"The stocks you all hold will also surge because of this victory!"

The chaebol patriarchs and group chairmen present, upon hearing this,

A hint of excitement appeared on his face.

Because Murakami Takuto is right, if they win this financial war, their stock holdings will definitely surge.

But if we lose,

Then the stocks they hold will also become worthless!

That's why they rushed to Dongjin as soon as they received Murakami Takuto's call!

"Don't worry, Minister!"

"This also concerns our respective interests, and we absolutely will not..."

Before they could finish expressing their loyalty,

The conference room door was then violently pushed open from the outside.

The person closest to the door immediately stood up and roared.

"Baka!"

"Who is this? Doesn't he know any manners at all!"

"Do you want to die?!"

Amidst the insults, Jie, wearing a knitted hood over his head and carrying an AK, walked in.

"It seems like everyone's got a lot of tempers!"

"Then let me use my AK to calm you down!"

After saying that, Jie picked up his AK and opened fire on the table where Murakami Takuto and the others were having their meeting.

Da da da da....

As the bullets flew from the barrel and landed on the table, the solid wood table immediately developed numerous bullet holes.

The splinters kicked up also cut Murakami Takuto and others who were gathered around the table.

After emptying a magazine, the robber threw the AK in his hand to the teammate next to him.

Seeing them huddled under the table, trembling with fear, Jie then smiled and said...

"Everyone, the fire should be extinguished by now..."