After finishing the hotpot, Wu Bin followed the address on the flyer and headed straight to the judo dojo.
What Wu Bin didn't expect was that many people had already arrived at the dojo ahead of time, seemingly just to watch the spectacle.
And among these people were some pretty-looking women.
Seeing so many people, He Bingbing couldn't help but worry.
"Wu Bin, are you sure there won't be any problems?"
He Bingbing had always thought Wu Bin was weak physically.
After all, a fragile college student, who once got a full-body compound fracture after picking a fight.
Now he had arranged a challenge with someone from judo, who knew what would happen next?
Wu Bin said to He Bingbing with a smile, "Don't worry, I'm not what I used to be, I don't even take a small judo instructor seriously."
"Just watch me perform later, once I get the 50,000 yuan, I'll use it to cover Zhu Ling's meals."
"Yay, go brother!"
Zhu Ling was the happiest one.
