Chapter 305: She sent 2 billion here by plane?!
The young man seemed unaware that Song Mang was calling him. He kept his head raised and looked at the blood moon in the sky.
Until, a ghostly figure in a black robe floated beside him and reminded him, "General, someone is calling you Sweetie!
"This girl has a beautiful face, like a fairy. She's a polite and good girl. Our previous conflicts with her were all misunderstandings. Why don't you help her?"
"What?"
The young man frowned and looked in the direction of the black-robed ghost's finger.
Song Mang looked at him with a playful expression, hooked his finger in his direction and said, "Xiao Tiantian, later on, if you help me block the power of the blood moon, how about I give you something fun?"
The young man's eyes darkened, and his tone was slightly disgusted, "Disgusting."
Then he turned his eyes away and continued to stare at the blood moon in the sky, with no intention of helping Song Mang resist.
Song Mang touched the tip of his nose and directly burned a paper fighter plane. He said to the others, "My paper fighter plane has an unmanned function. It can stay here and attack Zhao Gao.
The Blood Moon is controlled by Zhao Gao. As long as we have the paper fighter jets launch targeting missiles and repeatedly interrupt his control of the Blood Moon, we can buy us some time."
Song Mang looked at Xuanyuan Sheng and said, "Xuanyuan, I'm not fast enough, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you.
When I evacuate safely, I will give the Xuanyuan family ten paper fighter planes."
"no problem!"
Before Xuanyuan Sheng could answer, Xuanyuan Xi excitedly said, "Song Mang, those ten paper fighter planes we promised you! That's absolutely no problem, leave it to my dad!"
Xuanyuan Sheng had never seen the power of Song Mang's paper fighter jet. He looked at Xuanyuan Xi with dissatisfaction and said, "Why did you agree to do it so quickly? I'm not going to ride you!"
Xuanyuan Xi quickly said, "Those are ten paper fighter planes, even more powerful than the real thing! I saw them in Song Mang's live broadcast room, the power of these things will definitely shock you!"
If you had seen the power of this fighter jet, you would have wanted to take all your uncles out to ride in it!"
Xuanyuan Sheng: ???
At this time, a huge translucent fighter plane appeared in the open space next to them.
With a whoosh, the fighter jet automatically took off and soon flew into the air.
boom--!
There was no human control in the fighter jet, and there was no strangeness, but it launched a missile and hit Zhao Gao accurately.
"Who? Who attacked me?"
Zhao Gao paused in condensing the blood moon, then rolled and crawled down from the roof of the attic.
The missile's attack position was the attic where he had just stood. Just as it was about to hit the attic, the missile turned sideways very smoothly and continued to chase in the direction of Zhao Gao's escape.
Xuanyuan Xi sighed, "My God, this missile's positioning and tracking capabilities are incredible! It turns even smoother than my Sword Control Test!"
Xuanyuan Sheng was also stunned.
It looks really useful!
While the father and son were sighing, Song Mang walked towards the black-robed ghosts and threw a remote control at the young man in the middle of the ghosts.
Song Mang said nonchalantly, "This paper fighter is for you, and the things inside are yours too. If I enter the tunnel and don't have time to evacuate, I would be very grateful if you could help hold it out for two minutes."
Song Mang threw the remote control away and left.
But after taking a few steps, she turned back to look at the young man in black clothes and said, "I believe you will look forward to working with me, because the resources I can provide you are beyond your imagination."
The young man glanced at the fighter remote control in his hand, then looked up at Song Mang, "Just relying on this little toy?"
He couldn't help but sneer, "How can a human who can't even withstand the power of the Blood Moon be qualified to discuss cooperation with me?"
With a bang.
The young man exerted a little force in his hand, and the fighter jet remote control turned into a pile of powder.
The fighter jet chasing Zhao Gao in the air lost control and crashed down.
However, the paper fighter plane was of good quality and was not seriously damaged after being dropped from a high altitude.
However, the force it brought was so strong at the moment it hit the fighter jet that it blew off the door.
Crash!
A large amount of paper money for the dead poured out of the plane.
All the weirdness was dumbfounded.
"Meng Shuai!"
Someone shouted strangely and excitedly, "This plane is full of ghost money, all in 10,000 yuan denominations. That's at least over 1 billion! This is what she gave you!"
“……?”
Before the young man could react, Song Mang's voice came again, "What's so surprising about this? It's just a small greeting gift."
She smiled at the young man and said, "Even without you, I still have many ways to block the power of the blood moon and allow me to evacuate safely. You are not indispensable.
I gave you a gift just to give you a chance. If you are really not interested, forget it."
Song Mang burned more than ten paper fighter jets, then let them fly into the air and launch missiles towards Zhao Gao's position.
Zhao Gao saw the previous fighter plane crashing, and wanted to continue gathering the power of the blood moon to attack, but more than ten missiles surrounded him!
“Is this ever going to end?”
Zhao Gao dodged while yelling in frustration, "Why are there so many paper airplanes? Do you run a paper airplane shop?! Don't force me to use my ultimate move!"
Song Mang: "How is it?"
Song Mang burned more than ten paper fighter jets, which made Xuanyuan Sheng tremble with fear watching from the side.
Xuanyuan Sheng couldn't help but say, "Paper weapons are so rare, don't use them all up at once!"
The Xuanyuan family also needs to be crucified!
Song Mang curled his lips and said, "This thing is so easy to make. My third senior brother can make more than a hundred of them in one night. Why should I save money?"
Although the quality is not as good as the ones made by Grandpa Yanzhe, it is better in quantity. It can knock people out with missiles!
"Mr. Duo?!"
Xuanyuan Xi let out a sharp explosion.
Such a rare thing, and her third brother was able to make over a hundred of them in one night? What kind of genius is this!
No wonder she makes paper items for free!
The strange doctor beside him was also stunned, "Boss, this thing of yours is really useful, why did you take it out now! With so many fighter jets interfering with Zhao Gao, we will definitely be able to evacuate safely!
"Quickly retreat! We can't stay here for long. It would be bad if Zhao Gao has some tricks up his sleeve! Boss, you go first!"
Xuanyuan Sheng didn't hesitate and let Xuanyuan Xi ride on his shoulders first.
He also said to Song Mang, "Miss Song, come up quickly and sit directly on Xier's shoulders!"
“Here I come!”
Song Mang jumped onto Xuanyuan Xi's shoulder nimbly, then turned his head to look at the young man in the distance.
She grinned at him, "Xiao Tiantian, these paper fighter planes and ghost money are all given to you. Two billion ghost money is the annual salary for you and your brothers.
As for the fighter jets, you guys can try them out first. If you guys like them, I'll give one to each of you."
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