Seeing that the beret was about to vent his anger, Lynch knew that he was safe, he was still a safe one.

A scholar once said this-

"If you show more wisdom than ordinary people, then even your opponent will have a peek at your wisdom and desire to own it!"

To put it simply, a person who is not smart enough has a natural trust in smart people, and this trust can sometimes even cross camps and positions, which is amazing.

He just used the simplest way to make the beret understand that he had been doing useless work, so Lynch was safe. In the eyes of the beret, Lynch was already in the same group with them.

Even if it wasn't, a certain friendship was established, so when he left, he used "kill them" instead of "kill you". He distinguished Lynch from these people.

In fact, what Lynch said is only what he can understand, and there are many things that berets cannot understand, such as signing and encrypting.

There are often many front-line shading and patterns in the place where the checkbook is used to sign, and even some checks have horizontal lines. These are actually anti-counterfeiting and encryption methods.

Especially for large transfer checks, when handling more than 200,000 transfer checks, the verification information, that is, the original signature, must be left.

The teller will tell every distinguished customer of the bank how to sign this name to ensure that it can help the bank identify the authenticity of the check.

Otherwise, whoever pretends to be a signature will not be over?

Lynch didn't lie to him. What he said was true, and it was just true that was convincing.

Seeing the stupid thing the beret was about to do, Lynch grabbed his wrist and said, "You don't need to do that."

The corner of the beret's eyes jumped.

He paid a great price for this action. At the cost of being pursued and killed by major domestic warlords, he sacrificed several of his men before boarding the ship. As a result, now Lynch told him that he actually couldn't get a penny. He felt that he was completely fooled.

Whether it's fate, God or these capitalists, he just wants to vent his anger.

He looked at Lynch, raised the gun in his hand, pointed at Lynch, "Are you going to stop me?"

If Lynch says yes, or find some reason to stop him, he will shoot without hesitation.

Because Lynch didn't take care of his emotions, he was not his own.

He casually finds his own soldiers and asks if they can kill these rich men. No one will stop him, and there will even be someone helping him. These are his own people.

Rather than those who try to stop themselves, these people are not of one mind with themselves.

Lynch gave him an answer he hadn't even thought about at this time, "I want to do a business with you to make sure you can get the money."

The beret was stunned again, his body relaxed slightly, he slapped his pistol on the bar, then buckled his ears with his fingers, "What the **** did you just say?"

"I want to do a business with you!" Lynch took out a cigarette, and he handed one to the beret. The two heads came together and lit the fire and then separated.

"What business are you going to do with me?"

The beret looked at Lynch with some curiosity. He felt that Lynch was the most interesting person he had ever seen in his life, and he could always give him an answer he would never think of in the most unexpected place.

He suddenly looked forward to it.

Lynch’s smoking posture is very elegant, the cigarette holder is pressed at the bottom between the index finger and the middle finger, so that he can make his hand clenched into a fist when he is not smoking, which will give people a very stable feeling.

When you need to smoke, push your thumb and the cigarette will reach the tip between your fingers, and you will not be as stupid as reaching out to cover half of your face when smoking.

On the other hand, the beret, his smoking posture is a bit "sniff", he uses his thumb and index finger to pinch the cigarette butt, and also has the habit of biting the cigarette butt, which makes the filter black and also very disgusting.

Lynch flicked the soot, and he nodded, "You want money, and I want safety. To a certain extent, our goals are not in conflict."

The beret also nodded. He felt that what Lynch said was right and easy to understand.

"But they tricked me just now, it doesn't look like you are willing to cooperate with me like this."

Lynch smiled and spit out a puff of cigarette, looking very leisurely and relaxed, "But I can do it."

Without waiting for any reaction from the beret, Lynch immediately asked, "How much do you plan to fish for this operation?"

The beret was a little confused, "What do you mean?"

"That means how much money do you want to make before boarding the ship?"

The beret thought about it for a while, "There is no clear goal. I just heard that you are very rich. The domestic pressure is great now. I need money."

The situation in Marillo will never be calm. The big warlords stick to their turf. Outside these big warlords, small and medium warlords are fighting endlessly.

