Chapter 232

"Yes, we do." Flat head brother micro Leng, from sad to happy, and his people are happy to shout.

With that, brother Pingtou said to Ning Xiaolei, "brother Lei, just call me Pingtou in the future. I dare not let you call me brother, hehe."

"Right, right. Regor will call me Tulong in the future." Brother Tulong is also in a hurry.

Ning Xiaolei nodded lightly: "well, I'm not polite. You will be my people in the future. I'll let you go east, but you can't go west. I'll let you drive chickens, but you can't drive dogs. Do you understand?"

"I understand!"

No matter it's pingtouge or tulongge, they all answer in unison.

After hearing that Ning Xiaolei asked them to mix with him, those men of brother Tulong struggled to get up from the ground.

Ning Xiaolei nodded with satisfaction, waved and released a pile of three kinds of medicine mud, and said: "I don't have much of that kind of magic pill left. Use these three kinds of medicine mud for the injured people!"

Brother Tulong was overjoyed, his eyes brightened, and he cried, "come here, I don't want to thank brother Lei for his reward."

Just now, brother Tulong could see clearly. When he saw Ning Xiaolei, he waved his hand and these things appeared.

It's not a martial arts expert. It's an immortal means!

The man who wants to follow him is an immortal, so the excitement in brother Tulong's heart is needless to say.

Don't say it's brother Tulong. The Pingtou brothers and others who have known Ning Xiaolei for a long time are equally stunned.

In their heart, they have the same idea with brother Tulong, that is, Ning Xiaolei is a fairy, not a man in the Wulin.

With such a boss, doesn't it mean that they also have a chance to become immortals? Ha ha!

The most surprised is Yao Jun, he suddenly found that he underestimated Ning Xiaolei.

This is not the same world with him!

No matter how powerful the Wulin experts are, can they compare with the immortals? They are not in the same dimension.

So, without hesitation, Yao Jun fell on his knees in front of Ning Xiaolei.

"What are you doing, big man?" Ning Xiaolei doubts.

"Boss, I want to hang out with you." Yao Jun had no hesitation and his face was firm.

Ning Xiaolei frowned: "aren't you from the eight armed gate? How can you mix with me?"

"Compared with the boss, the eight arm gate is a scum. Yao Jun doesn't want to miss this opportunity." Yao Jun said in a loud voice.

Ning Xiaolei pondered for a moment and said, "well, if you want to hang out with me, you can stay. You will be with them later."

"Thank you, boss." Yao Jun called it a joy, kowtowing.

Ning Xiaolei laughs and helps Yao Jun up.

After all, Yao Jun is a man of martial arts. Ning Xiaolei can rest assured that he is here.

If one day, to see their performance can be given the method of demon cultivation is not impossible.

"Regor, we're going to hang out with you, too."

What Ning Xiaolei didn't expect is that those aristocratic families who have seen his means come to kneel down one by one.

Even Wang Cang came to recognize him as the boss.

Among the people, Wang Qing was the only one who had not knelt down.

Ning Xiaolei was speechless and said, "I'm not a shelter here. I want everyone. Tell me what you can do."

"Say you can fight, but you can't fight big men. Say you are smart, and you don't see how smart you are."

A lot of aristocratic families are stunned by Ning Xiaolei. They look at each other and don't know how to refute.

In fact, as Ning Xiaolei said, they have no outstanding advantages.

All of a sudden, an aristocratic young man's eyes lit up and said in a loud voice: "report to the boss, we have money."