The shrill screams were in full swing again, reigniting the emotions that had just settled down! Yu Zexiao was startled, bent down to pick up the baseball cap to cover his face, but it was too late. The swarming crowd nearly burst the stage!
The four of them were completely unprepared and were instantly cornered by the surging masses. In such a moment, Mo Siyu suddenly came up with a quick thought, he whipped out his wallet from his pocket, pulled out a stack of cash without looking, and flung his hand: "Money's flying!"
Banknotes fluttered down like snowflakes, instantly covering the stage. Many people were drawn to the cash and bent down to pick it up, taking advantage of this, Jian Anning quickly grabbed Yu Zexiao's hand, "Let's go!"
