C154 Three Hundred Million

"Huangke, I think you're really courting death."

Ye Mo's eyes narrowed. Level ten danger.

Huangke was still afraid of Ye Mo Han, so she could only helplessly let her subordinate bring a cheque, tear it off, and throw it to Xia JinMian.

"A blank cheque. Take it, old witch!"

Huang Ke secretly sized up Xia JinMian. He had to find out that Xia Jinmian was the old witch's proof