Shen Lang didn't communicate much with Zhao Wuji, but both of them were aware of what was about to happen.

Zhao Wuji knew that Shen Lang would not give up for nothing, and he also had a clear idea of ​​his future path.

Just then, Shen Lang's phone rang.

Shen Lang took out his phone and saw that it was Xiao Yu calling.

"What's up with this woman?"

It hasn't even been a year yet, why did they suddenly contact me?

Shen Lang also answered the phone.

"Hello? Are you there?" Xiao Yu's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Shen Lang asked, "Is there something you need?"

Xiao Yu stammered, "Um... I..."

"What's wrong? Did something happen?" Shen Lang asked in confusion. Although he hadn't had much contact with Xiao Yu, his intuition told him that Xiao Yu was the kind of woman who was decisive and acted without hesitation.

It's definitely not like this on the phone right now.

"No, no, it's just that I wanted to express my gratitude by inviting you to dinner tonight," Xiao Yu said hastily.

"Eat?" Shen Lang was even more confused.

However, he didn't think much of it and immediately agreed: "Okay, where should we eat?"

“At my home, in Mingzhu Residential Area,” Xiao Yu said.

Mingzhu Residential Area is a high-end residential area in X City, and it is a property that Xiao Yu purchased for herself.

"Can."

After saying that, Shen Lang hung up the phone.

He didn't want to eat Xiao Yu's cooking; he just wanted to see what she was up to.

After hanging up with Xiao Yu, Shen Lang received an unexpected phone call.

This person is Li Mingfang, with whom he had his second transaction at the hospital.

"Mr. Shen, are you busy right now?" Li Mingfang asked cautiously.

"What's wrong? Tell me," Shen Lang said.

"Um, could we talk about this in person?" Li Mingfang stammered.

"Okay, let's go to mAx bar."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Lang and Dong Xue went out.

Half an hour later, in a VIP room at the mAx bar, Shen Lang met Li Mingfang, whom he hadn't seen in a long time.

At this point, Li Mingfang and Yue Yi were no longer the same people.

A month ago, Li Mingfang appeared somewhat dazed and haggard, but his eyes were still clear, and he at least looked like a human being.

But Li Mingfang, who was standing in front of Shen Lang, was like a demon.

Her eyes, which were once quite pretty, were now red and swollen, with sunken sockets.

His gaunt cheeks were filled with a dark aura.

His once upright posture has turned into a hunchback.

The moment Li Mingfang saw Shen Lang, he immediately flashed a fawning smile: "Hello, Mr. Shen."

Seeing Li Mingfang trying to rush up and shake hands, Shen Lang's brows furrowed instantly.

Upon noticing this, Dongxue immediately released her inner force, trapping Li Ming in place.

Li Mingfang felt an invisible force holding him in place, unable to move.

Shen Lang gave Li Mingfang a look of utter disdain and said, "Speak, what do you want from me?"

Li Mingfang knew that the person in front of him was no ordinary person. Seeing that he couldn't get close, he simply stood still and said with a smile, "Hehe, Boss Shen, I want to borrow some more money from you."

"Borrow money?" Shen Lang frowned slightly and asked curiously, "Why would you need to borrow money?"

The 700,000 yuan that Li Mingfang traded for thirty years of his life was already enough to pay for his wife's medical treatment. Moreover, although the two families were poor, they were not so poor that Li Mingfang would come to him for money again.

Thinking of this, Shen Lang immediately checked Li Mingfang's information.

With just one glance, a raging fire ignited in Shen Lang's heart: "This beast."

A month ago, Li Mingfang received 700,000 yuan from Shen Lang and was excited to pay for the surgery.

But when he saw the seven-figure number on the bank card, he was instantly captivated.

That same day, Li Mingfang fled the hospital with the more than 600,000 yuan he had borrowed, plus the 700,000 yuan he had earned from trading his life. After withdrawing all the cash from his bank account, he found a place to hide.

Over the following week, when the hospital was unable to contact Li Mingfang, they decided to report the incident to the police.

However, Li Mingfang, who had received 1.3 million yuan, hid like a mouse in some corner and successfully evaded the police's search.

A week later, Zhang Mei passed away because she couldn't afford surgery and couldn't receive timely and effective treatment.

Upon learning of Zhang Mei's death, Li Mingfang immediately rushed out, quickly claimed Zhang Mei's body, and then cremated it before placing it at his home.

They couldn't even bear to buy a burial plot.

With money and freedom, Li Mingfang devoted himself entirely to his dream of getting rich overnight.

He stayed in the underground casino for more than twenty days without coming out.

They eat, drink, relieve themselves, and sleep all in the casino.

In less than two weeks, he lost all the cash he had.

He then mortgaged his only house at an underground casino.

Just three days ago, after Li Ming lost all his last chips, he tried to borrow money from the casino. But the casino staff threw him out like a dead dog.

In the eyes of the casino staff, Li Ming was just a gambling addict who had lost everything and was now penniless; there was nothing about him that they could exploit.

After giving Li Ming a severe beating, they threw him out like a dead dog.

When he got home, he found that the house had been taken over by the casino, and all the family's belongings, including his wife's ashes, had been thrown out.

For the past three days, Li Mingfang slept like a beggar under the overpass and in the park.

They eat leftovers for breakfast and drink tap water from public toilets.

When he was desperate, he remembered Shen Lang, with whom he had once made a deal.

That's why I took the initiative to contact Shen Lang.

Shen Lang looked at Li Mingfang as if he were looking at an animal, and said in a flat tone, "I don't understand why a scumbag like you doesn't just die? Is God really blind?"

Upon hearing this, Li Mingfang hurriedly knelt down on the ground, crying and pleading with snot and tears streaming down his face, "I was wrong, Boss Shen, please save me."

"How do you want me to save you?" Shen Lang asked curiously. "Tell me."

Li Mingfang groveled on the ground like a dog, looking at Shen Lang excitedly, and said, "Boss Shen, I only need 200,000. As long as you can lend me 200,000, I can win back my losses. I'm sure I'll win this time, and I'll pay you back with interest."

"Please, Mr. Shen." After saying that, Li Mingfang's head began to kowtow on the wool carpet like a machine.

Shen Lang curled his lip, his tone full of disdain, and said, "Do you think you have anything else you can trade with me?"

Upon hearing this, Li Mingfang stopped kowtowing, looked at Shen Lang with fanatical eyes, and said, "Boss Shen, I can trade my lifespan with you, is that alright?"

Shen Lang smiled and shook his head, saying, "I finally understand why scum like you can live so long."

"Because from now on, you are only fit to live a miserable existence in the shadows, living in constant fear. You are no longer worthy of any of the good things in this world."

"Perhaps this is why God allows you to live a long life."