405: C405 Good Intentions like a Donkey's Liver and Lungs

C405 Good Intentions like a Donkey's Liver and Lungs

Third Company General!

Completely dead!

Looking at the "handsome" Qin Daoming, who could not move, his eyes widened.

F * ck, he was going to die just like that? What was going on?

Up until now, he hadn't even regained his senses.

"Second Uncle, you lost..." Seeing that Qin Daoming didn't speak for a long time, Qin Luo kindly reminded him.

Did he lose? He had indeed lost.

Qin Daoming was so angry that he almost ground his teeth into pieces. He glared at Qin Luo with hatred. "One more round!"

Ten minutes later, Zhao Ming's two "cars" once again killed Qin Daoming.

"One more round!"

Eight minutes later, he lost again.

"One more round!"

This time, Qin Luo only used five minutes.

The time was shorter and shorter. Qin Daoming lost more and more miserably each time. In the end, Qin Daoming even lost his bald head.

At this moment, Qin Daoming's wolf-like eyes were wide open. His entire body was trembling, as if he wanted to eat someone.

"Second Uncle, are you still going to play?" Qin Luo asked curiously.

"I'm not going to continue." Qin Daoming suddenly stood up and left without saying a word.

Go down? How?

Qin Luo was getting more and more powerful with each round. The time he took to defeat Qin Luo was getting shorter and shorter with each round.

He even lost his bald head in the last round!

Wait a minute... Was this something done by humans?

"Second Uncle!" Qin Luo shouted as he watched Qin Daoming's back.

There was another question in his heart that he hadn't asked his Second Uncle.

That was Qin Li's identity.

"Is there something else? Is Qin Li really your daughter?" Qin Luo asked.

"What do you want to say?"

"Do you want to take some time to do a personal appraisal?"

... ""

Listen, is this what a person can say?

For some reason, Qin Daoming had the urge to kill Qin Luo with a single slash.

After giving Qin Luo a fierce glance, Qin Daoming turned around and left.2

He was afraid that he would be angered to death by talking to Qin Luo.

"Er... Did I say something wrong?" Qin Luo looked at Qin Daoming, who was gradually disappearing from his sight. To be honest, everything he said was for Qin Daoming's good, but why didn't Qin Daoming appreciate it?

After a simple dinner, Qin Daoming hastily stood up.

When he left, he didn't even take a look at Qin Luo.

This made Qin Luo feel as if his good intentions were like a donkey's liver and lungs.

Emmm...

Beishan Fourth Middle School, school field.

There were a lot of people under the flag, and at a glance, it was full of big heads.

They were staring at the not-so-tall figure below the flag with a pair of scarlet eyes.

The flag raising ceremony today was not used as usual. Beishan Fourth Middle School had welcomed some special guests.

This guest was young, seventeen or eighteen years old, and he had a familiar face. A few months ago, he even sat in a classroom with them and studied hard. He worked hard to become a white rice bug.

But now, he had become the idol of his students, the pride of his teacher, and the reputation of Fourth Middle School!

He was none other than the youngest professor in the history of the Yanjing University, Qin Luo.

"Qin Luo, say something to everyone." As he spoke, Zhou Rann didn't care whether Qin Luo agreed or not, and directly put the microphone into Qin Luo's hand.

As a top student, and a top student who had maxed out his skills.

Qin Luo took the microphone with a smile and said in a gentle voice, "First of all, let me introduce myself. My name is Qin Luo, and I am currently a student of Grade 12 Class 7. Thank you, Principal Zhou, for giving me this opportunity, so that I can have a chance to chat with everyone... "

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