Chapter 503

Ichiro Shanqian saw that a girl came out and wanted to stand up for Qin Zhao, and when he was thinking about what to do, he saw another girl who was so hard to move his eyes and dragged her back, he was really proud of himself up.

My subordinates managed to scare so many students, especially the basketball players not far from here. When they saw the knives in their hands, they all had expressions of disbelief and fear of trouble. Shanqian seems to have found the feeling of the Japanese rampant in China in the late 1930s.

Zhiren is always afraid of his own suffering and stands idly by his compatriots, Shanqian thought in his heart, the action is very chic, he threw the knife, just when he was about to reach out to catch it and then sarcasm everyone at the scene, his eyes suddenly blurred, and then he Then I realized that the knife was gone.

"Huh? Where's my knife?" No one dared to say that Shanqian was mentally retarded, but he did say such mentally retarded words. As soon as he finished talking to himself with doubts, his cheeks felt cold and then hurt. When I touched it with my hand, there was a sticky feeling, and I raised my hand subconsciously: "Scared! Why is it bleeding?"

"Here is your knife. I was worried that you would fall and hurt your foot when you threw the knife, so I took it for you. I wanted to return it to you, but I accidentally cut your cheek. Really I'm sorry." Qin Zhao smiled, holding the gleaming knife, and gestured vigorously in front of the mountain.

"Ah!" Although the knife was brought from the front of the mountain, it didn't know him as the owner. Now there was a drop of blood from the front of the mountain on the knife, which made him take a big step back with a cold light, and covered his cheeks and hissed. He shouted loudly: "Baga! You cut my face with a knife?"

"Are you Japanese? Hehe, I didn't expect Liu Fei to have great energy." Qin Zhao was startled when he heard Shanqian yelling 'Baga', and then smiled. It was indeed beyond his expectation that some Japanese came to the playground of Pearl University to find trouble, and it also made him suspect that Liu Fei, including his Japanese mother, was not as simple as it appeared on the surface: Could it be that Lao Tzu's traces were discovered? No, if the Japanese want to find trouble for themselves, they will definitely not send these few low-level people to find trouble. This is too underestimating Lao Tzu. But taking the opportunity of these idiots delivering goods to your door, let's see if there can be any surprises.

Qin Zhao asked Shanqian if he was sent by Liu Fei, not to mention that he would definitely not answer Qin Zhao's words, even if he wanted to say it, but the feeling of more and more pain on his cheeks just made him hiss and roar, 'Go! After that, the ghost rushed forward screaming wow, and punched Qin Zhao's nose with a standard straight punch.

At the same time, those subordinates he brought were also confused by the blood that suddenly appeared on the boss's face. Before they had time to think about how a physical education teacher could be so awesome, they rushed forward with the ghost screaming in front of the mountain. When he came up, the knife in his hand danced with a cold light, and he had the courage to block out the sun and destroy everything.

It has been confirmed that these people are Japanese, and Qin Zhao also forgot what he said just now that he used them as teaching materials for the students to practice, especially after seeing them all rushing forward with their teeth and claws, a sneer flashed in his eyes , didn't care about Shanqian who was rushing straight up, just kicked up quickly. With just one kick, Shanqian, who wanted to be promoted, bent over and lay on the ground clutching his crotch, rolling around indiscriminately, and screaming in pain.

This is because Qin Zhao has a little bit of the virtue of being born in heaven, and he didn't use much force in kicking him. If it was before he was influenced by so many beautiful girls, then this mountain front would not just be a matter of lying there and screaming miserably. He should ask the monks in that monastery for a higher salary after waking up...

Before and after stomping over the mountain with one foot, Qin Zhao lowered his body to avoid the two knives stabbing from behind. Grab the back of their necks with both hands, and let their foreheads hit their foreheads vigorously, and then the two dudes rolled their eyes and languished on the ground, not knowing what was going on.

