C143 Grind It

"35 million!" Wang Dachuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Ximen Feng provocatively.

"40 million! Let's see what you can use to fight me!"

Ximen Feng also did not budge an inch. At this time, what he was fighting for was no longer the raw stone, but a breath of air.

4,500..."

Wang Dachuan was about to speak when someone suddenly pressed down on his shoulder