Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

Ning Xiaolei's tyrannical attitude frightened the people who made the trouble.

Their expressions changed drastically, and even the man who was pretending to be unconscious opened his eyes with a look of fear on his face.

This plot is different from what they imagined. It’s okay if they don’t pay, but if they don’t let them leave, will their legs be broken if they leave?

"Uncle Zhang, watch them. If anyone dares to leave, just do as I say. I will be responsible for anything that happens."

Ning Xiaolei ignored these people and gave orders to Zhang Jiuxuan beside him.

Zhang Jiuxuan nodded with joy on his face: "Okay, Master, they can't run away as long as I'm here."

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Zhang Jiuxuan walked to the ground in front of several people and lightly stamped his feet, leaving a deep footprint.

Seeing this scene, those people's expressions changed with fright. This old man who had been smiling at them before was actually so powerful.

This is a concrete floor. He can leave a footprint with one foot. Could he be a legendary martial arts expert?

At this moment, several people suddenly regretted it. They should never have come here to cause trouble just for some money!

"Don't think about running away, and don't doubt whether I can break your legs. Just wait for me."

Seeing the flashing eyes of several people, Zhang Jiuxuan said coldly.

Not long after, Chief Inspector Amagi came to the scene with several inspectors.

When he found out that the caller was Ning Xiaolei, Inspector Tiancheng dropped what he was doing without saying a word and rushed over in person with his people.

"Brother Xiaolei, what happened?" Seeing Ning Xiaolei standing at the door of Leiyu Hall, the inspector greeted him enthusiastically.

Ning Xiaolei first smiled at the Chief Inspector, then pointed at the few people huddled aside and said, "These blind people came to our Leiyu Hall to blackmail us."

"What, is there such a thing? Come on, arrest me."

Inspector Tiancheng's eyelids twitched slightly, and he waved his hand to order the arrest.

Ning Xiaolei stretched out his hand to stop him and said: "Don't worry, before they get the punishment they deserve, I have to let them know in front of everyone that the medicinal mud from my Leiyu Hall is not fake."

With that said, Ning Xiaolei walked up to the senior man who had previously pretended to be unconscious and lifted him up.

"The mud from our Leiyu Hall doesn't work. It has side effects, right?"

"You, you, you, what are you going to do?" The young man's face changed with fright, and he stammered.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Ning Xiaolei's mouth: "What to do? You will know soon."

"Friends who go to Leiyu Hall to buy medicine, friends who are passing by, please don't be misled by these evil people who are throwing dirty water on my Leiyu Hall. The medicinal mud of my Leiyu Hall is absolutely true."

After shouting to the people around him, Ning Xiaolei turned to Zhang Jiuxuan: "Get a knife and a box of hemostatic mud."

"Okay, Master." Zhang Jiuxuan immediately understood what Ning Xiaolei was going to do, and went to look for something excitedly.

Before Ning Xiaolei came, he was quite angry with these people.

Now Ning Xiaolei's actions made him feel that the bad breath in his heart was finally gone, and he felt very comfortable.

After a while, Zhang Jiuxuan got the knife and hemostatic mud.

"What are you going to do? No, help!" The young man was frightened and shouted for help.

Ning Xiaolei was too lazy to pay attention to him and made a cut on his arm with a knife.

Of course, Ning Xiaolei was very measured and did not cut his artery.

Amidst the screams of the young man, Ning Xiaolei raised his arm and shouted to the crowd: "Look at the scream, your arm is bleeding now, it's true."

After everyone had seen it, Ning Xiaolei slowly picked up some hemostatic mud with the tip of a knife and smeared it on the young man's arm.