Chapter Five Hundred and Fifty Seventh Will Be Retribution

"Oh, isn't this Senior Brother Chen Dong? Do you want to invite me to dinner when you stop me here?" Xia Ping raised his eyebrows, and he could see that the group of elite students led by the elite student Chen Dong, the seventh-level martial artist 's master.

"Please fuck!"

Chen Dong gritted his teeth. Because of this incident, he lost hundreds of thousands of points, and the losses were heavy. He lost his savings for several years, and even owed usury loans. Many people wanted to settle accounts with him.

It can be said that he is a complete pauper, even his girlfriend abandoned him because of this matter, but this guy actually wants him to invite him to dinner, which is just a dream.

"It's fine if you don't ask, a good dog won't stand in the way."

Xia Ping waved his hand, raised his foot and wanted to walk in.

"Stop for me!"

Chen Dong shouted angrily: "Don't pretend to be arrogant here, how dare you pretend to be innocent here?! If it wasn't for you, who maliciously hyped this matter and brought us into this game, how could we have lost so much this time? Some people even went bankrupt and couldn't pay for their food tomorrow."

"You have to give me an explanation today!"

Many people glared at Xia Ping. They all suffered heavy losses in this incident. They didn't know how much they lost. Since the school couldn't compensate them, they would naturally find someone who should compensate.

As the culprit, Xia Ping, of course, should be obliged.

"An explanation?" Xia Ping sneered, "You didn't explain it to me when you were making money, and now you want me to explain it when you lost money. Is there such a reason?"

"You want me to explain, who will explain to me!"

He was very upset. A group of poor people who had lost all their money still wanted to ask him for an explanation. It seemed that they wanted him to compensate these people for their losses.

If he really lost, wouldn't other elite students swarm up? No amount of money is enough!

And this group of people really treat themselves as soft persimmons, thinking that he can be bullied casually, and that if they want to blackmail him, they can succeed? !

Chen Dong sneered: "Are you still pretending here?! Tell me how much money you made this time, but I have inquired about it with others. The price you sold is five times, so you can't fake it."

"By simple math,

You have earned at least 13 million points this time, and you have earned so much, shouldn't you compensate us for a little loss? ! "

"If it weren't for us, why would you earn so many points, and we have a share of the benefits!"

He has already investigated this matter clearly, and also knows how many points Xia Ping has earned.

Other elite students also looked at Xia Ping with jealousy. They suffered heavy losses this time, at least hundreds of thousands, and some even lost hundreds of thousands or millions of points.

But this kid has earned more than 10 million points in vain. The gap is too big. They are unbalanced in their hearts, so they want to get a share of the pie, extort a sum, and make up for the shortfall.

"Indeed, I just made so much money, but this is based on my own ability, it's none of your business!" Xia Ping squinted and looked at the group of elite students.

"Damn, it's true."

"We all lost hundreds of thousands, hundreds of thousands, and this guy made more than 10 million."

"It's so irritating, how can he make so much money, God is so unfair."

"If this kid was one step late, he would definitely lose millions, and the gravity chamber would be rotten in his hands, but he ran too fast."

"All this money is black money, and they are all plundering us."

A group of elite students gritted their teeth. Although they had expected it for a long time, when they heard Xia Ping admit that they were all mad with jealousy, they wished to rob Xia Ping of all the wealth and take it for themselves.

"As long as you admit it, it's fine."

Chen Dong looked at Xia Ping insidiously, and shouted: "Hurry up and hand over all the money you earn, and make up for the shortfall for us people, otherwise you will earn so much black money, you will have no sex, and you will be punished for giving birth to a son. ."

His vicious curse.

"Retribution? A group of bereaved dogs who have lost their pants and want to ask me for money to make up for the shortfall?! I don't know how to write the word "death", so if you want to ask me for money, you can kneel immediately. Giving you tens of thousands of points is a small matter."

Xia Ping looked at these people with a sneer.

"What did you say?!"

Hearing this, the lungs of a group of elite students exploded, and they couldn't believe what they heard.

"You bastard, even a junior dares to talk to a senior like this, do you know how much you have?!" An elite student suddenly became furious and violent.

With a bang, a huge airflow erupted from his body, spraying out from the 18,000 pores, with his body as the center, creating a terrifying aura that shook the surrounding students out, showing the sixth level of martial arts. the power of the sky.

With a slap, he held it with a big hand, condensing Qi into a knife, containing devastating vitality, and slashing towards Xia Ping with a knife in the air, as if splitting the earth in half, with amazing momentum.

Xia Ping didn't even look at it.

I don't know how many times the power of this palm has increased compared to the previous one. It already contains a trace of motionless in all directions, and the heart is like a Tathagata.

His palm contains Buddha light, solemn and solemn, and has the power to subdue demons and subdue demons.

Boom!

The elite student let out a shrill scream, his sword technique was completely cracked, and it was smashed into pieces with one palm, and even the qigong on his body was torn apart within a second.

His whole body was slapped firmly on the chest by this palm, and a clearly visible palm print was made abruptly, and his body flew out backwards.

It flew for hundreds of meters in mid-air, and with a thud, it finally hit the ground hard, breaking more than a dozen bones in the body, and severely injured all the internal organs, like a turtle lying on the ground.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The elite student screamed again and again, his face was flushed, he was extremely embarrassed, and was slapped flying by a junior apprentice, and was beaten to the ground like a turtle, still in front of many classmates, this is simply a loss of face.

"You don't have the ability to learn from others. Do you know how I feel about beating people? Senior, you are a little too self-sufficient. Today, junior, I will teach you one thing. Don't be arrogant in school in the future. The tail is human."

Xia Ping looked down at the elite student condescendingly: "Otherwise, if someone like you is beaten once, even if I hit your girlfriend, I won't recognize you, understand?"

He clenched his fists.

"Pfft!" The elite student couldn't take it anymore, his lungs exploded with anger, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his eyelids turned white, and he was actually fainted by the anger.

He was narrow-minded and thin-skinned, and he couldn't stand such humiliation at all.