Chapter 907

"Never heard of it."

Although some lost, but Qin Luo is not angry, his face is still with a smile: "I am a professor of Yanjing University."

Just as soon as Qin Luo's voice fell, a burst of laughter broke out in the whole bar.

A professor, even dare to challenge Jonathan, this is tired of crooked or famous.

"Poor young man, it's stupid to read."

"I've heard that the most annoying thing for Jonathan is the reader, and this young man named qinluo is going to suffer."

"If you have the ability to save beauty, if you don't, it's called asking for trouble."

“……”

Yes, in this mixed bar, there is only one truth: fist!

Whoever has a big fist makes sense.

Now, Jonathan's fist is bigger than qinluo's.

"Dear Professor, this is not a school. It's useless to get good grades here. The only thing to compare here is whose fist is big enough and whose heart is tough enough!"

"Let me teach you what rules are."

As he spoke, Jonathan moved.

He raised the palm of a palm the size of a PU fan, and directly faced Qin Luo's handsome face.

It's enough to read well, but I'm pretty good-looking.

Jonathan was particularly disliked of such people.

Ten centimeters, five centimeters, three centimeters

Closer, closer.

At this moment, all the people were staring at Qin Luo, for fear of missing a trace of details.

Most of the people who hang out in bars come for excitement.

I'm very happy to see this bloody scene.

However, in the next second, the screen appeared, directly startled their eyes.

As soon as Jonathan's slap was about to make "intimate contact" with Qin Luo, Qin Luo suddenly moved.

He squatted down on his legs to see if he could avoid Jonathan's slap and then swing his backhand.

"Pa!" A crisp slap rang through the bar.

The next moment, Jonathan's face appeared to be a well-defined palm print.

Quiet!

Dead silence.

If you can't beat people, you'll get grass!

No one thought that things would turn out like this!

"OMG, tell me it's not real..."

"FK, am I right? Jonathan got hit? What's more, it's the face of red fruits? "

"The other party is not the block leader who is trying to find fault, is he?"

“……”

Feeling the burning pain in his face, Jonathan's face suddenly sank, and his whole body was full of cold and murderous air.

Not only did others not think of it, but also his client.

As the leader of the block, Jonathan did not say that he was invincible in the world, but he had few rivals in elegance.

He never thought that he would be slapped by a young man who seemed to be weak and gentle.

And in front of so many people!

At the thought, Jonathan's anger rose a lot.

"Good, good, boy. You've succeeded in provoking me, and you'll pay a heavy price for it!" As he spoke, Jonathan began to straighten up, and the slight look in his eyes had already disappeared, replaced by the incomparable seriousness.

Painful price?

Qin Luo, with a smile, said, "we have a saying in China. It's called: say it, make trouble. Don't make fun of Xueba."

"So do you know who you're talking to?"

"Make fun of NIMA!" He didn't care about qinluo's warning. Jonathan waved his fist and rushed at qinluo.

Learning bully? He's fighting Xueba!