Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

"Oh my god, it really disappeared, the magic medicine!"

"I didn't believe it before, but I believe it now. Come on, come on, give me a few boxes."

"First come, first served. I just saw it here. I'll buy it first."

The onlookers shouted out one by one, extremely excited.

They had witnessed the scene just now and knew that Lei Yutang and the young men of these aristocratic families were not in the same group, and were even enemies.

Moreover, the gangster's slap just now was absolutely merciless, and the crisp sound was painful just thinking about it.

The more sharp-eyed people saw the red and swollen face and the blood oozing from the fingers of the young man of the aristocratic family.

But now, after applying the two medicinal muds, he is back to his original state.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't believe it even to death.

Compared to the onlookers, Wang Qing's face looked much uglier.

Especially after seeing that several young men from aristocratic families who were following him also had the urge to buy medicinal mud, they were even more furious.

"What the hell, is this little Yakuza's mud really effective?" Wang Qing frowned, his eyes flickering.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Ning Xiaolei's face showed a look of joy, as he wanted this effect.

As long as someone starts to buy it, and spread it to ten, and then spread it to hundreds, are you afraid that there will not be a steady stream of customers?

"Line in line, don't rush, there's plenty of stock."

Ning Xiaolei shouted from the table, his face beaming with joy.

When everyone was queuing up, he looked at the young man from the aristocratic family who had finished looking in the mirror: "The two medicinal muds you just applied are 999 for one box and 1998 for two boxes. Pay!"

"Okay, I'll pay right away." The young man from the aristocratic family took the two unsealed jars of mud without hesitation and nodded vigorously.

After paying, he looked at Ning Xiaolei and asked cautiously: "I want to buy a few more boxes, is that okay?"

"Okay, get in line." Ning Xiaolei said calmly and did not refuse.

There is no reason to drive away customers who come to your door.

Moreover, the eldest son of this aristocratic family was just suspicious before, so what he said did not offend him at all.

"Ahem, Mr. Wang, this mud seems to be really magical. I plan to buy a few boxes for my family as a spare."

Seeing the young man from aristocratic family rushing to line up, another young man from aristocratic family behind Wang Qing said.

"I also want to buy a few boxes, Mr. Wang, I'm sorry."

"I'll make amends some other time, Mr. Wang. I'll go buy a few boxes of mud first. If someone robs them all, it will be too late."

With Wang Qing's ugly look on his face, his group of friends all made excuses to leave and go to queue.

In the end, only Li Li and a few others were left beside Wang Qing.

"These spineless guys, let's not say whether the mud is real or not. Even if it is real, we won't care about it."

Li Li looked at Wang Qing with a flattering look on his face.

Although his family's financial situation is not bad, compared with the Wang family, one of the four major families, it is still far behind.

How could I miss this rare opportunity to build a good relationship?

Wang Qing ignored Li Li, his eyes flickered for a moment, and he actually walked over and stood at the end of the queue.

The young and old of the aristocratic family who were left behind all looked at each other and did not react for a long time.

Didn't it mean that the person who opened this store was Mr. Wang's love rival? Is Mr. Wang trying to capitalize on his rival?

Astonished, the young men of these aristocratic families followed him one by one and queued up at the back.

In Leiyu Hall, as boxes of medicinal mud were sold, and hearing the sound of WeChat and Alipay accounts being received continuously in his ears, Ning Xiaolei couldn't be happier.

More than ten minutes later, Wang Qing walked into the store, looked around the store, and said, "Here are some of the various medicinal pastes."

Ning Xiaolei was just about to let someone take it when he heard a familiar voice. He looked up and found that it was Wang Qing.

Without thinking, Ning Xiaolei waved his hand directly, with a trace of ridicule on his lips: "Not for sale."

Wang Qing's eyes instantly became extremely cold, and he said angrily: "Why?"

"If I don't sell it, I won't sell it. I just don't want to sell it to you. There's no reason!"