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Chapter 167 Worth One Billion(1/2)

26 million!

Success! This account can be paid off!

At this moment, everyone couldn't help but feel happy about it.

However, those computer workers did not stop there without a cluster of famous flowers worth 26 million.

They were like a group of insatiable beasts. They had just swallowed a piece of fat, and immediately rushed towards their prey again.

“Hey hey”

“Why haven’t they stopped yet?”

Nalanga couldn't react a little: "Didn't we just owe 11.7 million?"

"Fool!"

Fuge spat in anger:

“That’s the price at 50 seconds.”

"The interest rate in one second is 10%. If the profit is up to now."

His tone stagnated, and the joy he had just developed was immediately poured on his head with a basin of cold water.

Although he could not calculate the specific number for the time being, Fuge could vaguely see that the amount of compound interest would probably be very terrible.

Giorno realized this, too.

After creating the first cluster of roses, he did not stop at all.

He took off his top and used the entire set of student tops as raw materials for cultivating roses. He kept experiencing the birth of bouquets with gold:

"Big wood, big wood, big wood, big wood!"

"Big wood, big wood, big wood!"

Clusters of beautiful roses bloom in full bloom from the hands of the golden experience.

Compared with pandas with complex structure, excessive consumption and sufficient raw materials, these roses are

“Repayment successfully”

“Repayment successfully”

The bundles of 26 million were swallowed by those computer people.

However, they never gave up.

All Giorno's top was consumed, and eight clusters of roses worth 26 million were recycled, but they still couldn't fill the huge gap.

"What, why is this happening?"

Nalanga can't calculate mathematics, but it can also show Giorno's powerlessness at this moment.

"There are already so many 26 million."

"Why haven't you paid off your loan yet?!"

"hehe."

Fabion's abhorrent sneer rang again:

"What, do you really think you can pay off your debt with this trick?"

"I just explained my abilities to you so clearly, that is, because the situation has reached a point where you know the truth and cannot reverse it!"

"The principal is 100,000, and in 50 seconds, the debt only dropped to 11.7 million."

"But you have been wasting too much time, until now."

He looked down at his watch,

"Since the time of borrowing, 90 seconds have passed."

"And the amount of debt accumulated now is 530 million!"

530 million, this is an extremely desperate number.

Of course, based on 26 million roses, this astronomical number

But the problem is that while Gioruno desperately gave birth to the rose, the huge number was also jumping up at an extremely terrible speed.

91 seconds, 580 million.

92 seconds, 640 million

Giorno is still trying to give birth to roses to pay off the debt.

His own top had been used up long ago, so he had to let Fuge, Bugalati and others support the ingredients.

Because they were all dressed too trendy, their tops were exposed to their breasts and waists, and they were very fabric-free in just a few seconds, and the ingredients for making roses were almost used up.

“How much have you paid back?”

Giorno asked breathlessly.

In order to ensure that the Julia roses can have an authentic appearance worth 26 million yuan, he must carefully adjust the growth and distribution of the roses when creating these roses.

This led to the limited speed of his birth of roses, and the huge energy consumed for this was enough to make people faint.

His "printing money" has slowed down.

But that account has not been paid off for a long time.

"I have returned 30 clusters of Julia Roses, and it should have been 780 million!"

Fuge said an amazing number on the side, but his expression after saying the exaggerated amount was extremely ugly:

"But I've been doing calculations just now."

"Ten seconds passed and now is the 100th second after the loan, and the money we owe is 1.37 billion."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Fabio's crazy laughter sounded:

"Now it only takes one second, and the debt will be 137 million more."

"In five seconds, the debt will accumulate to 2.21 billion; in another five seconds, the debt will reach 3.57 billion."

"Yes, this is the terrible thing about compound interest!"

"Even if you are human-shaped money printing machines, your money printing speed will not keep up with the speed of compound interest proliferation!"

""

Giorno's face was covered with sweat.

He felt like a middle-aged office worker who owed a mortgage and car loan but also supported his wife and children. No matter how hard he worked or worked, the salary he earned would be instantly emptied by those debts.

There is no hope or end.

In this case, he cannot even be tired or rested. Once he relaxes, the terrible debt will dump him further.

"Give up, there is no hope!"

Fabio's voice gradually became deeper:

"You may feel that you have hope to return it, but in fact, hell has been open since your 'borrow'"

"People who borrow money loans have never had a way out!"

There was a strong murderous intent in his eyes, and an indescribable anger.

Because every time Fabio kills, he can't help but think of his incompetent father:

If it weren't for his father's gambling and borrowing usury, he should have enjoyed life as a boss of a big company, rather than busy running around as a mafia.

In fact, if it weren't for his "selling oneself" to ask for protection from the Passion organization, he would probably have even been taken away by the greedy usury gang.

This large area of ​​territory was restricted from its development and use due to environmental terms, and he actually failed to inherit much valuable property from the bastard father.

The ups and downs of life, the pressure of underworld career, and the hard work of technical work

Fabio was as old as an old man when he was less than forty.

He went from a rich young man who smoked cigars and drove a luxury car to a prestigious school, and gradually became an old man in a plaid shirt who could only sit in front of a computer and typed the keyboard.

It is no exaggeration to say that his life was completely ruined by usury.

Fabio's substitute was to exert this pain on others and to bring the most cruel revenge of borrowers as stupid as his father:

"Die!"

"You scumbags in the world always like to covet something that should not belong to you."

"This is a price to pay, and this price is your flesh and blood!"

Amid his hysterical roar, the computer people took another step.

As time goes by, the power and speed of these computers have become much stronger out of thin air; and their number has gradually split from three to five.

Faced with this increasingly strong invincible opponent, if the battle really starts head-on, Li Qing and others will have no way to die.
To be continued...
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