Movie World I am King

Zhou Ye looked a little greasy at the couple who kept kowtow... Just when he wanted to say no, he suddenly saw his old man winking for himself... There was a trace of pleading in his eyes...

Other people’s face can not be given, but the cheap lao Zhangren’s face can’t be ignored. My daughter is cheaper for you, and you also acquiesced in bringing a few sisters to live with someone’s house... People can’t be too much... forget it. , Just give Lao Zhangren a face...

Thinking of this, Zhou Ye just planned to agree, but when he came to the side, he turned into: "The perpetrator, how is Rohit now?"

Although Harbans didn't know why Zhou Ye would ask the mentally handicapped young man who killed his son who was almost blind, he didn't dare not answer Zhou Ye's question."That damn guy I have asked the inspector to arrest him, this time I must sue him to jail..."

Speaking of Rohit, Harbans didn't get angry.

"Save your son, I can save..." Zhou Ye leaned back and said comfortably.

"Thank you Lord God... Thank you Lord God..." Harbans said incoherently excitedly...

"Don't rush to thank me..." Zhou Ye said calmly, "Although I can save your son, and even restore your son to the beginning... But... I also have conditions..."

"My lord, please tell me... no matter how much money, we will do it..." Harbans said readily.

"No, I don't want money..."

"Then what are your conditions?" Harbans asked in confusion.

"I want Rohit's disposal right..." Zhou Ye said, sitting upright slightly, looking at Harbans and asking, "Do you understand what I mean?"

"This..." Habans hesitated. He didn't know why the gods would be attracted to this mentally retarded young man... But let him just let his son Rohit suffer from this suffering, he still had some trouble. Willingly.

"You have to think about it... I never change the terms I set... Rohit's disposal power belongs to me, and your son's eyes will be restored to the original... Rohit's disposal right is not given to me? Then your son should Whatever you want..." Zhou Ye didn't worry that Harbans would not agree to this condition. After all, between the son who was intact and the revenge, normal people would choose the son who was intact.

Besides, agreeing to heal his son is already on the face of his cheap husband. If this small condition is not agreed, then there is no way. This is the type of shameless shame, cheap old husband. Will not complain about him.

"Follow the orders of the Lord of God..." Harbans knew that he could not resist, and could only agree to Zhou Ye's terms... His son was everything to him.

"You made a wise choice..." Zhou Ye said as he stood up and walked upstairs, "Take good care of your son. I will go to the hospital to restore his eyes at night..."

"Master of God..." Harbans's wife wanted to plead with Zhou Ye to let him go to treat his son now, but was dragged by his husband, and suddenly closed her eyes...

In Harbans’ view, the Lord God’s willingness to take action is already on the face of his old friend... Just now he noticed the scene of his old friend helping to wink, and then he couldn’t get enough of it, just in case he got annoyed. Zhou Ye, if he doesn't restore his son's eyes, he will have nowhere to cry...

Zhou Ye returned to his room and looked at the three women who had fallen asleep again... couldn't help but laugh, he gently helped them pull the quilt, then changed into a hooded casual sportswear and walked out of the room... …

When Zhou Ye walked downstairs again, the Harbans and his wife had already left...After all, they still have to go back to take care of their son in the hospital... and the Mahatas seem to have followed too... The maid is left...

Zhou Ye greeted the maid, and walked out of this mid-level villa...

To be honest, it has been two days since Zhou Ye has been in this small county town... He didn't even drive the car, so he walked slowly towards the county town down the mountain...

To be honest, the environment in this county town is still very good, at least it looks very clean... Zhou Ye just turned around aimlessly, until he saw a wooden house in a small community that was out of place. Smiled and walked into a flower shop next to the wooden house...

"Hello..." A girl came out and asked, "Do you need something?"

"Hello...I want to ask, does Mrs. Mehra live there?" Zhou Ye said and pointed to the wooden house that was incompatible with the building here.

"Yes, Mrs. Mehra lives there..." the girl said, and asked with some alertness: "Who are you from her? Is there anything to do with her?"

"I don't know Madam Mehra..." Zhou Ye smiled and walked outside the flower shop after getting the message he wanted... "But, I think Madam Mehra would be willing to see me... …"

"Why?" The girl looked at the man with a hood and couldn't see his face, and asked curiously.

"Because I can help her solve a big trouble...Although I need to pay some negligible price..." Zhou Ye said that he ignored the girl in the flower shop and walked towards the wooden house in the distance...

Kindly save the mentally retarded Asan Superman?Stop teasing, when did Zhou Ye have the Mother of God?He just wants to play some small games...

