C529 One Hundred Thousand Silver

"No, Miss Sun, what are you doing? Let's talk." Uncle Chen raised his hands and slowly retreated.

Sun Muyao walked in. Behind her were more than ten subordinates.

These people also each shot a gun.

"Sun Muyao, what do you mean?"

"Longwei, what do you mean by me?"

Sun Muyao looked at Xiao Chen and said, "Godly Doctor Xiao, are you alright?"

Xiao Chen nodded.

"Sun Muyao