at it vigilantly.

"It only costs one dollar to start, give it to Allen, and treat it as his pocket money." Bamboo said lightly.

...

New York, Manhattan, a small office building directly bought by Tang Yu.

In the largest conference room in the office building, there are more than 20 people gathered. These people are all senior members of the Hellfire Club. Although it did not have the power of the Council of the Chosen Ones headed by Edward Buckman at the time, everyone here can shake Wall Street.

Most of these people were wrapped in bandages, but they were all skin traumas, and the impact was not great. After dealing with his injury, he came to Tang Yu immediately. The former leader of the Hellfire Club, White King Edward Buckman shot and killed other members of the Chosen Council in full view, and it was very obvious that he was controlled by Sebastian Shaw. Xiao's men killed! If Tang Yu hadn't saved them, they would have died there, no doubt.

But the purpose of these people coming to Tang Yu was not for gratitude, but for... benefits! The Hellfire Club is a very powerful organization. Although the structure is loose, the members inside are all top dignitaries. Under their leadership, the Hellfire Club can really be said to be the king of the underground financial industry!

No one wants to go back to the past, the era when they were trembling in the market, and the power of the Hellfire Club was like a drug, which made them unable to stop.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that Sebastian Shaw must have big plans for killing Edward and taking the position of the black king himself, and no matter what the Hellfire Club is planning, it will not be a trivial matter, so these people don't want it to happen. In this way, he was excluded from the core of power. At this time, Tang Yu, who saved them, was the best bargaining chip.

These people are not stupid, they naturally understand that the reason why Tang Yu saved them is to use their power to fight against Sebastian Xiao! And Tang Yu really has this strength! Therefore, when these people came to Tang Yu, they wanted to seek the greatest benefits from Tang Yu, and tried to keep themselves in the power core of the Hellfire Club!

Tang Yu sat at the head of the meeting room, and behind him stood four or five people in black suits, holding briefcases in their hands and not saying a word.

Soon the identities of these people were recognized by the sharp-eyed, "I know him! He is Edward Buckman's assistant! James!"

"Yes! The other is the best actuary under Dennis Rockefeller!!"

"That's the president of Baihe Mining! He's also Edward Buckman's confidant!!" These people looked at Tang Yu in awe. In one day after the turmoil, Tang Yu took over so many people from Edward's subordinates! Although these people are just a drop in the bucket for the business empire built by Edward Buckman, once Tang Yu is firmly established as the White King of the Hellfire Club, then he can continue to buy these people and use them for himself!

Tang Yu waved his hand and said lightly: "Okay, don't guess. The purpose of my coming to you is actually easy to guess. Edward Buckman and Dennis Rockefeller are dead. Once they die, the New York branch of the Hellfire Club Therefore, we must stabilize our current sphere of influence. Although it will inevitably shrink a lot, with this network of relationships, everything can be resolved."

A discordant voice came suddenly, and only one of them stood up and said to Tang Yu: "Although you are the White King of the Hellfire Club now, it does not mean that we recognize you! You, the White King, are just a Bastian Shaw approved it! And you should know what role he is!"

The people around immediately whispered to each other, words like traitor and mutant kept coming out of their whispers.

"Do you think I'm here to ask you for help?" Tang Yu asked suddenly.

"Isn't it?" The man continued: "To put it bluntly, no matter how powerful you are, you are nothing more than a scientist. Any project you want to carry out needs financial support! Don't talk so much, want us To support you, just say it straight. Sebastian Xiao wants to kill us, we will naturally not be sympathetic to you, but you should stop arrogantly in front of us!"

Tang Yu didn't think it was disobedient, and said in a deep voice: "Indeed, if it continues like this, the Hellfire Club will become an organization of mutants, and there will be no influence on the financial market in the past... But... "

"Let me put it another way..." Tang Yu suddenly smiled brightly. He reached out and touched his chin, "Those who follow me prosper, those who oppose me... perish!"

Pooh! ! The naysayer was instantly decapitated! ! Countless blood splashed into the sky!