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0Seeing that Ning Xiaolei did not look like he was lying, Wang Qing trembled in fear and forcefully suppressed this thought.    

    

The aristocratic young masters, who had already taken out their phones, in the crowd at the back were so shocked that they put their phones away.    

    

If Ning Xiaolei was really going to cripple them, it would be too late even if the inspector came and took Ning Xiaolei away.    

    

Furthermore, they weren't sure if an expert martial artist like Ning Xiaolei would care.    

    

"Senior, give me Eight Arms Sect face, please forgive Young Master Wang!"    

    

At this time, Yao Jun opened his mouth and cupped his fist towards Ning Xiaolei with a sincere expression.    

    

After seeing Ning Xiaolei's strength, he was already extremely respectful towards Ning Xiaolei. Although Ning Xiaolei appeared to be younger than him, he was the first to become a Martial Cultivator. Thus, when he called Ning Xiaolei senior, he was completely convinced of it.    

    

Ning Xiaolei shook his head and waved his hands, pretending to be angry: "Senior doesn't dare, it's not that I'm not giving you face due to Eight Arms Sect, but you saw it too. Just now, he was thinking about how to deal with me, if I forgive him, how am I, Ning Xiaolei, to survive in the martial arts world?"    

    

"This …"    

    

Yao Jun hesitated. What Ning Xiaolei said was reasonable. To mix in the martial arts world, what was most important was dignity.    

    

Being humiliated the most was something that no martial artist would tolerate.    

    

Not to mention Ning Xiaolei, if it was him, he definitely wouldn't have forgiven Wang Qing when he said that to him.    

    

After pondering for a moment, Yao Jun turned to Wang Qing and said with a serious expression, "Hurry up and apologize to Senior Xiaolei. Otherwise, there's nothing I can do."    

    

What? Apologize to Ning Xiaolei and return the favor?    

    

Wang Qing was dumbfounded. Are you kidding me? Apologize to this love rival?    

    

"Forget it, I think he's the type of person who cares about face. How about this, I'll just cripple his four limbs."    

    

Ning Xiaolei sneered as he looked at Wang Qing. How could he not know what this guy was thinking?    

    

These young masters of aristocratic families were used to acting arrogantly, making them apologize was even harder than ascending to the heavens.    

    

"En, I'll cripple your legs first. If I let you lie down, I'll feel better."    

    

Ning Xiaolei laughed, rolled up his sleeves and was about to make his move.    

    

Not far away, Brother Pingtou and the others ran over when they saw the situation, preparing to help.    

    

Wang Qing didn't expect Ning Xiaolei to really plan to make a move. He was so scared that his face turned pale and his calves started to shake.    

    

"Bro, quickly apologize. Apologize. Ning Xiaolei, we were wrong. We apologize to you."    

    

Wang Cang pulled Wang Qing's sleeves and looked at Ning Xiaolei nervously.    

    

To still care about his reputation at a time like this, wasn't that just asking for excitement?    

    

"No, I want him to apologize in person." The corner of Ning Xiaolei's mouth slightly curled as he looked at Wang Qing in ridicule.    

    

"I-I-I-I, Ning, Ning Xiaolei, let me tell you, I am Wang Family …"    

    

What Ning Xiaolei did not expect was that Wang Qing actually wanted to scare him.    

    

This is a f * cking weirdo, then I'll teach him a lesson.    

    

Ning Xiaolei snorted coldly and didn't say anything else. He pulled out Wang Qing, moved behind him in a flash and gave each of his legs a kick.    

    

"Crack!" In the sound, Wang Qing's legs fractured and he fell to the ground while screaming.    

    

"You think I'm joking with you?" Killing intent flashed across Ning Xiaolei's eyes.    

    

"Ah, ah, Ning Xiaolei, ah, I want you dead!" Wang Qing yelled and cursed viciously at the same time.    

    

Brother Pingtou, who was standing at the side, could not bear to listen any longer. In addition, he wanted to see the humiliation that Wang Qing had given him, so he leaned over and gave a big mouth at Wang Qing.    

    

"Come on, keep shouting, didn't you just order my men to be crippled? Now you're like a dead dog, you still dare to insult Brother Lei? You're courting death, what Wang Family young master, I spit!"