A Slap Worth a Few Hundred Million

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When Mu Yunfeng heard what Boyuan said, he was stunned.

"So, it's all because of Madam Jun's slap?"

It seems like madam Jun's slap was worth a lot of money, right?

A few hundred million!

Whose slap could have such a price tag?

Not even the president of M Nation!

Mo Boyuan replied softly,

"Continue to keep an eye on the Jun family and proceed according to the previous plan."

"Got it."

His senior was clearly fighting to the death against the Jun family. To be targeted by such a killer, he did not know whether to say that the Jun family was lucky or not?

"That's it."

There was no need for the other party to respond at all.

After they hung up, sure enough, Zhou Xian's voice could be heard:

"Boyuan, the camera is on!"

Only then did he turn around and walk back.

However, as soon as Mo Boyuan returned, he went straight into Wang Weizhi's tent.