Getting $10 Trillion Out Of Nowhere-Chapter 2058: Money Isn’t a Problem

"Who should I ask?!"

Yamino retorted fiercely.

"Dad, Connor is about to enter the villa. Think of a solution quickly!"

Juan pointed at the screen and shouted.

Upon hearing this, Yamino quickly glanced at the screen in front of him. He noticed that the guards had given up resisting, and Connor was advancing unhindered towards the villa.

"These useless fools! I paid them so much money, and they can’t even handle this simple task. They’re just useless!"

He shouted angrily and picked up a walkie-talkie, dialing a number.

"When will your helicopter arrive?"

After the call was connected, Yamino shouted angrily.

"Mr. Yamino, we’re already moving at the fastest speed, but... It will still take at least five minutes!"

The person on the other end stammered.

"Five minutes!"

Yamino’s expression turned angry upon hearing this. However, he didn’t say anything more and hung up the phone.

"Dad, we might not last five minutes..."

Juan said to Yamino in a low voice.

"We have to hold on..."

Yamino replied expressionlessly and then picked up the walkie-talkie, shouting, "Now, I want your men to hold on for five more minutes. If they can hold on for five minutes, regardless of whether Connor is alive, injured, or dead, each of you will receive an additional ten million US dollars as a reward."

"Mr. Yamino, we really can’t hold on. We’ve tried everything we can, but we can’t stop this Connor!"

Although the guard captain also wanted the money, he knew it was impossible for them to stop Connor with just their forces.

Yamino took a deep breath upon hearing the guard captain’s words and then whispered, "Alright, twenty million for each person, thirty million for those who die. One billion for you. Just hold on for the last five minutes!"

"Mr. Yamino, that’s a lot of money!"

The guard captain was surprised at his generosity.

"Don’t waste time. If you can delay Connor for five minutes, money is not a problem. Do you understand what I mean?" he shouted.

"We understand, we understand!"

The guard captain couldn’t refuse the temptation of one billion dollars and quickly agreed.

Yamino let out a long breath after hanging up the walkie-talkie. He then turned to Juan and said, "Let’s go to the rooftop and wait. Master Warlock should already be on the rooftop."

"Dad, you’re only calling Master Warlock to come?"

Juan hesitated before asking.

"I was worried about leaks, so I only informed you and Master Warlock. I didn’t expect Connor to come to us in the end."

Yamino continued walking towards the outside of the house, speaking softly.

Upon hearing his words, Juan’s expression turned somewhat awkward, and he didn’t dare to say much.

...

On the other side, Connor had approached to within a hundred meters of the villa.

"Brothers, we have a chance to change our family’s destiny. Just now, Mr. Yamino told me that as long as we can stop this person for five minutes, we’ll each receive two million US dollars as a reward. If you die or get injured, the amount doubles, and Mr. Yamino will personally deliver the money to your families!"

The guard captain shouted excitedly.

Upon hearing this, all the guards were stunned, their expressions conflicted.

"Brothers, why did we become mercenaries? To improve our family’s lives, right? Our lives have no hope, and since we chose this path, it means we are prepared to risk our lives for money. Now, a tremendous opportunity is before us. As long as we can stop this person for five minutes, you will secure a worry-free life for your wives, children, and parents!"

The guard captain continued, trying to stir their emotions.

"That’s right, Captain is right. If we were afraid of death, we wouldn’t have become mercenaries. Can’t we raise pigs at home instead?"

"You’re absolutely right. If I were afraid of death, I wouldn’t have become a mercenary. Can’t we stay at home and raise pigs?"

Their emotions seemed to be stirred, and they shouted in agreement.

"This is our last chance. If you want to make money, charge with me. If you want to survive, stay in your position. I won’t blame you!"

The captain yelled, eager to secure Yamino’s promised reward.

The rest of the guards started to move, those with bullets in their guns raised them and started firing at Connor, while those without bullets tried to block Connor’s path with their bodies.

Their goal now wasn’t to kill or injure Connor. Instead, they wanted to delay him for five minutes. Once the time was up, they would receive their reward.

These guards were genuine desperados, and nothing was more important to them than money. If they had other means to survive in society, they wouldn’t have chosen this path.

In other words, money was the most important thing for them once they had chosen to become mercenaries.

If they had another way to survive in this world, they would never have embarked on this path.

Since they had become mercenaries, they had already made peace with life and death.

In simple terms, as long as the money was right, everything else was negotiable.

Moreover, they knew that Connor was here to kill Yamino. If they didn’t stop him, no one would pay their salaries. They would have wasted their time, and the injured might not even get medical expenses. This was something they couldn’t accept.

In a moment, the guards, who had already calmed down, was instantly fueled up with motivation as they charged at him.

At this point, they had completely put life and death out of their minds. All they thought about was making a little more money for their families, allowing them to live a slightly better life.

Yolanda didn’t expect these guards to still dare to attack Connor. Her face showed a hint of confusion.

She couldn’t understand why these people, who had just witnessed Connor’s strength, were charging towards him.

"Do they really have no fear of death?" she said softly.