Fatty looked at Su Hao's expression and swallowed his saliva.
"This, Brother Su, God Su, I can make a bead for you, but I do not provide any services myself. But you're my benefactor... Why don't you... be gentle to me?"
Boom!
Su Hao kicked this brat away with his leg.
Damn!
He really couldn't stand this Fatty!
This Fatty has a thick face, and he is also a professional esper himself. After struggling to get himself out from the wall, he only awkwardly muttered to himself, "Who asked you to look at me with such an expression? It's the same as those wolves when they look at my custom-made beauties..."
Swish!
Su Hao rolled his eyes, and his killing intent soared.
Fatty instantly shut up.
"Come here." Su Hao said.
"Oh." Fatty obediently stepped forward.
Su Hao frowned and carefully examined him, "Try and put your guard down on your sea of consciousness."
