How much does this convert to in Daxia Coin again?

Oh, it’s nearly a hundred billion, right?

Zhang Beixing roughly calculated that among all the enterprises in Great Xia, there aren’t many that can come up with a cash flow of a hundred billion.

Except for the state-owned enterprises, there are probably less than a handful of private enterprises with such cash flow?

Zhang Beixing looked at the two leaders, smiled bitterly, and didn’t press the issue.

"It’s fine, I just think it’s a pity. Times have changed, now it’s all digital economy and no cash. Otherwise, if I took you down, I would have surely earned hundreds of billions of US Dollars, what a shame."

Zhang Beixing said in a somewhat boasting manner.

Although these people were angry at heart, they really had no way to deal with Zhang Beixing.

Who could blame the guy for genuinely having such abilities?

Zhang Beixing also wasn’t bothered by this issue; he was indeed quite curious about this ragtag group.

Soon, he looked towards the black guy, whose face he had slapped swollen, and asked.

"Looking at you being so bad at taking punches, what a waste of such height, what do you do?"

Zhang Beixing asked.

The black guy stammered for a long time but couldn’t articulate anything clearly.

Mainly because all his teeth had been smashed by Zhang Beixing, and half of his face was swollen with blood, his mouth was also swollen, making it impossible to understand what he was muttering.

"Alright, alright, if you can’t speak clearly, then just don’t speak."

Zhang Beixing waved his hand, directly interrupting the stammering of the black guy.

The tall black guy glanced at Zhang Beixing with a resentful look.

Didn’t dare to look more, afraid that Zhang Beixing might suddenly lash out and smack him to death.

It hurt, it hurt too much!

Until now, half of his face was still burning with pain.

Zhang Beixing was too ruthless.

Now there was no anesthetic or painkiller, the intense pain kept tears from his eyes flowing nonstop, he’s never cried so much in his life.

Zhang Beixing ignored him thereafter.

Looking at this group of ragtag individuals eagerly staring at him, Zhang Beixing said, "To be honest, I’m still quite curious about you guys, why don’t you all introduce yourselves to me. I want to see what you all do."

"If you’re useful to me, I’ll forgive your attempted attack on me. Maybe I’ll even take you to Great Xia and make you auxiliary personnel in The Ninth Bureau."

Zhang Beixing said with a chuckle.

This was a classic carrot and stick tactic.

Zhang Beixing truly had the intent to recruit some people.

The majority of The Ninth Bureau’s members were martial artists, with the rest being administrative staff. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

People like thieves and those who can read lips might indeed come in handy.

It’s just right to pick a few people from here to take back.

When this group heard Zhang Beixing laughing as he said this, their hearts thudded fiercely.

They had already roughly guessed this outcome.

After learning Zhang Beixing’s identity, they knew they were done for.

Even though Zhang Beixing wasn’t an official in Western Europe, Zhang Beixing held a high level in Great Xia!

If Zhang Beixing wanted to seriously pursue the attack on him, there would be no good end for them.

Great Xia’s diplomacy could easily pressure these countries in Western Europe, not many could withstand it, and eventually, wouldn’t they have to obediently hand them over?

What followed was their enthusiastic self-introductions to Zhang Beixing.

"My name is Harry, an Ancient Roman, thirty-seven years old..."

The tall, bearded man was the first to introduce himself; he was among the first batch with Black Ghost standing at Zhang Beixing’s door, intending to get at Zhang Beixing in his room.

He could only be the first to speak, given the current situation, there was no choice but to open his mouth.

Interrupted by a glance from Zhang Beixing, cutting short his boring personal details, he quickly got to the point.

"I’m a Pharmacist, a profession passed down from the Middle Ages."

"Unlike the modern Pharmaceutical Researcher, pharmacists mainly make things targeting enemies, like the hallucinogen used in your room, Minister Zhang."

Zhang Beixing raised an eyebrow, "Hallucinogen?"

"Yes, hallucinogen. Its main function is to hypnotize enemies. It’s colorless and odorless; an ordinary person would fall asleep within thirty seconds of smelling it."

"Even a grandmaster-level martial artist could only resist for five minutes at most due to its colorless and odorless nature, making it hard to defend against or detect."

Harry said, despite the dire situation, he was still very confident and proud of his product.

This hallucinogen was one of his trump cards, considered his lifeline.

With his pharmaceutical skills, he roamed around Europe nearly invincible; as long as he was cautious, he’d live a comfortable, wealthy life.

Originally, he had made enough money and was in retirement mode, just waiting for his son to grow up so he could pass on these skills, and his life would have been worthwhile.

Who knew he’d covet one last big sum, mainly because this DE Organization offered too much, otherwise he wouldn’t have stupidly agreed.

This made him quite annoyed, the looks on those two people from the DE Organization weren’t friendly either.