C1111 You Want to Buy Your Life for 50 Million!

"Oh, what do you want to say? On what basis... "

Natsume Yang Issho stepped on Saint Charlos's face and rubbed his face a few times. The latter screamed again!

He naturally saw CP0 too!

But this time, he also knew how powerful it was. He did not dare to speak carelessly.

"Fifty million Bailey, let Saint Charlos go, alright!"

Of course