chapter 122 Let me tell you a number!

This time, the fat man was frightened! This time, he has no one to support him! The feeling of having his trachea torn apart by the toilet cleaning spirit really made him not want to do it again, so he quickly said: "I sell! I sell!" "Okay, how much discount can you offer as compensation for the loss?" A sly smile flashed across Rasul Dawson's face. "This house is worth three million! The agent listed it!" "As compensation for you two, how about selling it if you give me 2.8 million?" The...