Perhaps a region will change its owner every three to five months or even three to five weeks. Frequent fighting puts a lot of pressure on every small and medium warlord.

Mainly in terms of funding.

Destruction cannot bring stable income. The great warlords are strong, and the territory has stabilized. It seems that the warlords behind every moment have even begun to do multinational business.

Their area is stable and peaceful, and the warlords are powerful, and they will be full of attractiveness to people in other places.

If you want to change this situation, the best way is to have money in your hands, give money to people on your site who are willing to follow you, and then buy sophisticated weapons to find ways to grow yourself.

However, the chaos of war only has destruction, not development. This is also the reason why all small and medium warlords will eventually go to extinction.

Some people speculate that the big warlords in Marillo want to wait until the bottom ambitions are almost dead, and then vie for who is the ultimate winner. They are not willing to put too much energy on this meaningless. In battle.

This is also the reason why Mariro's situation is chaotic. No one cares. As long as someone has a few guns in his hand, he can become a warlord with a flag.

Looking at the sadness that didn't look like a beret, Lynch helped him sort out his thoughts, "How much do you think you need to get to help your career?"

"A few... ten million!"

He stared into Lynch's eyes and said a number.

Originally, he wanted to say a few million, but a few million is enough for his armed organization to continue to maintain and continue to grow.

Life is worthless in troubled times.

Just when he was about to say it, he thought of the "donations" made by the rich and powerful millions of millions at every turn. He changed the unit from millions to tens of millions. The stream of greed turned around in his eyes, and he licked it. Licking his lips, "tens of millions are enough."

Lynch nodded, "There is no problem at all. We can do this for this business."

"I will negotiate the money for you, and I will persuade everyone to treat everything that happens here as a small unpleasant part of the journey."

"After you leave, no one will hunt you down, and no one will mention what happened here."

"You take the money to complete your dreams and your career. We return to the Commonwealth and continue to be our rich man. Do you think this sale is in line with your wishes?"

The beret's breathing was a bit short, and the hope that he had thought to be frustrated suddenly appeared again, and he didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, he is also a somewhat famous person. He nodded and asked quickly, "But how do you guarantee?"

Lynch took out the checkbook, handwritten a check for thirty million transfers, signed his name, and handed it over.

The beret was a little nauseous when he saw the check, but he didn't answer it, "This trick is useless for me!"

Lynch smiled and introduced him some ways to use checks.

In fact, cheques have a time limit, especially for transfer cheques. The purpose of signing the date is actually to limit the use time of the cheque.

In the past, there have been some scams in the Federation, using the check date to make some people hold the check but unable to cash it.

The check that Lynch is signing now is undated.

"You can fill in a date by yourself at any time, and then transfer the money to your designated account at any place where there is a gold transfer bank."

"It doesn't need to be a few days later. If you don't worry, you can drag it for a while, or just sell it to international banks, who know how to wash the money without anyone knowing it."

Thirty million, if you can get it, the money has exceeded the psychological expectations of the beret-after being deceived.

Seeing that he was still hesitating, Lynch added another, "This is just my guarantee. You can transfer at least 30 million yuan from my account, but if I talk to those people well, you may get more. many."

Lynch said sincerely, "I and them are the same kind of people. They can't deceive me, but they can deceive you."

"You took such a big risk to get on the ship~lightnovelpub.net~ definitely not just come to meet us or kill some people."

"Compared with your personal preference and your ideal pursuit, you know how to choose."

The beret still hesitated, "I can take this check and ask them to sign an undated check too!"

Lynch shrugged his shoulders indifferently. After smoking his last puff, he dropped his cigarette **** on the ground and habitually raised his foot and ran it on the ground. "Whatever you want, I will try my best to show my sincerity. If you ignore He, that's not to blame you."

After he said this, he put the cigarette case away, looked at the beret and asked, "Then I can go back now?"

Completely "failed" appearance.

Someone once commented on the "extreme general method", and Lynch felt that the evaluation was very, very good——

The lower a person’s level of education and the higher his social status, the more he will be affected by the radical law!