When Cesar regained control of his body, he was in a brightly lit hall.

In the center of the room are rows of neat chairs, not far from the end of the wall, there are one after another counter windows isolated by crystal walls, and there is a lottery machine not far away, which looks like a bank, but the business is unusually cold, and there are few people in the empty hall.

"Where is this?" Cesar rubbed his eyes, half-leaned on Rita's body, changed into a comfortable position, and quietly rubbed his face against his chest, the exaggerated elasticity made Cesar's sway around, unusually comfortable, "How does it look like a bank?"

Cesar looked around, and there were very few people in the hall, only seven or eight people, all wearing black cloaks and not showing their true faces, sitting in silence in their seats, each of them keeping a long distance from each other. Of the more than forty counter windows in that row, only two were in working condition, and the others were empty and no one was there. What's even stranger is that he found that there are no doors and windows in this hall, and he doesn't know how he and these people got in?

"It's a bank. Elsa said with a frown.

"What's going on? Why did you come to the bank? Which one is this? Is this the Dongzhou branch of the protein bank? I remember that there was a lot of gold, silver and jewelry hoarded in the silver master's nest, which was enough for us to consume. Also, this bank looks very wrong, there is a strange ...... everywhere" Cesar sat up straight and looked at this bank carefully, it was very large, but it was depressed, how to look at it.

"This is what the mother-in-law said about being able to restrain the Feng family. Elsa replied.

"Are you kidding me?, can a bank deal with the Wind Cave of Death Knell No1?" Cesar was incredulous.

"Everything is mutually reinforcing, there is no absolute strong, we must look at the problem dialectically. You're all in trouble, aren't you still afraid of 'sea salt'? Although the wind cave is strong, it may not be without nemesis. This bank may really be able to help us reclaim the Demonic Vein. Elsa said affirmatively, but her expression became more and more solemn.

"Something is wrong with you, if this bank is really as you say, it can restrain the Feng family, why are you still frowning?" Immediately after, Cesar looked at Rita and Nana again. found that the faces of the two were also not very good-looking, and it seemed that there was something else hidden in them?

"If I had a choice, I wouldn't work with this bank. "Elsa's language is full of complex flavors, and it seems that she is about to embark on a point of no return?

"What the hell is going on? What happened while I was asleep? Is someone coercing you?!" Cesar asked nervously after feeling that he had missed a very important passage after being knocked unconscious.

"We first had a discussion with Granny Killer and accepted her advice. And get a gift of martial arts experience, and finally follow her instructions, find this bank that can help us solve our big troubles, and then wait in line for the manager's reception, it's as simple as that. Rita recounted.

"It should be a good thing to be able to get the 'Wind Cave', but you look very reluctant. By the way, how can a mere bank get rid of the Feng family? What kind of conspiracy is this?"

Cesara pondered it for a moment. But I can't taste it. The Wind Cave is the super family of Dongzhou, the top power of the No. 1 of the death knell, and what is the bank? An economic and financial institution engaged in monetary and credit business. The two are completely incompatible, and he really can't think of how a bank engaged in capital operation can handle the 'wind cave', and can it still make No1 bankrupt? Moreover, why are Nana and others at a loss.

"Ordinary banks naturally can't do it, but this one is different, see for yourself!"

Elsa threw Cesar a colorful leaflet with a disgusted expression. It is an introduction to this bank, with a large line on it: 'Introduction to the latest personal savings business of the bank'.

"I'm the sun......! What the hell is this?!What the hell is this?!!" Cesar almost bulged out his eyes after reading the leaflet. The indescribable diaphragm in her heart, no wonder Elsa's expression was so entangled. Just by looking at the title, there is a kind of shock that 100,000 divine beasts are rushing through my heart!

It is clear from the leaflet that this is a secret bank that operates a 'fart' storage business, which has been around since the Second Age and has not decayed for hundreds of millions of years. An ancient bank that insists on operating the business related to 'fart resources', focusing on the development and recycling of 'fart resources' for one billion years, and its credibility is guaranteed.

With the completion of the parallel connection of the main veins of the Eastern Regions, the Witch Desire Realm was born, and countless ancient forces in Ceylon that had sunk into history have surfaced one after another, and the 'fart bank' is one of them.

Deposit Bank, as the name suggests, is a professional institution that specializes in collecting 'fart resources'. It is a very hidden organization, with its headquarters in a mysterious place, but the exact location is unknown, and only through special methods can it reach this bank hall, which is connected to the rest of the world.

The Cesar family was able to enter this hall only thanks to the means provided by the 'Killing Mother-in-law'. And the 'Killing Mother-in-law' was able to learn about this secret location, and it was also when he inquired about the Achilles heel of the 'Feng Family', and by chance, he got a way to enter the 'fart bank' from an ancient demon. As for how the Elder Demon learned the address of this bank, it was because it was a valued customer of the 'fart bank'.

Generally speaking, there are three types of customers who come to the bank:

The first category is those who had peerless powerhouses in their ancestors and obtained the method of entering the 'fart bank', but their descendants declined, but the 'fart sellers' with good blood and rare bloodlines.

Ahem, don't get me wrong! This is a very serious book, and it never touches on the plot of 'selling chrysanthemums'. The so-called 'selling fart' is simply exchanging farts for money and selling gas. Tadpoles can be sold, and gas can be sold too!

Of course, the gain from this kind of transaction is very small, after all, a person's gas is limited, even if the prime minister is only so much. Moreover, the fart bank will also test the purity of the 'fart resources', and the higher the quality, the higher the value. You have a good bloodline, a strong body, pure food, sufficient gas emissions, and high quality, so you will naturally sell it expensive; you are an ordinary trash fish, and you are an omnivore, and the gas produced is filthy and thin, so it is naturally worthless.

This first type of customer, usually under the pressure of survival, will become a part-time fart collector of the 'fart bank', collecting a large number of 'fart resources' for banks around the world in exchange for a lot of remuneration. You can probably think of them as ordinary salesmen, pulling business around and letting customers store 'gas' in the bank. (To be continued.) )

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