Without saying a word, I pushed open the door of Yumier's room, walked to the bed with big strides, sat down, raised my legs and said:

"Surrender? I'm here to announce something this time."

"Announce something?" Yumier raised an eyebrow. "Do you tell me?"

I said with my chest ring:

"I am here this time to tell you, Concubine You, I have already divorced you. A guy like you is not worthy of me."

Yumier's face suddenly became cold, but soon the corners of her mouth curled up a little more:

"Didn't you go? Some people's skin is really rougher than cowhide. Who did I promise you?"

I smiled and rubbed my fingers wearing white gloves and said:

"I don't have to agree. I'm just here to show you this fact. With my status and qualifications, how could a woman like you get into my eyes? I'm just idle for a while and just make a fuss with you country people. However, although I'm not interested in you, I'm not the kind of person who will make others underestimate me casually. You said you want me to prove my financial resources, power and handsomeness to you. OK, I'll prove it to you, so that you can open your eyes and look at me well."

Ten minutes later, a helicopter landed directly on the square of the international hotel. I asked Yumier to join me in the helicopter. Then we went directly to the airport of the air force base. The Boeing 787, which was drawn from the Boeing Civil Aircraft Group (BCA), was already ready to be present. Along with the Boeing 787, there were also fighter groups composed of twenty H-6k bombers and nearly a thousand Chinese J-6 all-weather supersonic fighters. In the military field, China's former 4,000 J-6s have withdrawn from the Air Force organization, and it is most suitable for implementing my next plan.

I led Ymir to a J-6 fighter. Three 30mm caliber cannons were installed on the left and right wings of the fighter, and the lower right side of the nose, respectively. The total loading capacity was more than 200 rounds, and a 250 kilogram-level explosive pack was mounted under the wings. I asked a military officer to open one of the explosive packs weighing one quarter ton and let the items in the explosive pack appear in front of Ymir.

The moment the explosive pack was opened, piles of paper tilted out like a flood, and they were piles of dollars in hills.

I glanced at Yumier who was standing there and said, "I am not trying to show off my wealth. I just want to tell you that I have too much money to turn the poorest country in the world into the richest country and turn the poorest people in the world into the richest people."

Yumil looked at me silently, and then followed me onto the passenger plane. The passenger plane took off quickly, and the nearly 1,000 J-6 supersonic fighter fleet also set sail one after another after my passenger plane took off, following us like a geese moving south.

My destination is Africa. After more than three hours of sailing, our supersonic passenger plane crossed more than 5,000 kilometers of air route at noon and arrived above the southeastern border of Zimbabwe in southern Africa.

A request from the Air Force's super-class pilot from the J-6 came from the communication plane:

"Mr. Xiao Shiyilang: Our air force fighter jet unit has entered Zimbabwe's airspace and has obtained the right to use the airspace from the Zimbabwe government. Please indicate whether to release strategic ammunition packages."

"Accurate." I replied simply.

"Yes, the whole army obeys the order and is ready to release strategic ammunition packages...three, two, one! Release!"

The voice of the chief pilot came from the communicator. I sat on the base, clicked my chin outside the porthole of the passenger plane, and signaled Ymir to look directly below.

The next moment, a large number of fighter jets roared down and hovered towards the low altitude of the city below. Then they made a vertical jump in one go. The momentum was thunderous and thunderous. Before Yumier could react, the fighter jets below collectively swirled a small radius and s maneuvered. The situation was like a beautiful aerial ballet rotation; followed by a low-altitude and high-speed roar. The roar of lightning made the city people below raise their heads and look at the sky above. They didn't understand what happened today.

Is it that Thunder God was angry? Just when people were shocked, the fighter plane came to a low-altitude small speed through the field, like a huge Kunpeng, walking leisurely in the air; the last action was emergency placement in the air, all the strategic ammunition packs were opened in one go, and a magnificent silver dragon jumped in the blue sky... All the strategic ammunition packs exploded in the air, just like a scattered flower of the heavenly girl, and the paper and pen of the big bunches spread out in the air, drifting towards the earth below like rain of money.

"The release is completed." Five minutes later, the chief pilot's report came. "The release amount is 50 billion US dollars." The amount of a ton of banknotes is about 87 million, and the amount of thousands of fighter jets when they are deployed at the same time naturally reaches tens of billions.

