Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

Ning Xiaolei looked over and saw that it was his love rival, Wang Qing.    

To be more accurate, Ning Xiaolei didn't even consider Ye Zichen as a rival.    

"F * ck, brat, how can you say that? You can't even stop people from talking when you're selling fake goods. Even if you want to surpass my Wang Family, you still won't use such a sinister method!"    

Wang Qing was so angry that he almost vomited blood.    

As a dignified young master of Wang Family, in the mouth of this brat, he was nothing more than a toad.    

"Fake? "You have to be responsible for what you say. Who told you that this is a fake?"    

Ning Xiaolei snorted coldly as a hint of coldness flashed across his eyes.    

Without waiting for Wang Qing to speak, a dog friend beside him shouted, "Do you think we're stupid? How can there be such a magical thing in this world?"    

"Did you say that without any knowledge? A group of frogs at the bottom of the well. Sigh, as expected, animals are all together. Frogs and frogs at the bottom of the well, haha! "    

Ning Xiaolei retorted without a trace of politeness. If he was with Wang Qing, he definitely wouldn't be a good person.    

And this guy was clearly helping Wang Qing, he definitely couldn't show any mercy.    

"Haha, well said. Go back to your well and squat there. Don't come out and embarrass yourselves."    

Chang Shan immediately laughed out loud, ignoring the expressions of these young masters.    

Not to mention he was Demonic Cultivator now, even if it was before, he wouldn't be afraid.    

"That's right. Well said. You bunch of stinking toads, get the hell away from me. Do you believe that I won't cut you apart?"    

It was rare for Xiao Yue to be on the same side as Chang Shan, so she said it fiercely.    

Wang Qing and the rest were so angry that their noses almost went crooked. This was a frog or toad, what was there to be angry about?    

If these aristocratic young masters were frogs at the bottom of a well, how would the others be able to live on?    

They asked themselves, "Each and every one of them have seen many great scenes that many people have never seen before in their entire lives, and have also enjoyed a life that many people would never be able to enjoy in their entire lives."    

No matter how he looked at it, he shouldn't be a frog in the well, right?    

"Shut up, all of you shut up. You bunch of countryside bumpkins, we young masters are all frogs at the bottom of a well, then what are you all?"    

A young master of an aristocratic family next to Wang Qing stood up and pointed angrily at Ning Xiaolei and the others, asking sternly.    

"Of course. Your Grandpa Chang Shan and the rest are obviously the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon. Haha."    

Chang Shan didn't blush at all and spat back without hesitation.    

It had to be said that Ning Xiaolei liked to hear these words. Compared to these young masters who only knew how to live an intoxicated life, they were like dragons in the nine heavens.    

"F * ck, you dare to curse at us and take advantage of us? Chang Shan, do you want to know how to write the word 'die'?"    

"Country bumpkin, aren't you afraid that the wind will blow your tongue? Can you at least show some face?"    

"Kid, do you believe that I won't cripple you?"    

All the young masters of the aristocratic families were furious. They began to curse angrily, each and every one of their expressions turning ugly.    

When the surrounding people saw this, they were afraid of getting caught in the crossfire. They hurriedly scattered and watched from the side.    

Chang Shan sneered. These young masters dared to attack, he didn't mind teaching them a lesson.    

However, without waiting for him to make a move, a group of people suddenly pushed their way through the crowd and entered.    

The leader was a man with a crew cut, who looked like an iron tower. He was Brother Pingtou, whom they had met that day at Tiandu Inn.    

"Eh, Brother Lei?" Seeing Ning Xiaolei and the others, a look of pleasant surprise appeared on Brother Pingtou's face.    

But then he noticed Wang Qing and the others in the crowd. He frowned and said, "Are you here to cause trouble for me, Brother Lei?"    

"Who are you? What does it have to do with Ning Xiaolei? " A young master of an aristocratic family asked.    

"Open your dog eyes wide, you don't even know our boss, Brother Pingtou?" One of the hoodlums angrily said with his eyes wide open.    

Obviously, these young masters were not afraid of getting into trouble, all of them said: "Brother Pingtou? "What's that? I don't recognize it."    

"Pah!" Brother Pingtou's men could not tolerate their boss being humiliated, so they slapped him hard.