Chapter 1175

they were dead. Selling the land for 50 million would make it worth 3 billion, not including the value of future development!In the end, he got nothing and lost tens of millions!The loss is too great...Chapter 1175

The moment his words left his lips.

Visible to the naked eye, dust motes suspended in the air fall like countless stars descending.

Not only was it dust, but even the disciples of Bai Ca Ge who floated in mid-air lost control and instantly fell.

"Even Zhao Ping'an felt a slight pressure!"

It feels like an unspeakable force is pressing down on my head, about to smash me into the ground.

"Martial arts, the martial arts of a holy land!" will face severe punishment!" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!Zhao Ping'an looked a bit on the verge of collapse. He didn't feel like talking much. He picked up the...