Chapitre 587: Chapter 587: Just Silently Strike Him_1

Those who have withdrawn large sums of cash from banks should know that new bills come ten thousand to a bundle, and a hundred thousand makes a pack, ten neat stacks of hundred-yuan notes wrapped in white transparent plastic.

The feel of them in your hand is very good.

At this moment.

In the small village at the base of Lionshead Mountain, a helicopter hovered above, its belly open, continuously dropping bundle after bundle of hundred-thousand-yuan wads—literally a cash waterfall.

Some people had regained their senses and were silently counting.

"One bundle, two bundles, three bundles... ten bundles... twenty-five bundles... fifty-six bundles..."

"My goodness, how many bundles are there, and they're still falling? Now I really understand what it means when they say money is worthless!"

"Whose money is it? Could it be Ah Zhou's? He never told me his family owns a money printing factory!"