Oh, Hello, can I brush the score? Qin Luo eyebrows a pick, once again started the car.
Out of stock, out of stock
Qin Luo has done it more than ten times in a row.
Back into the car?
"Oh, ha ha..." Looking at that non-stop in and out of the coach car, Tian Lin completely muddled.
At this moment, he finally understood Qin Luo's intention.
He just wants to teach himself how to drive.
"Classmate Qin, wait!" After a while, Tian Lin stamped her feet and called Qin Luo out.
As a class flower in the bioengineering Department of Beishan University, there are not 100 or 80 people chasing her, but she is still single.
This time, she finally took the initiative to chat up, but Qin Luo? He treats himself completely as a student!
Looking at the changes of Tian Lin's face, Qin Luo suddenly felt a little flustered.
He looked at each other carefully, weakly said: "or I am demonstrating again?"
Are you demonstrating it again?
Tian Lin's heart a sour, ferocious stare at Qin Luo, pedal pedal pedal pedal to the distance.
What national husband, what genius learn bully, all die.
She swore to God that she never wanted to see Qin Luo again.
Looking at Tian Lin's far away back, Qin Luo is confused. As a bully, he can't understand the world of learning dregs.
Of course, Qin Luo did not do too much entanglement in this matter. In essence, Tian Lin is just a "learning slag".
However, there are not a thousand or eight hundred learning dregs at Qin Luo's feet. Tian Lin just can't even rank among them.
Shaking his arm, Qin Luo walked toward home.
In one day, he has finished subject one and subject two. He can get his driver's license the day after tomorrow
"Qin Luo, right?"
As he passed the corner of the street, a gloomy voice came from his ear.
Qin Luo slightly a Leng, subconsciously looked up.
I saw a strong man with a height of 1.8 meters and a weight of 260.
He had a shaven head, a black vest and tattoos on his arms.
Only a glance, you can see his identity - Social brother.
Hello, social brother. Goodbye.
As a famous Xueba in Beishan, Qin Luogen didn't bother to argue with a gangster.
Qin Luo glanced at him faintly and walked around him to the distance.
Ignore, red fruit ignore!
And still ignored by a high school student.
Liu Jun suddenly anxious eyes, he stretched out his right hand, angry grasp to Qin Luo's shoulder.
At this time, Qin Luo suddenly said, "wait a minute!"
"What, scared? I tell you it's late! If you don't want to leave today, you don't want to leave. " Liu Jun fiercely cheered.
Leave? I didn't even want to leave.
Qin Luo's light smile, glance at all directions.
There's no one around!
At this moment, Qin Luo was completely relieved.
To make a joke on a battle is to seek death!
Seeing this situation, Liu Jun eyebrows a pick, is a punch.
The style of boxing is fierce and the momentum is extraordinary. If ordinary people are hit, they will be hit by one fist.
In this regard, Qin Luo smiles, steps back, and lightly avoids Liu Jun's inevitable attack.
"You're good, boy." Liu Jun eyebrows a pick, pupil flash a touch of surprise.
Just good? Ha ha
Qin Luo disdained a smile, way: "on your level, I can play ten!"
For a moment, Liu Jun's face suddenly sank.
This time, not just ignore that simple, but the provocation of red fruit.
As a well-known rascal in Beishan City, Liu Jun is not only invincible in Beishan, but also a good player of all kinds.