415: C415 Contract Signing

C415 Contract Signing

"Qinghee, Miss Lee, can I trouble you to bring them out? I have some private matters that I need to discuss with Young Master Qian."

"Mr. Ning, have mercy on others and spare them. It's best not to let someone's life get killed."

Lee Wanruo's expression tensed up.

No matter what, Qian Xiaohao had happened at the Lee Family Hotel, and he was there as well.

If he was really going to be annihilated by Ning Lo, then this debt would definitely be blamed on his Lee Family.

Since he himself was a direct descendant of Lee Family, there would probably be many people in the clan who would scold and criticize him.

Therefore, although Lee Wanruo clearly knew that Ning Lo wanted to kill Qian Xiaohao, she had no choice but to stand out and speak up for him.

"Miss Lee, don't worry. I, Ning Lo, am not a homicidal maniac. Why would I kill someone? You guys go out first. The wedding is still going on. It's not good for you to stay away for too long."

"Alright, then we'll be leaving first."

Now that things had come to this point, Lee Wanruo knew that it would be a bit unreasonable if she were to say it again.

No matter what, today, Qian Xiaohao was courting death, and the Ning Lo in front of him was a benefactor of Lee Family. It would be inappropriate for him to plead on Qian Xiaohao's behalf again.

The group left the presidential suite and disappeared into the corridor.

Only Ning Lo, Qian Xiaohao and his men were left in the room.

"If you want to kill someone with the surname Ning, cut him into pieces. If you die at the hands of someone with Ning Family, it can be said that I did not live my life in vain!"

"Young Master Qian, do you really want to die?"

"Aren't you going to kill me?"

Qian Xiaohao was slightly shocked.

"Why should I kill you?"

"My men brought your woman to my room. "

"You said it was your people, but it wasn't you. Why would I want to kill you?"

Ning Lo sneered.

Even before entering the presidential chartered room, Ning Lo had already unfurled the Divine Sense. After sweeping around, he discovered the situation in the room.

He also heard the conversation between Qian Xiaohao's underlings.

It turned out that one of the eight people wanted to ask Qian Xiaohao for his help because he knew Qian Xiaohao was a good girl, so he sneakily got that pretty girl to come up and let Qian Xiaohao enjoy it.

As for Lin Qianxue, it was Qian Xiaohao's other subordinates who found out that Lin Qianxue was trying to flatter Qian Xiaohao during the wedding banquet.

If Qian Xiaohao wanted to get his hands on Qianxue, even if he had a thousand lives, it would not be enough to kill him.

Since it wasn't, then the matter had to be put in a different light.

Squeezing out all of Qian Xiaohao's useful value was the result that Ning Lo wanted right now.

"You … You want to let me go? "

"It won't be that easy!"

"What do you want?"

"It's very simple, I want you to do things for me!"

"Working for you? "How do you do things?"

Qian Xiaohao, who looked miserable before, suddenly brightened up.

"It's very simple. You have to unconditionally help me with what I want you to do. Of course, this does not apply to your life and death."

"What?!"

Aside from life and death, I have to help you with everything I have unconditionally. What's the difference between this and working for you? "

The brightness in Qian Xiaohao's eyes was replaced by shock.

"You're right, it's not that you don't want to die for me, but of course, it wouldn't be an exaggeration for you to understand that you want to become my servant."

"Servants?"

"That's right!"

Ning Lo nodded. He put one hand in his pocket, turned around and walked to the bar not far away. He picked up the red wine that had been poured by Qian Xiaohao's men and drank it in one gulp before continuing.

"Don't think it a disgrace to be my servant. You are a disciple of one of the four great clans of Hai City and possess a certain amount of resources. "The others do not have such a good chance."

"Hehe, then I have to thank Young Master Ning for liking me, Mr. Qian." "As someone's slave and working for someone else, I should actually be grateful?"

Qian Xiaohao snorted. His face was full of self-mockery.

"What, is that funny?"

Ning Lo's eyes turned cold.

He walked back to Qian Xiaohao's side.

"Being my servant and working for me doesn't sound good. But if I were to tell you that you are known as the Patriarch of the Qian Family, that you hold billions of wealth, that your Hai City can call the wind and summon the rain, that you can stir up the clouds, and that you have a longer lifespan than others, would you feel that you are at a disadvantage? "

"You." "What do you mean?"

"Haven't I made it clear enough? I never let my own people suffer, not even my servants. "Since I've chosen you, I will naturally help you ascend to the rank. After all, the things I need to do in the future far surpass your Qian Family. If you were to continue acting like this, how could you be worthy of working for me?"

"I can naturally guess, I mean can you help me become the Patriarch of Qian Family?" "Also, what's with the long lifespan?"

"For a stately Ning Family user like me, wanting to help someone get on the throne doesn't seem to be too difficult, right?"

