C1321 Like a Dead Pig

"Zhong, Chong Lou, brother..."

"We, we... we have an agreement."

"Five million, ten thousand, high-grade, mystic crystal stones..."

"I'll give it to you again. Ten, beauties."

Fan Li was confused and disoriented by Chong Lou's shout.

This guy's brain was filled with high-grade mystical crystal.

After all