C59 A Fanatical Worship
At the scene, everyone from the group couldn't help but grimace, while Lei Laohu's men were completely frozen in shock.
"47 million now. Will you pay?" Qin Feng pressed on.
"Master Qin... it's just too much..."
With a crash, another bottle of wine smashed down, and Lei Laohu screamed like a pig being butchered.
"We're at 57 million now. Will you pay?" Qin Feng's face remained stoic