"Boy, you know your horizons. For the sake of this hundred thousand, if you hit me, I won't plot against you..."

Before he could say the word "其", Tang Luo raised his right hand and swung it round, and slapped it, and slapped it with a big mouth.

A crisp sound came out, and Zhang Dachao was stunned. He felt a burning face and stars appeared in front of him.

"It's 50,000, I'll give you another 50,000!"

Tang Luo didn't wait for Zhang Dachao to recover, and said lightly, and another big mouth slap was slapping up.

Bang!

Zhang Dachao's mouth was covered in blood and he staggered and fell out.

“…”

The woman next to her was stunned.

"A hundred thousand yuan will be collected. If I think it's too little, I can give you more!"

Tang Luo finished speaking coldly and turned back to the bed.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!