Martial Ruler

The moment Qing Lei stepped onto the first step, a loud slap sounded from a corner table.    

"Sit down, why are you so anxious? If you want to deal with him, are you afraid that you won't have the chance? Could it be that you want to waste the chance to enter the Heru College for nothing!? "    

"Senior Brother, don't be like this."    

Following the direction of the voice, Qing Lei found that there were three people sitting in front of that table. One of them revealed a sheet of white in front of her, it was the tavern's Ms Hua. The other two were the bounty hunter Waner and her disappointing senior brother.    

"Deng deng deng ~ ~ ~"    

After the sound of hurried footsteps, a group of people suddenly burst in from the Courier Station. They aggressively ran towards Qing Lei, and while running, they stopped him: "Brother, don't be in such a hurry to go upstairs, we have something to tell you!"    

When Qing Lei turned around, he saw that there were no less than hundreds of people blocking the Courier Station entrance. The red-faced young man in charge of the order of Courier Station hurriedly walked forward and shouted in a serious tone: "It's you guys again, what the hell are you guys doing? I advise you to quickly leave.    

In the face of the red-faced youth's threatening words, the people in the lead were somewhat hesitant. They hurriedly ordered the people following them, "All of you can leave. Leave this place to me!"    

Hundreds of people dispersed in the blink of an eye. Qing Lei couldn't help but laugh as he looked at the earnest teenagers in front of him. He asked in confusion, "What do you guys want? If you want to avenge that mad bull, I suggest you wait until the selection is over, then I'll definitely accompany you!"    

"Evildoers will have evil people to grind with. This brat is in trouble, and he just so happens to be helping you vent your anger, isn't he?" Ms Hua's smile was like a flower as she consoled her junior brother.    

"No, brother, you're thinking too much. We're not here for revenge!" Tong Xiangjie and the red-robed youth fought to reply.    

"Then why are you looking for me?" Qing Lei asked in confusion.    

Someone sent out the news that one of the stages of the selection requires the cooperation of a team, so we each recruited a few capable people, hoping to help each other through one stage. And the reason I'm looking for you is to get you to join my team, so don't worry, I won't let you do it for nothing. Tong Xiangjie spoke first. He took out a hundred thousand gold from the Storage Ring and offered it to Qing Lei with both hands.    

Although there was some hesitation in his eyes, he still remembered how Qing Lei did nothing and knocked Li Dingshan into the ground. He gritted his teeth and quickly took out two hundred thousand gold coins from the Storage Ring and said sincerely to Qing Lei, "He offers one hundred thousand gold coins, I offer two hundred thousand gold coins, please join us no matter what!"    

Looking at the scene in front of them, there were one hundred thousand gold coins, the other one was two hundred thousand gold coins, and the others had also made their moves, the lowest was at least eighty thousand gold coins, and there were even some who were giving away Intermediate s!    

Qing Lei pretended to touch the one hundred thousand gold coins with shining eyes. He looked at the two hundred thousand gold coins and finally said coldly to the crowd, "About that, I'm sorry. What I lack the most is money. You should look for someone else. I don't plan on taking you in!"    

"Boom —"    

Thunder from a clear sky!    

Originally, he wanted to use money to buy Qing Lei off, but he didn't expect Qing Lei to be the same as them, a young master that didn't lack money at all. What made them even more nervous was that the other side actually thought that they wanted to be his big brother!    

With that, Qing Lei turned around and walked towards the 68th floor.    

However, what he did not know was that he was being targeted by several forces at the same time. A real crisis was quietly approaching.