Chapter 220
If Mo Chen said outside that he would kill them, on the basis that there are enough sentry robots and men.
They can still have a bit of confidence and maintain a minimum of calm.
But it's totally impossible here. Mo Chen is not even five meters away from them.
As long as Mo Chen wants to kill them completely in one second, then how can they be calm.
"Can't you let us go?"
Old James, the oldest in the crowd, showed a heavy expression on his face.
With unconcealed horror in his eyes, he asked Mo Chen.
"No! You offended me, if you don't kill you, killing the chicken to warn the monkey, how can this be!" Mo Chen said firmly.
Hearing Mo Chen's determination, the last gleam of hope that the old James had left disappeared.
His face is gray and lifeless, and the other people are almost like this.
If there is only one difference, then it is the one who sat on the main seat before.
"If I am willing to transfer all the shares of Trask Industries that I hold to you, is it possible for you to let me go?"
"Transfer Trask Industries Transfer the shares of the industry to me?" Mo Chen couldn't help but froze slightly.
Looking at Mo Chen for a moment, the man thought that oneself could be saved, and his heart was settled, and the panic on his face was much less.
The panic in the hearts of the people around them has also diminished, and the lifelessness on their faces has slowly dissipated.
The use of shares to buy life or something is also a good thing for them.
The assets they hold are not just Trask Industries.
Although they may have lost some of their assets, it is better than death, scattered ashes and dispersed smoke.
"As long as you are willing to let me go, all the 35.6% of the shares in Trask Industries I hold in my hand can be given to you!" As he spoke, the people around were also vying. Open up.
"Let me go, I can give you 12.4%!"
"Me too!"
"I don't have much, but I can give it to you!"
Looking at this group of colleagues who want to use equity in exchange for life like him, this person sitting in the main seat is also sighed in relief.
This group of people will not only not have any adverse effects on him, but will help him survive.
The equity in his hand has 35.6%, which is the most important part and plays an important role.
As long as Mo Chen takes over other equity, his equity is essential.
"You people just can't see the reality. Your equity is now yours."
"But do you think that after your death, this equity will still be yours? You are trading my things with me!"
Mo Chen's words caused the pupils of these people to shrink for a while. Mo Chen clearly killed them and seized their hands. All ideas.
"You don't have an equity transfer letter, your name is bad, and your words are not right. No one will want to!"
"Really?"
Mo Chen's hand With a wave, in this sealed room, a dozen or so files suddenly appeared out of thin air.
Then under the control of Mo Chen, one portion flew into the hands of everyone present.
Everyone couldn't wait to open the file, and after just one glance, their faces turned pale, whiter than the paper of the file.
"This is fake!"
Is the equity transfer agreement in these hands fake?
Naturally it is false, although Mo Chen used the most standard equity transfer agreement format and the most accurate asset situation in an instant.
All the people's signatures and so on, made up such a seemingly real thing.
But it is still difficult to conceal one thing, that is, it is really fake.
It is not signed under the supervision of professionals, without the certification of the competent authority, how could such an equity transfer agreement be true?
For this reason, this talent will say so.
"What does true or false have to do? Yes, yes, these ten-odd share transfer agreements were not signed in compliance with the law."
"But you too Don't forget, I am above the law, and the law has never been my bondage."
Mo Chen's words were the one who woke up and wanted to make the last resistance.
Mo Chen said nothing wrong. Since Law of the United States can serve their wealthy people, it can naturally be above the law.
Even serving Mo Chen in the United States, what a fake agreement is, as long as a little method is used, the fake can become real.
Neither the US Government nor S.H.I.E.L.D. will mind helping Mo Chen make this fake thing real.
Mo Chen didn't even need to do anything in the process.
The person sitting on the main seat is desperate, but it does not mean that other people will also be desperate.
"The law is not your restriction, but do you think you can accept all of Trasla's properties with these fake equity transfer agreements?"
"Don't be kidding , Trask Industries will not succumb to you!"
"I have to give you a comment after hearing what you said. Then you are really an idiot."
"Trask Industries will never care if it has changed its owner, because..."
"Because after today, Trask Industries will be robbed, It doesn't need to care about this!" said the utterly desperate man.
About this, he knew it when he saw the name signed under the equity transfer agreement.
That name is not the name of Mo Chen, but the name of a girl named Wanda.
This seems to be nothing, but the hidden meaning is amazing.
This means that Mo Chen never put Trask Industries in his eyes, but transferred it to someone else.
Since it is not in the eyes, then the best way to accept an enterprise can be used.
Before everyone reacts, it is useless to rob the company. After that, even if the people of the company react, it will be of no use.
"You are very smart! Unfortunately, you are going to die now!"
After Mo Chen finished speaking, he did not give him or them any chance to speak, and his thoughts flashed. between.
They were all drained of life force by Mo Chen with the power of Doom, and turned into piles of ash-gray powder.
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The White House of United States will never be a Conference Hall open to outsiders inside.
The US President and a large number of senior executives from United States have been here for a long time.
During this period of time, they gave up rest, and even lunch was held here.
All their attention is on the big fat meat of Trask Industries.
"How is it going?"
The President of United States asked the Admiral who had just answered a phone call.
"Everything is unfolding in an orderly manner. The army we mobilized has successfully taken over the three Trask industrial bases."
"Now we are waiting for him to kill Trask. All the shareholders of Sike Industries, and then we can take advantage of the chaos and directly rob!"
"It's too slow, S.H.I. "
"S.H.I.E.L.D. has already responded before we completely occupy the Trask industry."
"Our army is not good. Face off against SHIELD! No one can explain it!"