Wanjie Supreme Creditor System

Chapter 388 Servant, Meng Family Army
The sound fell, and the entire hotel lobby shook.

I never thought that they would come to meet the master!
Who are you praying to?

The momentum is huge, the voice is loud, the eyes are piercing, and the face is full of excitement.

The people around were breathing hard, and their eyes were wandering on them and among the crowd at the door.

Just when everyone was looking for the master, Leng Yi took a step forward and said lightly:

"Meng Jiajun, get up! Whether you can become my slaves depends on whether you are qualified!"

The sound rang out, and everyone in the hotel froze.

A group of such majestic men are willing to be slaves, and he actually said to see if they are qualified?

The hearts of many wealthy people were beating wildly, and they suddenly felt that there was no good banquet today, and it was very likely that they would not be able to go back.

A group of people who are willing to be slaves, if they dare to kill them, they will go to jail directly!
That would be miserable!

"Thank you master!"

Meng Jiajun didn't care what the people around him thought, he just acted according to his heart.

If Leng Yi let them get up, he must thank them.

"Crack!"

Standing up, the sound of leather shoes leaning against each other sounded again, giving people a shocking feeling.

It is definitely not something that ordinary people can do, and it is definitely not ordinary loyalty.

No matter what he says, he will do it unconditionally!

This is an unimaginable sight.

"it is good!"

Qinglong secretly gave a thumbs up to their performance. For the first time, he felt that the Meng Family Army was not only a master, but also a well-trained army.

Too strong!

"Great!"

Yu Luocha, who graduated from the Hunter School, saw them, as if she had returned to school.

It's just that they are much stronger than me and are not on the same level at all.

Especially the ten people in front have strong blood and bulging muscles, giving people the feeling of tough guys.

The four or five rich men standing behind Leng Yi could not even stand firmly. They took two steps back with solemn expressions on their faces.

As for the waiters and others, they were trembling all over and could not bear the pressure of so much momentum.

Their eyes all fell on Leng Yi's back, and it was the first time that they felt that this young man was different.

Not only was there no fear at all, but he was also able to speak calmly.

Just that, it is no longer something they can match.

Not to mention the person who can see Leng Yi's expression from the front, I feel that he is still plain, without any complacency or arrogance, as if he is facing a group of ordinary people.

"Hey, is this a threat to us? Did Lu Heming notify him in advance on purpose?"

"Don't talk nonsense. You can tell by the look on Meng Jiajun's face that today is the first time to see Leng Yi. He is excited and uneasy at the same time! We just happened to meet him at the right time!"

"It's so unlucky. How can we arrange to meet here? It's destined to be no good fruit!"

The rich man stood up and talked in a low voice, his expression was very solemn and he felt like he was about to bleed.

While they were discussing, the most imposing middle-aged man in the front, with an ordinary appearance and a scar on his forehead, suddenly took a step forward and shouted:

"Servant Meng Jiguo, the eldest son of the sixteenth generation, pays homage to the master! My ten brothers are all grand masters. I am the strongest, the peak master, and I can turn my true energy into Dao!"

"If the master has any test, just raise it, all the slaves will go through fire and water, no matter how hard they die!"

While speaking, he clasped his fists in both hands, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder, which shocked people's hearts.

The glass on the bar was shattered immediately, and none of them could bear the force of his fist.

Even Qinglong and Yu Luocha nearly flew backwards.

As for the few rich men, they retreated again and again, almost walking out of the gate.

They are showing their strength to avoid being looked down upon by their masters.

After all, what I just said was a bit too hurtful.

Leng Yi didn't care, he didn't even lift his clothes, and said calmly:
"Okay, if you have your strength, I don't need to take the assessment! Your next mission must not be missed, and you may face repeated attacks, so you must be tough, powerful, show your prestige, and don't embarrass me!"

He thought of the difficulty of Bruce Lee's support, and the death of his two sons, he imagined how intense it would be.

"I will not embarrass the master! We are willing to accept the assessment!"

In an instant, the three people from 110 all clasped their fists and roared loudly.

All of a sudden, the chandelier on the ceiling was shaking constantly, the tables and chairs on the ground rumbled, and the wine bottles on the front bar rattled and collided.

Truly a humbling scene.

Even an army may not have such power.

The key is that they are only loyal and cold, and they go through fire and water without hesitation.

Leng Yi felt that the system was too awesome. At first, he was just doing tasks with Meng Tian, ​​but now he has developed such a large family.

It seems that over time, many things will undergo qualitative changes.

"Look at you, you are busy and dusty, you don't look like you have eaten yet, now eat immediately, at the dinner table, let's see who we are!"

Leng Yi waved his hand and asked people to deal with their meals.

"Yes!"

After answering again, the excitement on their faces eased a lot, and they sat down one after another, not wantonly watching.

It was true that I sat on the train all night, ran tens of thousands of meters when I got off, and sat there for more than half an hour. I was already hungry.

However, even if they were hungry, they still sat still, waiting for the food to come up.

"Go ahead and treat them well. They are all good at it! It's up to you to learn as much as you can!"

Leng Yi asked Qinglong to entertain them to avoid being too boring.

Then he said aloud:

"I want to talk to them about something today, don't be anxious! Qinglong is responsible for contacting you."

All the Meng family soldiers cupped their hands, signaling him to be busy first.

"Jade Rakshasa, let's go!"

Leng Yi took his personal secretary and headed towards where many rich men were.

Many waiters at a jar of wine asked Qinglong what food he should order.

It didn't open in the morning, but there were eleven tables in an instant, which was enough to make up for all the losses.

In order to take care of their feelings, Qinglong directly ordered ten hard dishes, four cold dishes, and two soups.

The waiters didn't dare to get within three meters of them, and they ducked and dodged to the side.

The eyes of everyone in the Meng Family Army were not on them at all, and they followed Leng Yi closely, wanting to see what he was going to do.

It is said that when the master is doing things, they should not say too much.

But it’s okay to play it by ear.

Leng Yi didn't care what they thought, he walked straight to the table where many rich people were sitting and sat down directly.

"Isn't everyone here yet? Then wait, I really have no sense of time!"

Standing behind him, Yu Luocha could not help curling her lips as her eyes moved over the rich men.

His physical fitness and strength are incomparable to those of Meng Jiajun sitting in the hall.

Squeezing them to death is like squeezing a bunch of ants to death.

The gap is too big.

The five or six rich men who followed behind were all face down, trembling all over, not even daring to look at Leng Yi.

There are so many strong men sitting next to them, they don't know how they died!

It was really scary to blow the wine bottle in one breath.

(End of this chapter)