Underworld Player Chapter 115 - Lost 100 Million

"What the f—!"

Su Long turned to glare at the one who had rudely interrupted his fun as he roughly shoved the hand away.

"Pick it up yourself, and leave me the fuck alone!" he yelled, waving his hand in a shooing motion.

He knew who it was. They may have been classmates, but Su Long harbored no goodwill toward that antisocial creep who skipped class, more often than not, to spend all his time playing video games. The fact that he was more handsome was irritating, to be sure, but more importantly, this douche had become the enemy of every boy on campus.

The scoundrel who burned through seven girlfriends in the three months since he started school... Actually, eight now, including the fallen campus belle. Seeing one man bag so many chicks left the perennially-single male students feeling deeply triggered. Did he think he was better than them just because he had that stupid face with those attractive features?

Nobody had expected the campus bell to fall for this schmuck, but there had been clear photographic evidence of them coming to school together.

In a depressing world where pretty people could get away with murder, the people bayed for the blood of those like Bai Zhi, who were universally despised. Su Long's reaction was perfectly understandable.

But before he could face Bai Zhi, the hand returned with a force many times greater than before, squeezing so hard that it threatened to snap his bones.

"I said, would you mind picking that pen up for me, friend?"

The voice was the same, but coupled with what felt like the weight of a mountain on his shoulder, Su Long clearly felt the tables turning.

Su Long was 185 centimeters tall and weighed 90 kilograms, and no stranger to a basketball court, but he was sure that he'd never met anyone this strong.

He looks so scrawny, too... Where the heck does this bastard's power come from?

As he glanced out the corner of his eye at an amiably-smiling Bai Zhi, Su Long had no choice but to bow before the sheer strength of his grip.

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Bai Zhi was actually feeling quit

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