"Then let's not settle this privately."
Huo Yanshu looked coldly at the middle-aged man in front of him.
The middle-aged man thought Huo Yanshu was just trying to intimidate him, "Then three million, a little less?"
Huo Yanshu shook his head.
Today he looked at the middle-aged woman who had been hit by the car. Although she was bleeding a lot, he could tell it was just a superficial wound.
Therefore, it was obvious that the middle-aged man thought they had money and wanted to extort a sum from them.
The middle-aged man was somewhat surprised.
"Then one million."
When he said this price, he gritted his teeth.
"Our family is not well off, and all subsequent expenses for my wife need to be borne by me."
Seeing that Huo Yanshu wasn't moved, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and started to act pitiful.
Huo Yanshu listened to him, lifted his eyes, and gave him a faint glance.
