Retribution

"Aiya, isn't this Senior Brother Chen Dong? Intercepting me here, are you going to treat me to a

meal? " Xia Ping raised his eyebrows. He could see that the leader of this group of elite students

was the elite student Chen Dong, an expert at the seventh level of the Martial Master realm.

"Treat my ass!"

Chen Dong gritted his teeth. Because of this incident, he had lost hundreds of thousands of points.

It was a huge loss. He had lost several years of savings and even owed usury. Many people

wanted to settle the score with him.

It could be said that he was a complete pauper. Even his girlfriend had abandoned him because of

this incident, but this guy actually wanted him to treat him to a meal. It was simply a dream.

"If you don't want to treat me, then forget it. A good dog doesn't block the way."

Xia Ping waved his hand and was about to walk in.

"Stop right there!"