Lower Manhattan, Wizard Financial Street.
Piles and piles of gold coins were scattered in the vault of the Fairy Bank.
Indor grabbed his briefcase and anxiously stuffed the gold coins into it. The briefcase couldn't be filled no matter how hard he tried. However, his efficiency was too low. Or rather, there was too much money in the bank.
"Boss!"
The door of the vault was suddenly pushed open. A young fairy rushed in crying. "We can't stop them anymore. There are too many of them!"
Indor raised his head from the pile of gold coins. His sparse hair was covered in sweat. He said angrily, "Where are the wizards? Let them fill it up. We have to stop them no matter how many of them there are!"
"They quit. Almost half of them ran away!" The fairy who reported the news stomped his feet anxiously. "Forget about the money. Let's go."
"Ah, these ungrateful bastards!"
Indor grabbed his ears and tore them with all his might.
Before the chaos began, those foreign wizards were still kindly asking him for loans. Their words were as sweet as honey. However, as soon as the chaos began, they all ran away.
"What about the people in our country? Did they run away too?" He asked unwillingly.
"They're unreliable. They're defeated like a landslide. They quit even if we give them money. Boss, come with me. Let's go together! "
"What?" Indor jumped on the gold coins with his hands on his waist. "Why don't you just kill me here? I want to die with my gold."
"Then you can die with your gold!"
The young fairy waved his hand without looking back. "I'm leaving!"
"Hey! Hey! Pull the ring! Ah, damn it! "
Indor saw his subordinate running away so decisively. He was so angry that he started smashing the gold coins in front of him.
After a while, he calmed down. Dying with his gold was just a remark made in anger. He was the president of the Fairy Bank. How could he die in a place like this? He still needed to make a fortune after the war.
At once, he could only drag the heavy briefcase and walk out of the Fairy Bank.
After walking for a few minutes, there was a loud explosion in the distance. The magic wall used to block the sleepwalkers was completely shattered. The crowd, which had piled up to more than ten meters high, rushed into the financial street and into the bank opened by the fairies.
The sprite who was dragging the heavy briefcase was hit by the crowd and was sent flying into the air. The diamonds and gold coins in the briefcase were scattered all over the ground like rain. Indor felt both heartache and unwillingness. For seven years, Indor had invested a lot in setting up an investment bank in the United States. Just when he was about to make a fortune from the war, most of the people in the world had fallen into a dream. It was fine if they fell into a dream, but in Indor's eyes, some people felt like they were in a dream. However, if they were to use sleepwalking to smash the bank, that would be their fault.
Am I going to die?
Looking at those menacing sleepwalkers, Indor thought unwillingly. He swore that if someone appeared to save him now, he would serve that person for at least twenty years. Maybe more than twenty years, maybe even fifteen years.
Maybe his oath was heard by someone.
When the sleepwalker with a baseball bat was less than half a meter away from him, he suddenly stopped moving. He stood there blankly, like a puppet that was pulled taut by a string.
Huh?
Indor hid at the door, trembling.
Things took a turn for the better.
Then, the sleepwalker suddenly turned around and ran in another direction without looking back. Like the sea leaving behind shells, he left the fairies and wizards in the bank on the ground.
Indor was stunned for a second, then he turned over and sat up without hesitation. He raced against time to put the gold coins and diamonds on the ground back into the briefcase. He didn't know what had happened, but there was no doubt that this was the golden opportunity to buy time and reduce his losses.
"Look, someone is controlling those sleepwalkers!"
No one knew who shouted first.
The fairies and wizards in the bank all looked over, including Indor.
He saw the location where the sleepwalkers were migrating, and a young man standing on a tall building in Manhattan, jumping continuously.
Every time he leaped, a tall building would silently rise from the ground and split neatly from the ground.
It was as if those hundred-meter tall buildings were just bamboo shoots growing in the ground to the young man.
After a while, hundreds of tall buildings Zizi floated in the air. This subversive and strange scene made Indor drop the briefcase in his hand to the ground. He trembled as he took out the monocle that he used to distinguish fake money from his pocket, put it on his face, and turned around a few times.
After seeing clearly, Indor said in disbelief, "How could it be you!?"
Indeed, they hadn't seen each other for seven years, but that black hair, black eyes, and familiar face. The guy who was jumping between the tall buildings was really a student of Hogwarts who he had met a long, long time ago.
He had heard that Hoffa rose to fame after that year, but then fell into darkness the following year and disappeared without a trace. He did not expect to see him here again, Hoffa Bach.
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The army of sleepwalkers was everywhere, but Hoffa was also familiar with the routine. He used the Mind Flow Spell again, gathering the magic power of the sleepwalkers onto himself, and then used the huge magic power to tear down the tall buildings in New York. He forcibly opened up an open space in the crowded lower Manhattan.
After guiding all the sleepwalkers into the open space.
Hoffa could no longer bear the burden and stopped chanting the Mind Flow Spell.
Boom!!!
The spell stopped, and the tall buildings fell from the sky one after another, forming a huge enclosure on the ground. The huge weight made the ground tremble like a magnitude 8 earthquake.
Seeing that all the sleepwalkers were controlled by one person, Indor was stunned. He looked at the briefcase full of gold coins at his feet, and then at the young man who was paralyzed on the street.
He immediately understood something.
A huge plan instantly formed in his mind. He threw away the briefcase without hesitation and ran toward the young man who was paralyzed on the ground.
He wasn't the only one who did this. Everyone who saw the miraculous scene just now ran toward the young man. Indor ran the most actively. Along the way, he even used magic to blow up all the people who ran in front of him who were faster than him. As a top speculator, how could he sit back and watch someone with such great potential be snatched away by others?
"Hoffa!" He rushed over with tears in his eyes, as if he had seen a close friend. "Hoffa, do you still remember me? It's me, Indor!"
Hoffa, who was lying on the ground, saw the round figure rushing over from afar. He already knew who he was, and he struggled to get up from the ground.
Indor rushed over and hugged him with tears streaming down his face. "It's me. Why didn't you come to see me until now? I missed you so much!!"
If he had never seen this goblin, Hoffa would have been touched by him immediately. But Hoffa was no longer a novice in magic. He didn't believe that a goblin who he hadn't seen for seven years would have any real feelings for him.
He grabbed Indor's ear and asked him, "Have you seen … a girl with chestnut hair and glasses?"
There was not much intimacy in his words.
Indor was stunned by Hoffa's straightforwardness. He wanted to catch up with Hoffa and get closer to him, or even have a drink or something.
"I … Who are you talking about?" He reacted quickly and immediately paid attention to him.
"Chestnut hair and glasses! Ghoshak's granddaughter. "
Hoffa said anxiously. He had already reached his limit after using the Mind Spell three times a day. He had to know where Miranda was.
"Oh!" Indor suddenly realized. "You're talking about her? The little beauty wearing Martin boots and leather shorts?"
"Yes." Hoffa shook Indor who was only half his height. "Where is she?"
"She just left ten minutes ago. She was here to ask for help, but when she found that we couldn't even protect ourselves, she left and went somewhere else," Indor said.
After hearing Indor's words, Hoffa actually laughed out loud. Then he pushed Indor away, stood up, and roared at the sky with hatred, "Ah!! You tricked me!! Ghoshak!! "
After roaring, he was so tired that he blacked out and fell straight to the ground.
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