Chapter 1390

But it's a pity that he met Qin Luo, and he was a systematic Xueba.

"The speed is OK..." Qin Luo smiles and says: "but the lethality is not enough."

Scorn, the scorn of red fruit, Qin Luo, this is the contempt of red fruit.

At this moment, John's anger rose a lot.

"Professor Qin, I wanted to give you a decent way to die, but now I've changed my mind. I'm going to break your five limbs completely and let you die in pain!"

Five limbs?

Hearing this, Qin Luo's crotch was cool.

It's cruel. It's really cruel. You say that others break limbs. Why do you add one more limb?

This is not to look at Xueba as a person, or what?

Thinking of this, Qin Luo clenched his fist with his right hand, and then burst out with a fist.

"Counterattack? Funny... "

When he insisted on the situation, John sneered at him and went straight to Qin Luo's fist.

Zhang has always restrained his fist, and Qin Luo is nothing in his eyes

"Bang!"

"Wipe..."

There was a clear bone crack.

John's intuitive palm seemed to be hit head-on by a high-speed train, and it exploded directly.

Push the pedal.

Strong inertia made John step back.

Muddle force, capital muddle force.

John was in a daze.

He had no idea that he would lose, and it was so neat.

One punch, only one punch, Qin Luo abandoned one of his hands.

The sharp pain constantly stirred his nerves, sweat covered his forehead, the fierce pain forced John to come back from shock.

"No, it's absolutely impossible. I don't believe it!" John's face turned red and he growled in shame and anger.

He was defeated, and still defeated in Qin Luo's hands.

Once this news spreads out, he will become the laughing stock of the whole dark world!

No, absolutely not. He can't let that happen!

"Die!" With a roar of anger, John shot out of his body, waving his left hand, and killed Qin Luo.

His goal is very clear, straight to Qin Luo's throat.

"Die!"

Qin Luo secretly shakes his head, right hand eliminates silent clench fist..

"Bang!"

After a light sound, John flew out like a broken kite, his eyes closed, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Clapping his hands, Qin Luo took out the phone from his pocket and dialed the number of 999 reporting center.

After a simple negotiation, Qin Luo turned and walked toward the airport.

After a few minutes, Qin Luo and Qin Guotao had a smooth round.

"Why have you been there so long?" Qin Guotao asked.

"When old friends meet, they always talk a little more."

"And the friend?"

After counting the time, Qin Luo said, "it should be sent to the hospital now..."

Hospital? Wait a minute, don't you just have a chat? Can you talk to the hospital?

How to listen, it's all like storytelling.

"Can I help you?" Qin Guotao road.

"You can't help him..." Shrugging his shoulders, Qin Luo said with a smile, "only the judge can help him..."

Judge?

MMP！ Here, where can Qin Guotao not know the meaning of Qin Luo.

The old man just now was not Qin Luo's friend, but Qin Luo's enemy!

"Be at risk next time!" Bite your teeth, said Qin Guotao.

Risk?

Qin Luo gave a light smile.

In other people's eyes, it's an adventure, but in Qin Luo's eyes, it's all routine operation