In a daze, he was severely thrown to the ground, with a kick to his chest.
The protective shell caved in, which showed how much force the other person used.
Xue Huiyi was still not satisfied. In her frantic state, she wished that the people in front of her would just die, for none to live.
The carefully gained thing was snatched away, and it was taken by the person she hated the most; she couldn't get over it.
She stomped on Hu Ping's head, showing no mercy at all.
"Do you want to show your brutality in front of everyone?"
Su Xiaocai's voice floated into her ears like a faint mist, making Xue Huiyi suddenly sober, blankly staring at the person on the ground.
Hu Ping, who was heavily struck, clutched his chest, experiencing the treatment of a cannon-fodder character in a novel.
With his top-tier appearance, becoming a foil was already laughable enough.