"Yes, continue to the next stop." I replied lightly, and handed a tablet to Yumier. The computer showed the scene of the people from Harare, the capital of Zimbabwe, looking up at the sky. These live scenes were of course taken by foreign journalists arranged there in advance.

From the angle below, the sky was covered with flying paper money, which was like a cloud of money passing over the city. It had been floating for several kilometers before landing. The trajectory drawn throughout the process was quite long and quite shocking.

Yumier stared at the live broadcast screen on his tablet, his eyes not blinking.

The people in the city center had already become a mess. When the first people found that it was not waste paper but dollars that fell to the ground, everyone began to plunder like crazy. They chased the rain of money in the sky like mad dogs, and ran and shouted like Kuafu chasing the sun, with a blazing and excited light flashing in their eyes. Some people even knelt on the ground and grabbed a lot of money in their hands and kowtowed to the sky to thank them.

"Others say that spending money is like soil, I will let you see it. What does spending money like rain?" I chuckled.

The fighter planes moved along the northwest direction, circled a narrow arc against the earth's sphere, and successively crossed the poorest countries in Africa: the Democratic Republic of Congo, Liberia, Burundi, Somalia, Niger, Eritrea, Sierra Leone...

The live broadcast scenes were fed back to the Internet and played through tablets, and finally appeared in front of Yumier.

"This is the IMF news just now. The twenty poorest countries in Africa received my air donations, and the treasury funds instantly exceeded 20 trillion yuan, exceeding the total value of the United States' gpd to reach the world's number one." I handed the video of the nonsense news prepared in advance to Yumier. Yumier watched the news reported one after another and the scene of crazy scrambling on the ground in the city, without saying a word, his lips tightly closed.

"Let's take a look at an explosive international news. The world's richest man, Xiao Shiyilang, launched free international aid to the 20 poorest countries in Africa, with a total amount of aid reaching 20 trillion US dollars..."

All news reports this news, no matter which station you jump to. At that time, those banknotes were not real before they were made. Most of them were pre-prepared props that were not even fake money, because it was impossible to prepare so much amount in one night, but there were naturally some real money mixed with these fake money. The reason why African black friends are so excited is of course because they grabbed the real money mixed with fake money.

Yumier looked at the news on the tablet. Although his face did not change, his eyes began to ripple slightly. However, when I saw a frivolous smile on the corner of her mouth, I seemed to be distracted. Such a smile appeared before when she was cheating, but the following news reports suppressed Yumier's smile.

"... Because of this international rescue, the world's richest man Xiao Shiyilang declared bankruptcy. All his assets were squandered in this rescue. However, his humanitarian spirit has won the support and support of all international people. He moved the whole world. On this day, the world shed tears for him."

Yumil looked up at me and said coldly:

"You donated all your money?"

I was digging my nails and said:

"So what? I have money and I am willful."

Yumil narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

I smiled and folded my hands, held my chin, looked out the window with my eyes slanted, and said:

"A real rich person is not only satisfied by making himself rich. A real rich person can turn people all over the world into rich people. This is the true meaning of the rich."

Yumil's face froze, as if he was trapped in an extremely long struggle of thought. She stared at me tightly, sucking deeply between her nose. It could be seen that she wanted to say anything to my behavior, but when she saw an old African woman blinded her eyes with a cane and laughed so hard that she burst into tears after receiving the dollar, revealing her teethless mouth, she sighed and said:

"You won this game."

I smiled and said:

"What does it mean to win the first game? I will still win the next two games."

Yumil looked at me coldly, then raised a cold smile and said, "I think beautifully. If you have the ability, let me see now?"

I said confidently:

"That's all today. Tomorrow, I will naturally prove to you that I am the most powerful person in the world. I'm done with work!"

Under my command, the fighter jet fleet slowly transferred the route and began to return to the country along the booked trajectory. Some aircraft groups landed at airports in nearby countries for fuel problems waiting for recharge, but these are all later stories.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when I returned to Nanjing. Because I was too hurrying, I didn't even have time to have dinner. Fortunately, Lin Yayue considered this in advance and prepared compressed food for me on the plane. After eating some in front of Yumier, I left the gangway. But the moment I left the cabin, I suddenly felt a sense of dizziness in my brain, and the whole world was spinning. Then I felt my nose heat up, and subconsciously reached out to wipe it. I was stunned.

My palms were covered with blood!

Not to mention me, even Yumier, who was standing beside him, was frozen in place.

"You... are bleeding?"
Chapter completed!