Chapter 557: Will be retribution

"Oh, isn't this Chen Dong brother? I am intercepting here, do you want to invite me to dinner?" Xia Ping picked up his eyebrows and saw the group of elite students, namely the elite student Chen Dong, the martial artist seven heavens. Master.

"Please have a fart!"

Chen Dong gritted his teeth, because he lost hundreds of thousands of points in this case, the loss was heavy, the savings for several years were lost, and even the loan sharks were owed. Many people wanted to find him.

It can be said that he is a thoroughly poor man, even his girlfriend abandoned him because of this incident, but this is actually wanting him to invite dinner, is simply a dream.

"If you don't please, the good dog doesn't stop."

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

"Give me a stop!"

Chen Dong screamed: "Don't you put garlic here, actually dare to pretend to be innocent here?! If it is not you guy, malicious speculation, we will introduce us into this game, how can we lose so much this time, Some people even went bankrupt, and tomorrow’s food expenses could not be obtained."

"Today you have to give me an account!"

Many people are roaring Xia Ping. They all suffered heavy losses in this incident. They don’t know how much money they lost. Since the school can’t pay them, they naturally look for people who should pay compensation.

Xia Ping, who is the chief culprit, should of course be obliged.

“A confession?” Xia Ping sneered. “You didn’t tell me when you made the money. Now I want to give me an explanation when I lose money. Is there such a reason?”

"You want me to give an explanation, who will tell me!"

He is very unhappy, a group of poor people who have lost money, actually want to find him to explain, it seems to look at them, but also want him to compensate for the loss of these people.

If he still really loses, aren’t other elite students swarming? How much money is not enough for the body!

Moreover, this group of people really used themselves as soft persimmons, thinking that he could be bullied casually. If he wanted to blackmail him, he would be successful in extortion. !

Chen Dong sneered aloud: "You are still here?! Tell me how much you have earned this time. I have inquired with others that the price you sell is five times, and you can't do it."

"With simple mathematics, you earned at least 13 million points this time. You earned so much. Shouldn't you compensate us for a loss?!"

"If it weren't for us, why do you earn so many points, and the benefits of this are also one of us!"

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

Other elite students are also very jealous watching Xia Ping, they suffered heavy losses, at least lost more than 100,000, and some people lost hundreds of thousands, millions of points.

However, this kid has earned more than 10 million points in vain. The gap is really too big. They are unbalanced in their hearts. They want to divide a book and extort a penny to make up for the deficit.

"Indeed, I just earned so much, but this is based on my own skills, this is your ass!" Xia Ping glanced at the elite students.

"Oh, it really is true."

"We have lost more than a hundred thousand, hundreds of thousands, and we have earned more than 10 million."

"It’s too irritating, he can make so much, and it’s too unfair to be honest.”

"If this kid takes a step late, he must have lost millions, and the gravity room is all in his hands, but he runs too fast."

"The money is all black money, it is plundering us."

A group of elite students gnash their teeth, although they have long been expected, but I heard that Xia Ping admits that they are all maddening, and they want to rob all the wealth of Xia Ping, for their own sake.

"Since you admit it."

Chen Dong’s eyes looked at Xia Ping insidiously and yelled: “Hurry up and hand over all the money you earned, and make up for those people to make up for the deficit. Otherwise, you will earn so much money, and your son will have no ** and will be retribution. ""

His vicious curse.

"Retribution? A group of dogs who lost their trousers and lost their trousers, but also want to ask me for money, make up for the deficit?! I don't know how to write the dead words, I want to ask for the money, I will kneel down and I feel comfortable. It is also a small matter to reward you with tens of thousands of points."

Xia Ping looked at these people with a sneer.

"what did you say?!"

Upon hearing this, a group of elite students were mad at the lungs and could not believe what they heard in their ears.

"Miscellaneous things, a junior dare to talk to the seniors like this, do you know how many pounds you have?" An elite student suddenly became angry and violent.

A bang, a huge airflow from his body, ejected from the 18,000 pores, centered on his body, created a horrible gas field, and shocked the surrounding students to show the six divisions of the martial arts. The power of the day.

With a bang, he held a big hand and condensed his sword. It contained a devastating vitality. When the air slashed toward Xia Ping, it seemed as if the earth was split in two, and the momentum was amazing.

Xia Ping does not look at it, it is a palm shot, not moving like a palm!

The power of this palm does not know how many times it has been raised before. It already contains a hint of all-in-one, the taste of the heart, and the strength is just fierce, like the same Buddha King Kong.

His palms contain Buddha light, solemn and solemn, and have the power to descend the demon.

Boom!

The elite student made a scream of screaming, his knife was cracked clean, and his palm was smashed, and even his qigong was torn in less than a second.

The whole person was evenly photographed on the chest by the palm of his hand. He made a clear visible palm print and the body flew out.

Flying in the air for hundreds of meters, squatting, and finally squatting on the ground, the body bones were broken more than a dozen, the internal organs were hit hard, as if the turtles were generally on the ground.

"Ah!"

The elite student screamed again and again, his face was red, and he was so angry that he was stunned by a schoolmate, hitting the ground like a tortoise, or in front of many students, this is simply losing face.

"I didn't have the skills to learn from others. Have you ever understood my feelings? I am a little too self-sufficient. I am teaching my brother today to teach you something. Don't be arrogant at school in the future. The tail is a man."

Xia Ping looked down at the elite student: "Otherwise, like you, I will see you once, and you will not recognize you when you hit your girlfriend. Do you understand?"

He clenched his fists.

"Oh!", the elite students couldn't stand it anymore, and the lungs were all blown up. A blood spurted out, and the eyelids were white, and they were directly fainted.

He is narrow-minded and his face is very thin, and he can't stand such humiliation.