The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 266: Arrogant! Earning Billion!

Xi Jinzhi also said to her, "You can name a price and I will transfer it to you directly through Tiandi Bank."

Song Mang said, "I won't sell it. This thing is a gift. I only have one. How can I sell it to you? After I sell it to you, I won't have any use for it!"

"One hundred billion ghost coins."

"...?"

Song Mang turned to look at him in disbelief, and saw that Xi Jinzhi's handsome face had an indifferent and calm expression, as if 100 billion was just an ordinary number.

No, how come this guy is more arrogant than her?
Song Mang then thought that this guy's hidden identity was one of the Ten Kings of Hell, so he was not so surprised.

No one knows how long the Yama Kings in the underworld have existed, so it is normal that there are so many underworld banknotes.

But to be honest, Song Mang's Tiandi Bank has so much money that he is reluctant to buy things worth hundreds of billions.

The King of Hell is different!

Song Mang directly stuffed the remote control into Xi Jinzhi's hand, "You said it, 100 billion ghost money to buy missiles! Transfer the money to me now, and I will burn it for you immediately!"

"it is good."

Xi Jinzhi asked her for her card number, and then transferred 100 billion to her Tiandi Bank account on the spot.

"Hello, 100000000000 yuan has been deposited into your Tiandi Bank account, please check it!"

A familiar reminder sounded in Song Mang's ears, and then the deposit balance of Tiandi Bank appeared in front of her eyes.

There are still countless numbers.

Song Mang didn't expect Xi Jinzhi to change his mind so easily, as if he was afraid that she would regret it.

She couldn't help scratching her head and handed him the missile in her hand, "Then I won't use it. Do you want to burn it yourself, or should I burn it for you directly?"

"Burn it for me directly."

Xi Jinzhi said, "After burning it, it can be used anytime. I just wanted to send a courier during this period."

Song Mang was just about to burn it when the bald man on the chair next to her suddenly moved.

He put the hood of his grey cloak back on and disappeared over the chair!

Because Song Mang and Xi Jinzhi were busy trading a 100 billion yuan order, neither man nor ghost paid attention to him.

The human-skin chair also disappeared.

The audience was so anxious.

[What are you two doing? Why don't you use the missiles after burning them? That bald guy ran away!]

【Why did you fail at the critical moment? 】

[That bald guy ate all your feast and still hasn't paid for it! That's 20 million ghost money!]

After Song Mang burned the paper missile, he took a look at the comments in the live broadcast room.

She replied, "The missiles have been sold and cannot be used. Let the guy run away. He is still in this building. I will deal with him later."

[What? You're just going to sell this kind of paper weapon that's over the limit? Are you stupid?]

[You sold it to this pretty boy next to you? Sister Song, you are so confused! How could you be deceived by beauty! ]

[You are not short of money, what are you selling! ]

Song Mang: "He transferred 100 billion to me."

Song Mang also took a screenshot of his Tiandi Bank payment record and posted it in the comment section of the live broadcast room.

【??? Duo Shao?】

【Duo Shao? ! ! ! ! ! 】

[Damn!!! Why are there so many zeros? I'm going to go blind from counting them!]

[He transferred 100 billion so casually? It seems he is not a gigolo, he is also a rich man! ]

[Oh my god, is this the world of the rich? Buying things starts at 100 million? ]

Song Mang added, "Letting a dead bald guy go and making a direct profit of 100 billion, who can resist? Anyway, I can't resist! 100 billion can be used for a long time!

I'll ask that bald guy to pay me later, now I'm going to order some takeout. I haven't eaten anything yet, I'm starving!"

After Song Mang finished speaking, he sent a message to Jian Sheng, asking him to buy some snacks for him and send them in. In addition, Song Mang also told Jian Sheng about Yan Zhe's matter, asking Jian Sheng to arrange a room for Yan Zhe in the opera house and protect Yan Zhe's safety.

She remembered that Yan Zhe had many enemies.

After she sent the message, she received a reply from Yan Zhe, who sent her a photo.

Yan Zhe: [Junior sister, I dismantled the positioning missiles in the fighter jets and studied them. I made a hundred of these ultra-micro paper-made positioning missiles. Do you need them?]

The photo shows a large wooden box filled with paper miniature missiles.

Song Mang was shocked when he saw it.

This type of missile is similar to the one used in fighter jets, and its power is not as strong as the larger ones, but Yan Zhe secretly made a hundred of them.

Although this type of micro-missile cannot sink an island, the power of a hundred small missiles bombing together is terrifying!

The paper fighter she used had limited missiles, usually equipped with three micro missiles.

The fighter jet's three micro missiles were enough to make the Ghost King flee in panic.

One hundred rounds...

There is a barrier formed by a statue outside this building, and I don’t know if a hundred shots can blow up the barrier!

Song Mang thought about it and quickly replied to Yan Zhe, "Pack them up and ask the Sword Master to give them to me. I should be able to use these things in the dungeon!"
Let me see the power of these micro missiles first, and then I'll give you the bonus when I get out of the dungeon! 】

Yanzhe: [Okay! ]

About an hour passed.

The clock in the living room on the first floor showed that it was almost twelve o'clock in the evening.

The other players returned to the room, and Song Mang also returned to the room to wait for the takeaway.

When the Sword Master brings the things in, Aunt Bai will take them to her room upstairs to find her, because it is not safe to stay outside after 12 o'clock at night.

As soon as Song Mang entered the room, she remembered two of the three problematic rules.

Rule 2: Do not turn on the lights after 12 o'clock at night, and it is best not to stay in a dark place for a long time;
Rule 3: When you are alone in the room, please make sure to lock the door to avoid being disturbed.

The problem with these two rules is that they cannot be followed. Do we need to go against the rules?
Then it is:

1. You can turn on the lights at will, but it is best to stay in a dark place for a long time;
2. When you are alone in the room, it is best not to lock the door, otherwise you will be disturbed.

Song Mang thought about it and did not turn on the light in the room for the time being, but stood in the dark.

She stood behind the door of her room, her hand on the doorknob, wondering whether to lock it.

"what--!"

A sharp scream cut through the darkness.

Song Mang felt a sticky liquid flowing into her room through the crack in the door, and outside in the corridor, she could also hear the sound of something being dragged.

A familiar sinister sneer came from outside the door, "Heh... stupid woman, you actually sold such a powerful paper weapon directly, let's see how you escape this time!"

It's that bald guy!
Right outside her room!

Song Mang gripped the door handle tightly and was about to press it, but found that the door handle became slippery and wet, and a lot of smelly liquid overflowed from it!

Sudden.

A long scarlet tongue swung out from the door lock and wrapped around her arm!
There was an extra mouth on the door in front of Song Mang, and when it opened, a bald man appeared outside.

The bald man with strange tattoos looked at her with a weird smile, "It's not just a chair, it can also transform into other objects.

However, I will not kill you just like that, because the little baby I raise on the third floor needs food more.”

Song Mang looked at the bald man expressionlessly, "Do you think I want a paper missile? Since I dare to sell it, I must have something more useful!"

next second.

A dazzling purple light shot up into the sky.

A low, cold sound was heard.

"Ten thousand swords unite!"

Countless terrifying sword shadows overflowed from the joker cards, directly knocking the bald man away, and then gathered in the corridor to form a giant green dragon!
shhhhhh!
Many spirit swords flew over from the sky and gathered in this giant green dragon, making the momentum of its sword moves even stronger, and its pressure was even more terrifying than that of the Ghost King!