The family worship who secretly protected Lin Qi had been banished to an unknown time and space, but Lin Qi didn't know anything about it.

He's just thinking about some of his problems.

What kind of backing does Professor Cohen have? Lin Qi doesn't know!

What kind of friends does Professor Cohen have? Lin Qi doesn't know!

How capable is Professor Cohen? Lin Qi didn't know!

How much influence does Professor Cohen have? Lin Qi still doesn't know!

But this did not prevent Lin Qi from squatting by the fountain in the middle of the Golden Lily Square early the next morning, squinting at the bustle of the Iron Wall Bank.

God knows how many people Cohen has transferred, God knows how many connections he has transferred, God knows how long he's been plotting for Ironwall. Anyway, Lin Qi absolutely didn't believe that just one night, just by taking Lin Qi around a dozen banks, he could do these things in front of him!

This old fox with a mean awl face, a pair of sinister triangular eyes, and greed for gold coins several times better than Lin Qi, he must have been thinking about the Iron Wall Bank for many years, but he suddenly caused the matter through Lin Qi's hand.

Lin Qi didn't believe that Professor Cohen owed him such a little gold coin! The reason why Lin Qi accompanied Professor Cohen in and out of various banks last night must have been because he intended to give Lin Qi some pocket money, and then, and then there were some other intentions! But what the specific intention was, Lin Qi couldn't figure out for a while.

Anyway, Lin Qi squatted by the fountain, nibbling on a piece of black bread with meat, while staring blankly at the long four-wheeled carriage in front of the Iron Wall Bank. It was pitch black throughout, and the carriage was made of thick steel sheets, with no open windows, and only a special four-wheeled carriage with a narrow door. There were twenty such carriages in front of the Iron Wall Bank.

An old man dressed conservatively, traditionally, and understatedly, but with incomparably luxurious materials and cuts, walked slowly into the door of the Iron Wall Bank with stiff steps. In a short time the carriages entered through the side gate of the Iron Wall, and in less than a quarter of an hour they were driven out surrounded by the escort of the brigade.

Lin Qi squinted and listened to the movement of these carriages, they were still relatively light when they entered, and when they came out, all the carriages were newly heavily added, obviously they were loaded with a lot of goods. What else can you load from a bank in a special carriage other than gold coins?

The convoy circled around Golden Lily Square for most of the time and rumbled out along a street. Lin Qi glanced at the carts. There was no sign on it, except for the breeze that swept up the corner of the old man's robe, revealing a bronze coat of arms on his belt—the coat of arms of a famous nobleman of the Empire, who had been a hereditary duke at the beginning of the Gallic Empire.

Not more than a moment. Another carriage came to the door of the Iron Wall Bank, and another old man with extraordinarily low-key and conservative clothes, but extremely luxurious materials and cutting skills, walked slowly into the door of the bank. Then the carriage left the Iron Wall Bank with heavy things, and happily left the Golden Lily Square along another street.

Subsequently, one, one, another!

There were at least thirty teams of four-wheeled carriages in front and behind the Iron Wall Bank, and Lin Qi's mind was numb for a while. He was calculating how much money it would be to load all these four-wheeled carriages with gold coins. The gods are above, and the gold coins he spent last night are estimated to be less than one-fifth of the gold coins that these wagons can carry!

Cohen was really premeditated, he must have been preparing to attack the Iron Wall Bank a long time ago!

And there is no doubt that these carriages belong to the real nobles of the imperial capital, except for them. No one can easily withdraw cash from the Iron Wall Bank - especially this outrageous, almost slap in the face, where everyone lines up to withdraw huge amounts of cash!

Lin Qi stuffed the last bite of black bread into his mouth, and he was ready to go back to class. He wanted to hear Professor explain to him how he had planned to attack the Iron Wall Bank this time, and by the way, he had to get his share of the gold coins back! Kou had swept away so much cash from the Iron Wall Bank, and Lin Qi couldn't wait to see those cute golden little babies!

Pat the dust off your butt. Linzi, accompanied by Barr, left Golden Lily Square.

Neither he nor Barr noticed that in a fancy restaurant in the corner of Golden Lily Square, a stunning girl was looking at him through a floor-to-ceiling window with a cute baby in her arms. Gerdas chuckled softly. The delicate little hand was gently tapping on the dining table, and he hummed in a low voice: "When my injury is a little better, with the power of the God of Punishment, the heavenly position next to him is nothing." ”

Glancing up at Yin, Gerdas's smile became extremely hideous: "This kid, I will let him spend his life in despair." After all, this is also my 'father' wish, what do you say?"

