Seeing Guo Shaotao sitting in a wheelchair, Ye Luo couldn't help but sneer on his face. If he didn't commit suicide, he wouldn't die. This sentence is rarely reflected in Guo Shaotao. If he hadn't committed suicide himself, he wouldn't have sat in a wheelchair now.

Standing next to Guo Shaotao was a bodyguard in his thirties, wearing black clothes and black pants, with a pair of black sunglasses on his face, and a cold expression, like a sharp sword that was unsheathed at any time. You could tell at a glance that he was very professional.

After Ye Luo came to the opposite side of Guo Shaotao, he sat down and said with a sneer: "My Master Guo called me out today. I wonder why?"

After hearing Ye Luo's words, Guo Shaotao's mouth twitched a few times. It was obvious that Ye Luo said this on purpose, but he had no choice. Who made him offend Ye Luo repeatedly? Things became like this? He regretted it every day during this period. If there was actually a regret medicine, he would definitely buy all the regret medicines in the world.

After a embarrassed smile, Guo Shaotao said: "Mr. Ye, didn't you promised me to help me cure my legs last time? Have you forgotten?"

The bodyguards around him looked puzzled when they heard his words. He had been by Guo Shaotao for a while. I don’t know how many hospitals in Yanjing City, how many experts he had met, and even foreign experts he had seen.

However, there was no hospital. A doctor saw the cause of his feet. Many doctors even said that he was not sick at all. He asked him to look at the psychiatric department to see if it was caused by mental illness.

This made Guo Shaotao very angry. In his opinion, all these doctors were quack doctors. Although he didn't want to admit it, he knew that his last hope was on Ye Luo. Since his legs were caused by Ye Luo, if even Ye Luo could not be cured, then his legs would be wiped out for the rest of his life.

After hearing Guo Shaotao's words, Ye Luo suddenly realized and said, "Yes, yes, yes, I seem to have said this."

After hearing Ye Luo's words, Guo Shaotao couldn't help but smile with joy on his face. In his opinion, he must have been saved this time.

However, the next second later, he was stunned, because Ye Luo continued, "It's not that easy to cure your disease, and the cost is quite high."

Guo Shaotao replied: "One million, Mr. Ye, as long as you can cure my legs, I will give you one million right away."

In Guo Shaotao's opinion, one million is a huge sum of money for Ye Luo, and Ye Luo will definitely agree this time.

And he regretted it now because he felt that he had already thought of this. A poor man like Ye Luo just wanted money, but he didn't have anything else, but he had more money.

But what he didn't expect was that Ye Luo smiled and said, "Does Guo Shao think his legs are only worth one million?"

He was very surprised when he heard Ye Luo's words, but in order for his legs to return to normal, he said loudly again: "Five million, this time it's OK."

"Fifty million is not a divalent price. As long as you give me money, I will cure your legs immediately!" Ye Luo said coldly.

Guo Shaotao's bodyguard was stunned when he heard Ye Luo's words. His bodyguard fought to the death for a year, at most, only a few hundred thousand. If it is better, he could also take one million.

Ye Luo only needs to cure Guo Shaotao's legs and get 50 million, which made him feel incredible.

However, in his opinion, Ye Luo could not cure Guo Shaotao's legs at all.

Guo Shaotao did not expect Ye Luo to speak loudly, and he said angrily: "Why don't you go and grab it?"

With a faint smile, Ye Luo replied: "I'm just gunning. If you don't want to, then forget it."

After saying this, Ye Luo stood up and prepared to leave. When Guo Shaotao saw Ye Luo preparing to leave, he hurriedly said, "Ye Luo is too expensive for 50 million, can you lose more?"

Ye Luo replied without changing his face: "No 50 million yuan a cent can be reduced. If you don't have that much money, then you will do this for the rest of your life."

After watching Ye Luo walk away from him like this, Guo Shaotao was furious, but there was no way. He knew that even the bodyguard around him could not do anything to Ye Luo.

He could get some time for him 50 million, but he was unwilling to accept that his legs became like this and it was caused by Ye Luo. It is natural to ask Ye Luo to help him cure his legs now.

He is now very confused about whether to choose 50 million or his own legs. This multiple-choice question makes it difficult for him to make a choice.

At this time, the bodyguard around him said to him: "Young Master Guo, what's the use of begging him? Even the top experts in Yanjing City can't see the problem on your legs. Can this kid be cured? Don't be deceived by him!"

Guo Shaotao sighed and replied: "The reason why my legs became like this is because he caused it. Apart from him, I couldn't imagine anyone in this world can cure it!"

The bodyguard was very shocked when he heard Guo Shaotao's words. Now he finally knew why Guo Shaotao believed that Ye Luo was young. Thinking about it now, it was understandable that Guo Shaotao believed Ye Luo.

After Ye Luo left the Bonter Cafe, a sneer appeared on his face involuntarily, and muttered to himself: "There is no free lunch in the world, 50 million and your legs, it depends on your own choice!"

At this moment, a sound suddenly rang in Ye Luo's ears: "Ye Luo!"

Just now, when Hong Yongan saw Ye Luo coming out of the Bonte Cafe not far away, he thought he had read it wrong for a moment. When he walked in and looked, he looked more and more like Ye Luo, so he subconsciously called Ye Luo's name.

After Ye Luo heard this voice, he looked at Heng Yongan with confusion, but he didn't remember who the person in front of him was.

Heng Yongan hurriedly said, "Mr. Ye is me, Heng Yongan, I always followed you."

"Eternal Eternal An?" After hearing this name, Ye Luo seemed to have a little impression in his mind. Then he said, "Is it the teacher's runny nose when he was studying?"

After hearing Ye Luo's words, Heng Yong'an's expression suddenly became ugly.

He has never had a snot since junior high school. However, he and Ye Luo were in the same class when they were in elementary school. However, he was not as good as Ye Luo, the head of the four young masters in Jianghai City, so he had a weak presence in the class. Unlike Ye Luo, he was the focus of everyone no matter where he was.
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