Of course, in Wanrong's heart, he felt that one leg of his own could not be measured by money.
Gao Jie worries that Shen Lang will have a conflict with Wan Rong. He says in a hurry: "master Wan, don't get me wrong. I discussed the treatment fee with Mr. Shen before. "
Wan Rong frowned: "are you Gao people idiots? So easy to hand over three billion dollars to an unknown yellow boy? "
Shen Lang's face suddenly darkened, and Wan Rong made him very unhappy.
Gao Wenjun also felt that the atmosphere was a little bit wrong, and hurriedly said, "three billion dollars is not expensive if we can cure the leg of ten thousand elders."
At this sentence, Wan Rong's face looked a little better. He looked at Shen Lang and said, "boy, it's your chance to see me today. I think you have a good bone. I can take you as an apprentice. "
Gao Wenjun has a trace of envy on his face. He is very clear about the strength of vanrong. He also knows that vanrong is an expert of the hidden world sect.
Shen Lang shrugs. He doesn't want to embarrass Gao Jie, or he wants to break Wan Ronggang's right leg. Shen Lang is too lazy to pay attention to Wanrong, shouting: "I don't need the treatment fee. As for being your apprentice, are you qualified? "
Wan Rong is not happy to see Shen Lang so disrespectful. This kid is a little bit of a jerk with some medical skills. He's a little upset.
Wan Rong feels that Shen Lang may not know his ability.
"Do you know what it means to be my disciple, boy?" Wan Rong snorted
Shen Lang glanced at Wan Rong and sneered, "what does it mean to me? I'll help you with your leg treatment in Mr. Gao's face. Don't bother me again if you have nothing to do. "
Seeing Shen Lang dare to scream with Wanrong, Gao Jie is shocked. He quickly smiles at Wanrong and says, "master Wan, although Mr. Shen is a miracle doctor, he is still young and vigorous. Please don't take what he said seriously. Please don't get along with him."
"Hum!"
Wan Rong snorted scornfully, his face a little gloomy.
In the world, he has never been so contradicted, let alone Shen Lang or a yellow boy?
Wan Rong only saw Shen Lang's excellent medical skills and thought it would be useful to keep this boy around him. He thought of accepting him as his disciple, but he didn't expect this boy to be shameful.
Shen Lang is extremely upset. He suppresses his anger secretly. He doesn't care about Wanrong. He turns around and leaves.
Wan Rong said coldly: "to tell you the truth, I'm the first expert of the Iron Palm sect of Kunlun mountain. If I didn't think your medical skills would help me, would I look at you? I don't want to be strong. "
Shen Lang secretly sneers at himself. Tiezhang has never heard of it, but Wanrong dares to threaten himself. That's embarrassing. He stared at Wan Rong and sneered, "I'd like to see how you can use it."
I saw Shen Lang's whole body was cold and his momentum increased abruptly.
Wanrong suddenly felt that he had changed his role with shenlang. He felt that shenlang's momentum was more than his own, and he couldn't help but click.
But soon, Wanrong was relieved. Shen Lang's breath was weak. It should not be a powerful role. Maybe it was just a low-level martial arts cultivation of the flow in the period of enlightenment.
Even if Shen Lang is from Kunlun mountain or Qingfeng mountain, Wanrong is not afraid.
Because he felt that he had reported to his family just now, but the expression on Shen Lang's face had not changed. This shows that Shen Lang has not even heard of the Iron Palm sect, one of the eight sects. He must not have come from any powerful family sect.
In addition, Shen Lang is so young. Wan Rong suspects that it may be the medical books Shen Lang occasionally gets, which makes his medical skills so high.
Wan Rong said with a smile: "boy, since you question my strength, open your eyes and have a good look."
With that, Wanrong stood up and clapped at a big tree beside the courtyard.
"Boom!"
With a heavy thud, the big tree with half arms was pierced by a hand. The wood chips were flying, the trunk was broken down from the middle and fell to the ground.
Seeing this scene, Gao Jie and Gao Wenjun were shocked.
Zhenima is a master! It's amazing!
Wanrong's face was full of satisfaction. His iron sand palm had been practised so well that he was very satisfied with the power of his hand.
He looked at the waves and thought that your heart was shaking!
But to Wan Rong's surprise, Shen Lang didn't seem to see his performance. He sneered and said, "I didn't want to collect money at first. Since you are still twittering here, I won't give Mr. Gao any face. Pay me three billion dollars, and don't lose a cent."
"What do you say!" Wan Rong was shocked. He felt that Shen Lang was tired of living. He was not only not afraid, but also dared to ask him for money?
Gao Jie hurriedly grabbed Wan Rong and hurriedly said: "master Wan, please calm down! Please give me a face... "
Wan Rong glared at Gao Jie and shouted coldly, "get out of the way, or don't blame me for being ruthless."
Shen Lang took gojera aside and walked up to Wan Rong and said, "then stop talking nonsense. I cured your leg. Are you going to pay for it?"
"Want me to pay?" Wan Rong laughed, his face was shaking with laughter. He touched his trouser pocket and found two one yuan coins. He threw them in front of the waves and sneered, "take them."
Shen Lang's mouth twitches for a moment. Naturally, he didn't pick up coins on the ground. Instead, he walked towards Wanrong slowly and said lightly, "no one can provoke me."
"You want to die!" Seeing Shen Lang's bluster, Wan Rong was furious. He decided to give Shen Lang some unforgettable lessons.
Wanrong when even out of his ability to watch, one of the iron sand palm mercilessly toward Shen Lang shoulder clap past.
Shen waves do not avoid not flash, let this kind of iron sand palm row in their own body.
"Bang!"
A muffled sound, Wanrong mouth show a trace of contempt.
At the beginning, he thought that Shen Lang had a few quick moves, and even made the psychological preparation to lose his hand, but he didn't expect that Shen Lang would easily get one of his own. My iron sand palm can break muscles and bones.
Gao Jie and Gao Wenjun are also scared. It's over. The next wave will be explained here.
Gao Jie, in particular, felt that he had caused the waves.
Soon, Wanrong felt something was wrong. There was no expression of pain on Shen Lang's face, as if his hand had no effect on him.
Shen Lang sneers, and his right hand grabs Wan Rong's right leg like lightning. Wan Rong wants to withdraw his right leg, but finds that Shen Lang's wrist is like a steel tendon and iron bone, and seizes his right leg.