Chapter Five Hundred and Eighty Five

Madam Mehra walked feebly on the street, she just came out of the police station...

Last night, her son Rohit was called away by her little friend. Originally, her son was only playing outside with his friends, but she didn’t expect them to get involved in other people’s banquets. A mess.

If this is the case, Mrs. Mehra will definitely be thankful... because although she is only a small bank clerk, Weibo's salary is only enough to support herself and her son... But the banquet that compensates others is always better than her son. Strong...

During the banquet yesterday, her son accidentally got all the curry paste on the table on the head of the county chief’s son... It is said that the county chief’s son is still being rescued in the hospital... and her son Luo Xi Te was also locked up by the police...

After receiving the notice from her son’s little friend, she went to the county magistrate as soon as possible, and wanted to ask the magistrate’s forgiveness to release her son... But obviously, how could Harbans, who was furious, forgive herself? Rohit, who was almost blind by his son?So, she was kicked out...

In desperation, Mrs. Mehra could only go to the police station and wanted to visit her son... But even though no one dared to open this back door for her, she ended up being the neighbor’s police officer Sukhvani for a long time to pity her, taking advantage of it. When the sheriff was not there, let her go in and take a look at her son Rohit.

Thinking that my son was naive and asked her why these police uncles would lock him up.Mrs. Mehra couldn't help crying...

Dragging her heavy steps, Mrs. Mehra finally returned to her home... Just as she was sleepwalking, when she took out the key to open the door, a voice awakened her.

"Madam Mehra?" Zhou Ye looked at this beautiful woman with charm and charm... and asked with a smile.

"You... hello?" Mrs. Mehra asked hesitantly: "I don't think we should know... What do you want me to do?"

"It's about your son..." Zhou Ye said and gestured, "Shall we just say it's okay here?"

"Ahhh... please come in..." Madame Mehra hurriedly opened the door of the room like she was waking up from a dream, and greeted Zhou Ye in... Of course, she also kept a mindful mind and closed the door and all the windows in the living room. Open...If there were no such scheming, a beautiful woman with a mentally retarded child would have never known how many times she was eaten...

Zhou Ye looked at Mehra's behavior and shook his head with a smile. He knew that this was a way for Mehra to protect herself... As long as his intentions were wrong, she could immediately shout... Summon the neighbors outside. Come in……

"Excuse me...what do you want to talk to me about my son?" Madame Mehra forced to endure the anxiety in her heart, and asked in a calm manner.

"Your son is in big trouble now...Is it?" Zhou Ye said, taking off the hood of his jacket.

"What does this have to do with you..." Mrs. Mehra said with some dissatisfaction.

"Of course it has nothing to do with me..." Zhou Ye smiled,... he walked behind Mehra without a hassle, and whispered in her ear: "If you say... I say I can save him What?"

"...You...can you save him?" Madam Mehra was pleasantly surprised when she heard Zhou Ye's words, but then she calmed down again."Why do you save him...? Are you the chief minister of the state?"

Madam Mehra’s tone was full of mockery... In her opinion, Zhou Ye was a crappy little liar. She didn’t know where she heard the news of her son’s accident and wanted to come here to swindle her own money...

"What if I can really save him?" Zhou Ye asked with a smile without being angry.

Seeing Zhou Ye's affirmative question, Mrs. Mehra couldn't help but feel a little hope in her heart... "If you can really save my son......you...how much money you want... "

"Haha... What do I want money for?" Zhou Ye didn't like money. To him, money was just a set of numbers...

"Then what do you want?" Mrs. Mehra said here, she couldn't help but stepped back a few steps, looking at Zhou Ye warily.

"Of course it's you..." Zhou Ye didn't even want to turn, and said directly: "That is to say, you are worth my shot... For the money, I don't care..."

"..." Hearing Zhou Ye's words, Mrs. Mehra felt like she didn't know whether to cry or laugh. The handsome young man in front of her actually said she wanted herself. Does that mean she is still very attractive?But... in her life she has never had close contact with a man other than her husband... This made her want to cry a little again.

……When her husband passed away, she survived with a posthumous child. She never thought of remarrying. After the son was judged to be mentally retarded, she never cried. When life was the most difficult, she persisted, never thought I'll find another man to rely on... Is it true that people in middle age will be forced to take this step?

Zhou Ye watched Mrs. Mehra's constantly changing expression with interest, and said quietly: "Think about your son... With his IQ, if he is really found guilty, he goes to prison... Can you survive?"

"Don't tell me..." Madame Mehra couldn't help feeling like a knife at the thought of that situation.