No Intention to Buy Shares

The man said as if nothing had happened. He crossed his arms over his chest with an extremely arrogant look that made Chen Feng feel slightly unhappy.

"Three thousand? "I feel like I don't have enough. How about 6000?"

Chen Feng said as if nothing had happened, his face carrying a hint of ridicule. The man in front of him had a glimmer in his eyes, his first reaction being that Chen Feng was a rich man.

"Then pay up."

The man shamelessly smiled and extended his hand. Chen Feng's lips curled up into a sneer, and then he walked forward and grabbed that man's hand. After that, he fiercely twisted his hand in the opposite direction.

A blood-curdling screech rang out, and the man directly knelt on the ground. The surrounding people seemed to be about to rush up to him. Chen Feng coldly looked at those who didn't know what to do, and said, "Step forward, and you will end up like him."