I'm Not a Theatre God

Chapter 290 Flying Banknotes

Luxury suite.

"Han Meng... this Han Meng again? What on earth does he want to do?!"

Yan Shang was furious when he saw Han Meng suddenly appear and control the two law enforcement officers.

However, with Yan Shang's understanding of Han Meng, he had actually guessed the other party's intention... He knew very well that those means might be able to bribe any law enforcement officer in Aurora City, but not Han Meng.

Han Meng appeared here, definitely to cause trouble for the three major chambers of commerce!

"No, where did that black monster come from?" The president of the Silver Moon Chamber of Commerce turned his head and looked at Yan Shang, "Didn't you say that Li Fu was very strong?!"

"First it was the Dusk Society, then the Disaster Fusion, and now there is another law enforcement officer Han Meng who is stubborn... How can this business continue?" The president of the Cold Spring Chamber of Commerce sighed.

At this time, even Yan Shang's face changed.

If it was just a member of the Dusk Society, it would be okay to give it a try, but now there are many variables, coal was stolen, monsters were slaughtered, and it was Han Meng's... This coal, it is estimated that it will be difficult to sell it again.

Yan Shang's brain was working rapidly. After struggling for a long time, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Notify the driver, we are going to withdraw."

As soon as this sentence came out, the other two presidents finally breathed a sigh of relief... They had wanted to run away for a long time!

"What about the front? They are still robbing coal over there."

"Let them rob, it's just a little coal, who cares?" Yan Shang waved his hand, and his men walked forward, holding a few suitcases and placing them on the table.

As the metal buckle was opened, the suitcase was automatically opened by the support, and there were densely packed silver bills inside. When the suitcase lid was opened, it was almost full and overflowing... Seeing these boxes, the eyes of the two presidents suddenly widened.

The face value of each silver bill here is more than 500,000. With so many piled together, even they can hardly calculate how much money there is.

"The first batch of money is all here." Yan Shang said coldly.

Fortunately, he had just ordered a batch of funds to be transferred here first, otherwise it would be very troublesome to transport the money now that it is so chaotic outside... This money seems to be a lot, but it is still a lot less than Yan Shang's psychological expectations.

If those people hadn't made trouble, he would have gotten more!

"One box for each of you, and the remaining eight boxes are all mine."

"What?"

The president of the Yinyue Chamber of Commerce was startled. This distribution ratio was really unreasonable for them. Just as he was about to stand up and fight for more, President Lengquan on the side held him down.

"...Okay, next I have to trouble President Yan to escort us away."

As soon as this sentence came out, President Yinyue also calmed down, silently picked up his own box, and looked at the chaotic outside world with a complicated expression.

Yan Shang was very satisfied with the attitude of the two. He signaled his men to take the suitcase for him and said slowly:

"The car is ready. Don't worry. We will take the outer ring road and will definitely arrive at the station on time."

As Yan Shang spoke, he looked out the window. He took a last look at the busiest street in Aurora City and turned to leave.

The three presidents, led by their men, walked through the warm corridor. When the door of the hotel was pushed open, the cold wind from the outside blew, and the two presidents of Yinyue Lengquan shivered and almost dropped the suitcases in their hands.

"It's too cold... too cold! Is the temperature outside so low?"

"Let's go! Leave this damn place!"

"It's fine once we get out of the Aurora Realm... This place is really not for people to stay."

The two presidents trembled as they picked up the suitcases. When they picked up the suitcases again, they were suddenly stunned.

Century Avenue was still in a state of extreme chaos at the moment. The residents were all scrambling for coal, and no one paid attention to the situation in this corner. Yan Shang had already walked a few steps, and when he saw that the two presidents had not caught up, he frowned and looked back.

"What are you doing dawdling?"

"Yan... President Yan." President Yin Yue said suspiciously, "Why do I feel... the weight of this box is wrong? It suddenly became lighter."

"Mine too, it just fell and it became lighter..." Another president replied.

"Bullshit, you guys are holding it well, how can it become lighter?" Yan Shang snorted coldly, and was about to say something else, only to see that several of his men were stunned, and also looked down at the suitcase in their hands blankly.

"President... it seems to be really lighter."

Yan Shang frowned, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart. He grabbed a suitcase from his men and opened it on the spot!

When the metal buckle bounced up, Yan Shang's pupils suddenly contracted!

The silver bills they had put into the suitcase just now disappeared without a trace, and were replaced by pieces of black coal... The coal filled the suitcase, and Yan Shang's hands were covered with dust.

"How... how is this possible?" The other people also opened the suitcases at the same time, and the suitcases were full of coal!

Pa-pa-pa...

The crisp applause came from not far away, and it was extremely clear on this chaotic Century Avenue.

Han Meng, who was fighting, seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the sound. The spell monster fighting with the giant also turned his head at the same time...

On the top of the tower on Century Avenue, a red kite was seen flying in the wind,

A figure in a brown coat was sitting casually on the rooftop, playing with a blood-stained Spade 6 poker card with his fingertips... Under him, there was a mountain of silver bills piled high!

The moment he saw the figure, Han Meng's eyes narrowed slightly.

"It's him..."

"It's him?" The spell monster muttered to himself.

Seeing the silver bills he had worked so hard to earn inexplicably appear on the top of the tower, and being sat on like garbage, the presidents of the three major chambers of commerce suddenly widened their eyes, full of surprise and confusion!

"I was wondering why it was so lively here... It turned out that there was a good show to watch."

The young man sat on the high silver bill mountain, and as a gust of wind swept through, a large number of silver bills rose up like butterflies and flew around him!

As his eyes narrowed slightly, the silver bills flying all over the sky suddenly turned into countless red hearts 6, flying disorderly in the howling cold wind, like a red cloud covering the sky above Century Avenue... and then fell down in a grand manner.

He flicked his finger, and the blood-stained 6 of Spades in his hand whistled through the air like a blade, piercing the ground under Yan Shang's feet accurately!

"Hey... I want to ask you."

"What did you do with the 6 of Spades of our Dusk Society?"

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Chen Ling's pupils!

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