Ning Lo smiled indifferently and immediately squatted down. He suddenly stretched his hand out and pulled out the dagger that was still nailed to Qian Xiaohao's palm as fast as lightning.

Without waiting for Qian Xiaohao to scream, he pointed at Qian Xiaohao's chin.

All of a sudden, Qian Xiaohao wanted to scream, but he couldn't.

Then, Ning Lo pinched Ning Lo's injured arm, sending strands of Upper Sky Qi into the arm.

All of a sudden, Qian Xiaohao felt a wave of warmth on his arm, and this warm feeling directly entered into his palm along with his arm.

A few seconds later, his eyes widened and his mouth grew even wider.

In front of his eyes, his bloody palm started to heal at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye.

A few minutes later, when Qian Xiaohao's hand recovered about 30-40% of its original strength, Ning Lo stopped treating the wound and poked a few more acupuncture points on his chin before standing up again.

"The rest of the wound has slowly healed. If I treat it immediately, I'm afraid it will scare some people away.

"You … You're not Ancient Martial Cultivator, you … You are the Cultivator!? "

Qian Xiaohao, who could speak again, stammered, his eyes full of shock.

"What do you think?"

"No wonder, no wonder the Ning Family is known as the Five Major Families, so that's how it is …"

Qian Xiaohao seemed to immediately understand why the Ning Family would be called the Five Great Families of the Dragon Country, while other families whose wealth and reputation seemed to be even greater than the Ning Family did not have this name.

In truth, what had come to such a level was not just the amount of wealth, but the foundation!

Other than the vast network of people in the Yanjing, as well as the vast network of people in the entire Dragon Country, there was also the identity of this Young Master Ning as a Cultivator.

If even such a young junior was a Cultivator, then what about the rest of the Ning Family?

Qian Xiaohao didn't dare to think any further, but he already had an answer in his heart.

"Young Master Ning, if I follow you, will you let me become the Cultivator?"

Lifting his head, Qian Xiaohao looked at Ning Lo with burning eyes and asked.

"I can't guarantee that everyone's cultivation talent is different. Some people can step into the Cultivation Realm, and some people don't have this blessing. I don't know if you're the lucky one. But I can guarantee that you will be able to enter the Ancient Martial Arts Stage. "

"Ancient Martial Arts Stage?"

"That's right!" Although the Ancient Martial World couldn't compare to Cultivation Realm, it was still a realm that far surpassed the realm of Superman. It would be easy to live for a hundred and eighty years. If you get the chance to step into the Cultivation Realm, living up to two hundred or two hundred years would not be too hard. "

"Do you still think it's a bad thing to be my servant when I say this?"

Ning Lo smiled playfully with half-squinting eyes.

"No loss at all, no loss at all! I succeeded after falling!"

"Young Master Ning, no need to say anything. I, Qian Xiaohao, have offended you today. I apologize to you."

Qian Xiaohao, who had lost a lot of blood, stood up shakily and bowed to Ning Lo.

"Alright, since you've chosen to follow me, there's no need for these useless things."

After patting Qian Xiaohao's shoulder, Ning Lo sent another thread of spiritual qi into Qian Xiaohao's shoulder. In an instant, the latter felt much better.

It also became clearer.

"I understand!"

"Yes."

Ning Lo nodded. Then, he bent over and smeared Qian Xiaohao's blood on the ground as he drew a Glyph Array on the floor before continuing.

"I don't believe what others are saying, so it's better to be more practical. "From now on, you can read it to me."

"Alright!"

Although he didn't know what Ning Lo was planning, Qian Xiaohao still agreed when he thought about how he could step into the ancient martial arts and control Qian Family with a long lifespan.

In the next few minutes.2

Qian Xiaohao, who was confused, followed Ning Lo and placed his arm on the array glyphs below. He recited the words taught by Ning Lo one by one.

After reading everything, an unbelievable scene appeared.

The glyph formation formed by the fresh blood on the ground emitted layer after layer of bright red light. After a while, it returned to its previous tranquility.

"Young Master Ning, this … "What's going on?"

With a mouth, Qian Xiaohao was stunned.

"Nothing, it's just that you lost too much blood and your vision was blurry."

Ning Lo smiled. Well, it's time for me to go. Here, you've packed up. Oh, that's right. I will no longer hold you accountable, but the few of them, especially those who kidnapped Qianxue, I don't want them to see the sun tomorrow.

After saying that, Ning Lo turned around and walked out of the presidential chartered room.

The moment they entered the corridor, Ning Lo quickly entered the elevator.

"I say, Zi, what kind of contract did you want me to sign with Qian Xiaohao before? Why do I feel it's different from the one you signed with me before?"

Ning Lo, the Divine Sense said to Amethyst Devil Sovereign .

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