Hearing these words, Hattori Kaede was immediately stunned, with a flash of understanding in his eyes, and shouted: "Gentlemen! Don't waste the opportunity Yamada-kun gave us, rush forward! Capture Momo and crush the ghost army. Power!"
Zhao Yao watched Momo operate the fake phone and the real phone simultaneously, and successfully completed the transfer.
On the big screen, Yamada's face was clearly printed on each sheet of 10,000 yen, and everyone was in an uproar.
Hearing these words, the breathing of everyone present suddenly became rapid. Zhao Yao's eyes widened, as if they were emitting a faint green light, and he stared at the big boxes.
"Everyone, be quiet!" Just when the situation was at a critical moment, Zhao Yao stood up and shouted: "Everyone, listen to me, all this money is mine! Don't be deceived."
Seeing the super high class rushing towards them, she had no choice but to order: "Attack! Drive them all back!"
"Tsk, my happiness was in vain."
Amidst the roar of Wangui, the men and horses on both sides collided fiercely, and various bullets, flames, force fields, and shock waves were fired, creating a mess.
Momo was stunned for a moment, suspicion flashed in her heart, but after looking at the increasingly disadvantageous situation on the battlefield, she began to hesitate again.
Momo laughed as he watched this scene, his eyes narrowed slightly, his cat eyes turned into vertical pupils, and he meowed loudly.
In particular, there were two large screens all around that suddenly lit up, carefully illuminating the money in the box. This was specially prepared by Momo.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen large boxes were rolled and thrown out, and five billion yen exploded, scattering like snow in the sky to everyone in the extra-high school class.
"Hahahaha, 5 billion yen. If converted into RMB, it's still two or three billion yen, right? The Japanese are so hospitable when they fight." After looking at the situation on the battlefield, Zhao Yao thought to himself: "No, this way If we go down, the ghost army will lose, right? After all, I have collected 5 billion, at least I want to make them happy."
Zhao Yao, who was on the other side, was happily picking up money. Then, looking at the chaotic battlefield, he simply stopped and picked up all the money with a whoosh.
Although I knew that once I picked up this money, I would be attacked by a large number of ghost warriors created by the opponent, but the money in these dozen big boxes in front of me was too much and shocking. A total of 5 billion in cash was definitely This was something that none of the Special High School warriors present had ever seen before.
With a fierce look on her face, she frantically sent text messages asking: "Did you steal my money? Who are you?"
However, what Hattori Kaede said now obviously did not have much effect on the soldiers of the Special High School Class whose eyes were glowing green. Everyone looked at the boxes of money crazily, thinking that it would be unfair to blame everyone, so pick up some. It's just a little bit, like hiding it secretly.
Momo's eyes immediately lit up: "Huh, did someone manipulate the big screen?" She sneered: "Spread all the money. I don't believe they won't chase you."
It can be said that with so much money, as long as they pick up part of it, it will be enough for them to have enough food and clothing. Even if they wipe out the ghost army in front of them, the reward will not be more than the five billion yen.
A ghost translated what Momo said and shouted: "It's useless, Hattori Kaede, no one can resist the offensive of money. You will definitely lose this battle."
The soldiers from the Special High School rushed forward with screams, while Zhao Yao lowered his head and focused on picking up the money.
Momo on the other side was freed from the illusion. When he came back to his senses, he found that all the money in his account had disappeared.
Don't talk about them, even Hattori Kaede felt hot when he saw the money, but he quickly reacted and shouted angrily: "Everyone, calm down, anyone who picks up the money now will be fired immediately afterward! And even if he picked up the money, he will be fired immediately!" , it won’t be yours in the future!”
Just as he was thinking this, Momo in the distance meowed in annoyance, and more than a dozen ghosts beside him each carried a large box out, and then opened it with a bang, revealing neat bundles in the box. Japanese yen placed together.
Seeing the figure who rushed to the front to pick up the money, Hattori Feng's chest hurt and he shouted: "Yamada (played by Zhao Yao)! Get back here!"
However, everyone in the special high school class, who had determined that these Japanese coins were fake, didn't care at all, and rushed forward screaming under the command of Hattori Kaede.
Momo's eyes narrowed: "Come on then."
It's a pity that Momo had already withdrawn all the money, and the remaining money was only more than 300 million yen, which was all transferred away by Zhao Yao in one go.
"It turned out to be counterfeit money."
The next moment, Zhao Yao was seen performing illusion. At the same time, he was holding Momo's real mobile phone in his hand, while Momo was holding a fake mobile phone made up by illusion.
"I am from the Special High School. If you give me 100 million, I will send you the bank account numbers of everyone in the Special High School."
This is naturally the result of Zhao Yao's illusion.
Everyone rolled their eyes wildly in an instant, even Hattori Kaede was no exception. What's yours, why didn't you say that the entire Bank of Japan's money is yours.
Zhao Yao stood up immediately and said as if he was dead: "Sir, let me collect all the money alone, so that he can only create my ghost. I will bear all the money!"
Five billion Japanese yen worth is about to be spilled. What kind of concept is this
Faced with such temptation, a few people can persevere.
Only Zhao Yao walked furtively between the battlefields, constantly swallowing large amounts of money with his dimensional stomach.
"If you don't believe me, look at it! My face is printed on all the money."
In an instant, these dozen boxes seemed to emit golden light that reached the sky, attracting the attention of everyone present.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yao walked invisibly behind the ghost army and came to Momo's side. With the help of illusion, he quickly found Momo's number and then sent a text message to the other party.
Zhao Yao texted again: "I can send you an account first so you can try it out."
The big screen that was originally built to lure everyone now clearly showed the image of Yamada-kun on the Japanese yen, causing the situation to reverse in an instant.
But Momo frowned and immediately looked back at the money in the box. They were all good, but there was no picture of Yamada-kun at all.
Momo meowed, and the ghost translator beside him shouted: "Look carefully, there are a total of 5 billion yen in these boxes. We will scatter them all in a while, and whoever picks them up will get it."
While picking up the money, Zhao Yao thought in his mind: "Damn, the Japanese are really good at fighting, and there are even some who throw coins." At the same time, he started to attack faster.
At first, everyone didn't believe it, but soon someone shouted: "Hey, look, it really has Yamada-kun's head printed on it."
Seeing this scene, Momo was filled with anger: "These guys in the extra-high school class, are they all idiots? Don't even want the money?"
"My name is Lei Feng, I'm just a porter of wealth."