Bibi Dong Signed In In The Belly, And He Was Born As A Titled Douluo

Chapter 51 The Third Battalion!

In the underground concentration camp where day and night were unclear, Qian Julei lived more comfortably.

Gradually, he has achieved perfect control of his own soul power, and he can shoot casually, and most people really can’t see that he is a super Douluo.

Estimating the days, signing in happily in the underground concentration camp, and getting the first spirit ring reward for a hundred days, it was pretty good.

The third camp.

This is regarded as the strongest underground camp.

Qianju Lei took root here, and silently began to build his forces.

With his sufficient Medicine Pill resources, he plans to train a dozen members to form a strong team, and he will be more at ease with his own people in the future.

The girl he rescued that day was just a humble orphan before she met Qianju Lei, but after that, she was the first selected member of the team.

Such as receiving the unprecedented good fortune, after eating Qianjulei’s Medicine Pill, she not only remained unscathed, but also awakened the rose Martial Soul in her body.

She knows how to cherish opportunities, and admires Qian Julei from the bottom of her heart.

However, although everything seemed to be developing as Qian Julei thought, the voice of doubt in the concentration camp has not been cut off from the beginning.

When the time passed for about three days, Qian Julei started recruiting troops in the third battalion.

What followed was a crush of followers behind him.

The concentration camp is not big, and Qian Julei’s reputation has spread throughout the camp, and in the third camp, there are countless eager voices.

Some people with supernatural powers have faintly received tips, confirming that Qian Julei is the son of the Pope, which confirms the idea of ​​following.

Although the third battalion is mostly young girls, it already has an autonomous combat power system, and there are even groups of three to five parties, which have become a group of basic teams.

What Qian Julei wanted were the strongest people from a few party members, but those few had a sense of resistance to Qian Julei.

In the belief that they would rather be chicken heads than phoenix tails, they wanted to be their own bosses in the concentration camps. They didn’t catch a cold for Qian Julei’s solicitation.

On this day, upon hearing the news that Qian Julei was coming, several teams directly assembled together, intending to boycott Qian Julei together.

Before Qianjulei arrived in the dark room of the rally, he was frantically propped up the defensive barrier, but these young people were so weak that they were crushed to the ground!

Qian Julei opened his mouth and sighed. The defensive barrier within it was cracked every inch. How could it be possible for a few spirit masters like mobs to stop Title Douluo’s footsteps?

In a blink of an eye, Thousand Ju Lei came, without a word, he cleared the table directly, and sat at the top in a high-profile manner.

Many young people have witnessed the arrival of the Pope’s sons to such an extent that they can only bow their heads and worship, and dare not presumptuously.

It was also at this time that the head teenagers of those teams were still dissatisfied.

“What can someone who looks younger than me bring to me? Isn’t this delaying everyone’s practice?”

“Cheating us to die for him, in less than three years, I will start to attack the soul, if I follow you halfway and get killed, then I am not too unlucky!”

At this time, a young man with yellow hair said directly with dissatisfaction.

Hearing this, some people began to question the authenticity of Qian Julei, especially his behavior in the rumors was too mysterious, and they doubted him even more.

As the discussion sounded, more people were dissatisfied.

At this time, another person began to complain, saying: “That is, a person of such a young age, holding his father’s treasure and fame, and acting as a blessing here, is really too deceptive.”

“Hmph, a trash who depends on his background and wants to lead us. It is really a shame to my third camp!”

At this moment, a genius girl who claims to be the strongest in the third battalion, directly snorted and said disdainfully.

“Hush, cold pupil sister, you see his face has changed ……”

Beside her, someone immediately whispered to persuade.

After a few people’s trials, this made the irony of others bolder.

But at this moment, outside the dark room, the old instructor shook his head and sighed faintly when he heard their ridicule.

These days he was shocked to find that this kid, even he dare not touch.

“What if I heard it?”

At this moment, the girl named “Leng Tong” raised her voice, turned towards Qianju Lei, and said loudly, “A idiot who doesn’t know her identity, what’s so great!”

“Even if it is the son of the pope, what can we not come over and delay us! What is our hard practice? Although the people in the concentration camp have low lives, it is not anyone who wants to pick it up!”

“that’s right!”

“Yes, this kid is too crazy. The first and second battalions have done a good job these days, and now they are blatantly trying to come to the third battalion! How could it be possible!”

For a time, many people’s dissatisfaction was raised.

“Shoot him away!”

“Leave some space for our third battalion, don’t want to sway you and me! Shoot him out!”

Immediately, this group of people became more rampant, and more and more, a group of people began to cling together and booze.

When the wall heard this, the old instructor frowned and wanted to stand up, but behind him, a crisp voice rang: “The master does not need our help.”

“You…” The old instructor suddenly turned his head when he heard the voice, and suddenly realized that it was a little girl.

The spirit power of this little girl is as good as mine! when……

“Get out!”

“He is not qualified to lead us!”

“What trash team, bah! It’s worthless!”

At this moment, someone said disdainfully, completely ignoring the status of the Pope’s son.

At this moment, beside Lengtong, a white-clothed young man stood tall, his eyes a little triumphant, and said: “You are not so good? It is not a crime to provoke the son of the Pope. Moreover, the first and second battalion people provoke him, and it ends. It’s not very good…”

“Yes, I am not qualified to be our leader. Talking about the team, someone will provoke him sooner or later!” Leng Tong said.

There is no doubt that this cold pupil, among these people, is not low in status, almost the existence of Big Sister.

Seeing the crowds surging, Qian Julei slowly stepped forward.

Calmly and slightly leisurely said: “So, are you still very dissatisfied with me? Don’t you want to join, do you?”

At this moment, Qian Julei spoke suddenly, and the teenagers present suddenly fell silent.

Anyway, Qianju Lei also shocked some people, and the deterrent power is naturally there.

“Anyone who is dissatisfied with me can say it directly. I am a very enlightened person.”

Qian Julei didn’t feel unhappy at all, instead he smiled.

But Qian Julei’s smile made those who looked directly at him shudder.

Qian Julei’s expression of laughter gave him an illusion, as if he was a wild beast, exposing its mouth, licking its bright white fangs, and staring at a group of lambs.