Yang Bingzhong stood tall with his hands behind his back, looking down at everyone.
The energy transmission within the Spider Tank and all flying machines simultaneously activated.
A buzzing hum filled the air around.
He slowly raised his hand high.
In the next moment, the main cannon of the Spider Tank was about to unleash a deadly strike.
But at that moment, Ren Zhong's urgent alert rang through Yang Bingzhong's communication device.
Today, Yang Bingzhong had granted Ren Zhong the highest communication privileges.
Ren Zhong's voice could automatically play in his mind.
"Mr. Yang, clear out the stocks. Do it now, sell everything, don't even leave any base positions."
Buzz!
The main cannon of the Spider Tank powered down.
The poised Yang Bingzhong immediately lowered his flag and halted his advance.
Disregarding everyone else, he swiftly completed two operations.
Firstly, he listed sell orders through an automated trading mechanism on his own account.
