C311 Five Million

"No, no." Huang Feng's Qi suddenly became weak, but he didn't forget to mutter. "Five million, to get rid of beggars..."

"Get lost."

Huang Yi's temples twitched when he heard Huang Feng's words.

"Get lost?" Huang Feng was stunned. In his memory, Huang Feng had never said that to him. "Brother, don't forget