Yin gently stroked Gerdas's thick red hair, squinted and smiled softly.

Just when the Iron Wall Bank was frantically withdrawing cash, a chubby man with sweat dripping from his forehead was riding a black horse, driving out of the imperial capital gate frantically, and running towards a small forest on the outskirts of the city.

In the depths of the grove, on the banks of the Lanxin River, in a wooden building surrounded by several ancient banyan trees, the man, led by several guards, finally met Thuram, who was packing up and preparing to leave. The chubby man fell to his knees and howled hoarsely: "Your Highness, I have finally found you!"

The corners of Thuram's eyes twitched, this slightly chubby man Grigor was one of his henchmen, the person in charge of the Iron Wall Bank who was specially taken care of for him, and every year he was able to obtain huge profits from the Iron Wall Bank, and it was this huge profit that supported Thuram to secretly raise an elite private mercenary army equipped with equipment comparable to the Imperial Forbidden Army!

That mercenary army even took control of a small principality on the western continent, and Thuram was the supreme emperor of that principality. The small Duchy of Greenery was located on the border between the Gallic Empire and the Caesar Empire, and the elite army of 200,000 men could break into the Gallic Empire at any time, and threaten the most important grain-producing areas of the Caesar Empire at any time.

Seeing Gregor panic, Thuram's heart sank.

Dropping his suit, Thuram ordered a quarter of an hour before setting off, and then he sat back on the throne and looked at Gregor with a frown: "What happened? What made you so flustered? This place, you shouldn't have come!"

Gregor gasped violently, and he shuddered the names of a large number of wealthy nobles of the Empire.

Thuram looked at him in surprise: "What's the matter? Although these nobles are old and honorable, they are not close to the power core of the empire now, they are just ...... It's just an ornament of the empire, although they are the face of the empire, but that's just the face, they don't have any real power in their hands, they have caused us trouble?"

Gregor looked at Thuram tremblingly: "But they, just now, they have withdrawn 150 million gold coins in cash from our vault! There are still people who are constantly coming to withdraw money, and you know, our Tiebi Bank usually only has a maximum of 50 million gold coins, and the 300 million gold coins in cash that have just been put into the warehouse in the last two months, yes, yes, yes......"

Gregor knelt on the ground, and it was not only sweat that flowed from his forehead, but even the white oil stars could be seen.

Thuram's heart throbbed, he covered his mouth, and leaned back heavily.

He knew what it was, 300 million gold coins, and these 300 million gold coins were the security deposit that the Iron Wall Bank had just kept for a secret transaction between two huge forces. It's a deal that doesn't see the light of day, and even the slightest leak of the news will make one of these forces his mortal enemy.

Not only that, if the people on the mainland let them know that they vouched for this deal, he was finished, he would definitely be finished, even his powerful and domineering father could not protect him, he would definitely be burned at the stake!

The margin for this transaction has only been in his hands for two months, but there is still a year and ten months left before the transaction is completed!

"Gregor, I don't understand this nonsense, sue me, what should I do!" Thuram's eyes were on fire.

Gregor looked at Thuram in fear, and he muttered under his breath before carefully proposing his own proposal.

"The old nobles, though they have no real power now, have a terrible influence in the Empire, and if they can't meet their withdrawal requests - they all give a legitimate reason to use cash, they want to trade with foreign races, but you know, those dwarves, goblins, and elves, they don't trust our golden tickets, they only trust gold coins!"

"If we can't meet their demands, if their deal with the alien race fails, then Your Highness, you are in great trouble!"

Taking a deep breath, Thuram bowed his head and said, "Meet their withdrawal request!"

Gregor wiped the sweat from his forehead, he fell to his knees, his forehead pressed tightly to the ground, he didn't dare to look at Thuram, whose face burst out with countless blood vessels: "Someone may have launched a sniper attack on our Iron Wall Bank, you must prepare more gold coins to deal with the run." Forget about the run on ordinary people, we always have a way...... But the run on those big banks, if there is not enough gold to deal with it, we are also finished. ”

"Over the years, we have issued eight billion gold tickets of various denominations in Tiebi Bank, and as long as half of them, no, as long as a quarter of the gold ticket owners ask for the exchange of huàn gold coins, we will be completely finished! So, you, you need to find strong cash support! Even, in order to prevent the most unpredictable and worst results, you need a strong credit guarantee!"

Thuram smashed the armrest of the throne to shreds, and he shouted brutally, "What if I don't pay it?"

Gregor raised his head and said something that he regretted instantly: "Well, you're bankrupt!

Gregor was then kicked by a furious Thuram and vomited blood. (To be continued)