Lu Xiaobu's voice fell.
Zhang Meng and Li Jin stopped talking, then the two looked up at Black Hand on stage with pitiful eyes.
Ah, you think the Young Master is just a frail rich young master.
But in fact, our Young Master is the strongest!
You probably didn't know our Young Master once almost crippled half of Xiangjiang in one move!
You, just a puny boxer, must be delusional!
But getting the Young Master to act personally is already enough for you!
Lu Xiaobu stroked his chin and thought—three hundred million should be about right!
He's not afraid of wasting a fortune, but because the higher the amount, the longer the charging time, too troublesome!
No sooner said than done, Lu Xiaobu activated the long-unused Dragon Capturing Hand and began to charge.
While charging, Lu Xiaobu ascended the stage.
Suddenly.
The whole scene erupted!
"Holy smoke! This guy from the Heavenly Dynasty really went up there!"
"Holy crap! Isn't this courting death?!"
