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Chapter 555

Words:1901Update:22/07/01 08:53:57

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? R? -7??%?:?? 7?? Y?? C??? `a? a(? DV? ? ? ? ? J?? 4?? P?? B? $? The figure who rushed to the front to pick up the money, Hattori Kaede was so angry that his chest hurt. He shouted, "Yamada (played by Zhao Yao)! Get the hell back here! "

Zhao Yao immediately stood up and said in the face of death, "Sir, let me pick up all the money by myself. That way, he can only create a ghost of me. I'll bear all the money! "

Hearing this, Hattori Kaede was immediately stunned. A hint of understanding flashed in his eyes as he shouted, "Everyone! Don't waste the opportunity that Yamada-kun has bought for us. Charge! Capture MOMO and flatten the ghost army! "

The Tokugawa soldiers roared and charged forward. Zhao Yao, on the other hand, lowered his head and focused on picking up the money.

As he picked up the money, Zhao Yao thought to himself, 'F * ck, the Japanese are really good at fighting. They even throw money.' At the same time, he picked up the money even faster.

Just as he was thinking about this, Momo in the distance let out an annoyed meow, and more than a dozen ghosts next to her each came out with a big box, then opened it with a bang, revealing neatly arranged bundles of Japanese currency.

In particular, two large screens around them suddenly lit up, carefully illuminating the money in the boxes. These were all specially prepared by MOMO.

In an instant, the dozen or so boxes seemed to emit a dazzling golden light, attracting the attention of everyone present.

MOMO meowed, and the ghost translator beside her shouted, "Look carefully, there's a total of five billion yen in these boxes. We'll throw it all out in a moment. Whoever picks it up will get it."

Hearing this, everyone's breathing suddenly quickened. Zhao Yao's eyes widened as if they were emitting a faint green light. He stared at the big boxes.

Five billion worth of Japanese currency was about to be thrown out. What kind of concept was that?

Although they knew that once they picked up the money, they would be attacked by a large number of Specter Warriors created by the other party, the amount of money in these boxes was simply too much. It was too shocking. There was a total of five billion in cash, which was definitely something that none of the Secret Service soldiers present had ever seen before.

It could be said that with so much money, as long as they picked up a part of it, it would be enough for them to live a comfortable life. Even if they exterminated the ghost army before them, the reward wouldn't be more than five billion yen.

In the face of such temptation, how many people could resist?

Not to mention them, even Hattori Kaede felt his heart heat up at the sight of the money. However, he reacted quickly and shouted angrily, "Everyone, calm down! Whoever picks up the money now will be fired immediately! And even if you do, it won't be yours! "

However, Hattori Kaede's words clearly didn't have much of an effect on the Secret Service soldiers, whose eyes were glowing with greed. Everyone stared at the boxes of money in a frenzy, thinking that the law couldn't punish the masses, and that they should secretly hide the money.

Momo, who was looking at this scene, chuckled. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and her pair of cat eyes turned into vertical pupils. She meowed loudly.

A ghost translated Momo's words and shouted, "It's useless, Hattori Kaede. No one can resist the attack of money. You will definitely lose this battle."

"Everyone, quiet down!" At this critical moment, Zhao Yao stood up and shouted, "Everyone, listen to me, all this money is mine! Don't be fooled. "

Everyone instantly rolled their eyes, including Hattori Kaede. It's yours? Why don't you say that all the money in the Bank of Japan is yours?

"If you don't believe me, look! All the money has my face printed on it. "

At first, no one believed it, but soon, someone shouted, "Hey, look, it really has Yamada's face printed on it."

On the big screen, Yamada's face was clearly printed on the 10,000 yen bills. Everyone was in an uproar.

"So it's fake money."

"Pfft, I was happy for nothing."

The big screen, which was originally built to lure the crowd, now clearly displayed Yamada's face on the 10,000 yen bills, causing the situation to be reversed in an instant.

This was naturally the result of Zhao Yao's illusion.

However, Momo frowned and immediately turned to look at the money in the boxes. They were all fine, but Yamada's face was nowhere to be seen.

Momo's eyes immediately lit up. "Humph, did someone manipulate the big screen?" She sneered. "Throw all the money out. I don't believe that they won't chase after us."

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen large boxes were thrown out. Five billion yen exploded with a bang, scattering toward the Secret High School people like flying snow.

However, the Secret High School people, who were certain that these Japanese money were fake, didn't care at all. Under Hattori Kaede's command, they roared and charged forward.

Only Zhao Yao sneakily walked between the gaps of the battlefield, continuously swallowing large amounts of money with his Dimensional Stomach Bag.

Seeing this, Momo's heart burned with anger. "These Secret High School people, are they all idiots? They don't even want the money? "

Seeing the Secret High School people charging over, she could only helplessly order, "Attack! Chase all of them back! "

Amidst the roars of tens of thousands of ghosts, the people from both sides collided fiercely. All kinds of bullets, flames, force fields, and shockwaves shot out, and it was a mess.

On the other side, Zhao Yao was happily picking up the money. Then, seeing the chaotic battlefield, he simply activated a time stop and picked up all the money with a whoosh.

"Hahahaha, five billion yen. If converted to RMB, it should be at least 200 to 300 million, right? The Japanese are so hospitable when they fight. " Looking at the situation of the battlefield, Zhao Yao thought to himself, "This won't do. If this goes on, the ghost army will lose, right? No matter what, I've taken five billion yen. At least I have to make them happy. "

Thinking of this, Zhao Yao walked to the back of the ghost army in stealth mode and came to Momo's side. With the help of the illusion, he quickly found Momo's number and sent a message to her.

"I'm from the Secret Service. If you transfer me 100 million, I'll send you the bank accounts of everyone in the Secret Service."

Momo was taken aback. Suspicion flashed through her mind. However, as she looked at the increasingly disadvantageous situation on the battlefield, she began to hesitate again.

Zhao Yao sent another text message: "I can send you an account first and let you try it out."

Momo's gaze froze. "Then come."

The next moment, Zhao Yao cast an illusion. At the same time, he was holding Momo's real phone in his hand, and Momo was holding a fake phone that was made up by the illusion.

Zhao Yao watched as Momo operated the fake phone and synchronized with the real one. The transfer was completed smoothly.

It was a pity that Momo had already withdrawn all the money. The remaining 300 million yen was transferred by Zhao Yao in one go.

On the other side, Momo was freed from the illusion. When she came back to her senses, she found that all the money in her account had disappeared.

With a fierce look on her face, she frantically sent text messages asking, "You stole my money? Who are you? "

"My name is Lei Feng, I'm just a porter of wealth."

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