I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 691 - 689: Bring Money for Ransom

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"Alright! 100 billion US dollars it is!" At this juncture, they had no choice but to meet Zhang Menglong's demands.

Though 100 billion US dollars' worth of currency, resources, or cultural relics and lands was not a small sum, by hook or by crook, it could be scrounged up. At worst, the nation's economic development would be set back a few years, which was certainly better than all dying here, right?

It's known that nowadays, besides economic and technological levels, the most important gauge of a nation's strength is how many powerhouses it has in the Second World; this is a country's true foundation and simply cannot be lost here.

"Hold on, where do you think you're going?" Zhang Menglong noticed their readiness to leave and quickly called them all back, "Where are you off to?"

"Mr. Zhang, we're going back to raise the money."

"Going back?" Zhang Menglong laughed, "Do you think this is a dinner invitation, that you can leave whenever you please?"

"Clap, clap!" Zhang Menglong clapped his hands.

In an instant, formidable auras appeared in every corner of the island. These figures floated in the sky, their power unfathomable, dressed in uniforms bearing the logo of the Zhang Menglong family.

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This overwhelming presence made it hard for everyone to breathe.

They thought Zhang Menglong was frightening enough; who would have guessed he harbored even more inscrutable bodyguards by his side?

Initially, everyone thought this was the full extent of Zhang Menglong's capabilities. They couldn't have imagined that with a mere call to arms, such a force would appear!

Wasn't there said to be only one Heavenly Origin Realm expert in Huaxia, with Realm Island already being an exception? Then how to explain these hundred and eighty or so people in the sky? Had the Huaxia people activated some sort of cheat code?

"Don't be surprised. These are just a small squad of bodyguards from our family. In our household, there are thousands more like them!"

"Thousands…" Everyone fell into silence.

It seemed that what Zhang Menglong said over a month ago wasn't just bravado; if his family had wanted to dominate Earth, they would have become the rulers long ago!

Forget thousands, even with just ten such individuals, it would be easy to sweep across the world.

"Everyone on the island, gather in this room, kneel with your hands on your heads! You have five minutes!"

Zhang Menglong's voice, bolstered by his inner strength, echoed across the entire island. Hearing this, everyone quickly dropped what they were doing—who dared to defy Zhang Menglong's command at this point?

In less than five minutes, over 1200 psychics and more than 500 staff members had all assembled in the building.

Wasn't it them who had taken Zhang Menglong hostage at first? Now, it was the other way around, with Zhang Menglong holding an entire island's worth of people hostage—it was downright absurd!

Escape? With a hundred and eighty Heavenly Origin Realm-level experts watching from the sky, even if they had the gall, they wouldn't dare entertain the thought!

"From now on, stay put here, no talking, no whispering. Even for using the restroom, you'll have to queue up!"

"You," Zhang Menglong addressed them, "each country send a representative forward," he said. "Have your people bring the money to exchange for your people, one batch leaves per person exchanged!"

All 88 officials, including Britos, stepped forward, one by one, with expressions that accepted their fate. They really had both paid the wife and lost the soldiers today.

"Use your own phones! Do I need to teach you?"

An official from an unknown country was the first to step forward and make a call.

"Boss, this is Liz."

"How did it go? Did you catch Zhang Menglong?" an impatient voice came from the other end.

"He's right beside me now."

"Hahaha, excellent, he's finally had it coming. Our losses won't be in vain if we have him. Once we catch him, we won't worry about recouping our lost funds! " the person on the line exclaimed. "Hurry up, our currency market has collapsed; we need a large amount of US dollars to stabilize our market. Get Zhang Menglong to return the money he looted last time, and tell him he has to pay back double!"

"Boss... Although Zhang Menglong is by my side, it's not us holding him hostage, but him that's holding us. The officials are now wearing the Mask of Pain."

"What? You've been taken hostage by him? Didn't the Supernaturals Alliance dispatch over 300 psychics? And Zhou Boquan, isn't he a Heavenly Origin Realm expert?"

"Boss, Zhang Menglong is also a Heavenly Origin Realm expert, and beside him, there are at least another hundred and eighty Heavenly Origin Realm experts. Almost 2000 of us are now being held hostage by him in the Supernaturals Alliance laboratory."

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"How many people do you have over there?"

"All 12 of our country's only god-level psychics are here... Zhang Menglong said that he wants $100 billion in equivalent currency or other assets for our ransom, or else... or else he'll tear up the tickets..."

"This..." The person on the other end was frantically calculating the worth of these individuals versus $100 billion.

Yet, quite quickly, in his mind, the scales still tipped in favor of the dozen or so god-level psychics. The investment they had made in cultivating these individuals had already surpassed $100 billion.

Moreover, once these people were gone, their international status would plummet rapidly, and anyone could bully them. For them, already facing a currency system collapse and imminent inflation shock, this was an unbearable cost.

"Commander, how much in US dollar reserves do we still have?"

"Basically none left, but we still have reserves of 8 billion Huaxia currency and 30 billion Euros; the rest, I'm afraid we can only repay in gold."

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"Let's cede those two islands to him, and add my reserves of 20 billion Euros and 12 billion pounds—that should cover the $100 billion debt."

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"Didn't we recently discover a roommate base? The proven reserves are worth $270 billion; let's cede half of the revenue rights to him!"

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What's meant by "selling the iron pot to pay off debts," is that, to gather the $100 billion, everyone had emptied their last reserves.

"Mr. Zhang..." a somewhat lean official walked up to Zhang Menglong, "no matter how we tally, we've only managed to gather half. Could you take an IOU from us, and we sign a contract to pay off this debt over ten years?"

"Sure, I want 2 percent interest!"

"This... could you go any lower?" Ordinary national bonds had an annual interest rate of around 4 percent, and Zhang Menglong had asked for 20 percent straight off; it was practically usury!

"All right, how about 2.5 percent interest?"

"2 percent interest, let's settle on 2 percent!" Seeing that Zhang Menglong was about to hike the price further, he quickly took the deal, realizing he had no leeway to negotiate with Zhang Menglong.

The interest was exorbitant, but it was paramount to resolve the immediate crisis first.

"Mr. Zhang, we sign a $60 billion debt contract with you..."

"Mr. Zhang, we owe you $43 billion..."

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A few hours later, the first country's helicopter landed at the base.

This country was still fairly wealthy, and though they had no US dollar reserves left, they had plenty of Euros and pounds. After the transfer of assets, Zhang Menglong's wealth grew by another $100 billion.

"Thank you, boss, and welcome to visit again! Take care, bosses!"

The group glared at Zhang Menglong fiercely.

Expect another time? They'd rather never see Zhang Menglong again in their lifetimes.

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"It's just you left," after collecting a round of money, only the people from the Supernaturals Alliance remained on site.

"Zhang Menglong, it's just $100 billion, isn't it? Our country is the issuer of US dollars; we can manage the amount," Britos still seemed very full of himself.

"$100 billion was for them," Zhang Menglong said, "but as the masterminds behind this, I think punishing you with just $100 billion is too lenient."

"What else do you want? Are you planning to go to war with the Supernaturals Alliance?"

"Go to war?" Zhang Menglong let out a cold laugh, "Are you even worthy? You need to provide compensation a hundred times over, otherwise, none of you are getting off work this year!"