After two pushes to support three people, Qin Zhao didn't give the remaining two brothers who saw something bad and turned around and wanted to run away at all. His feet swung twice in quick succession, and when he landed, the two Japanese who had been severely injured on the back of their heads were lying on the green lawn in unison, further emphasizing that Qin Zhao was standing on the ground. A stalwart body as straight as a javelin.

Mike looked at Qin Zhao with his mouth wide open. If he hadn't pinched himself hard* and felt the pain, he would have thought he was dreaming: this superficially gentle Professor Qin would kill five people in the blink of an eye. A gangster with a knife in his hand was brought down? And the movements are still so chic, those people didn't even touch his clothes! Oh my God, is this man human?

Mike thought he could kill these five gangsters, but he had to pay the price of the brand new Adidas on his body, and even had to prepare a few Band-Aids. If you want him to be in the mood to act cool after killing five people in a flash like Qin Zhao, unless, unless the skin of the black brothers turns white...

It was not only Mike who was surprised, but also Yan Ruyu who kept making trouble for Qin Zhao. It is impossible to say that she is also envious of Qin Zhao's superb kung fu like Mike, at least she thinks she has always been a lady... She was surprised only because she didn't understand how handsome a handsome man is until today. Boyfriend can't be called a handsome guy yet, he has to be able to fight...

Don't they all say this: A man with a sense of violence is a real man.

Seeing the fire-like light in Yan Ruyu's eyes, Jing Hongxue smiled triumphantly, stretched out her hand and waved in front of her eyes: "Ruyu, now you should understand why I hold you back, don't you? Hehe, let alone just a few third-rate characters, just in the hail of guns and bullets..." Speaking of this, it seems that I have talked too much, maybe it is because I can see that Yan Ruyu's eyes are not only admiration but also other things. So little meaning, so Jing Hongxue shut her mouth in a hurry, and began to regret showing off Qin Zhao with a good-looking girl.

"Jing Hong, is he really a teacher?" Fortunately, Yan Ruyu was intoxicated by Qin Zhao's coolness at this time, so she didn't hear clearly what Jing Hongxue said to her.

"At least right now? Hehe." Jing Hongxue smiled, and then took a few steps back, lest Yan Ruyu grab her and ask her about Qin Zhao.

The five people who were majestic and majestic before they came, now except for the front of the mountain crying for pain on the ground, the other four are there with their own body temperature in an attempt to warm the lawn in early spring.

Under Qin Zhao's cold gaze, bursts of cold sweat made the pain on Shanqian's body a lot worse, and the Bushido spirit also made him bite his lips tightly when the pain was a little lighter, and he was no longer stubborn. Letting out that miserable howl that made him blush. However, this does not mean that someone will stop provoking him because he has a bit of backbone. On the contrary, after seeing Shanqian stopped howling, he walked up to him slowly, and looked at him with a truly pitiful look. He glanced at it, then put a foot under his body, and then picked...

The 150-jin body that was not long but not too thin in front of the mountain suddenly flew up with Qin Zhao's seemingly random pick. Before the dazed Shanqian could react, Qin Zhao had already reached out and grabbed his collar, and looked at him without blinking: "I'll give you a minute to think about it, if you can't do it within the specified time Make sure to answer my next question with the truth, then I won't mind making you a real eunuch."

"Hehe," Shanqian just wanted to be a bachelor with a smile as if he wanted to kill and cut and let you watch, but the little brother under him was so fucking painful, he had to come if it hurt so much Hehe laughed dryly twice, then couldn't help singing softly, and at the same time dared not look at Qin Zhao's eyes that were getting more and more murderous. In the end, he simply closed his eyes: Anyway, you dare not kill me, so I won’t say anything if I come here, at worst, you send me to the police station.

If Qin Zhao hadn't been Qin Zhao, then Shanqian's rogue approach that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water might still work. It's a pity that I don't know if it's because someone pissed on his ancestral grave, anyway, today he met Qin Zhao who didn't know the law better than the ignorant gangster. Extorting confessions by torture has always been one of the latter's best skills.

In fact, it was not his fault that Qin Zhao didn't understand the law, or that he simply disregarded the laws established by various countries in the world. Think about it, if Huaxia sends a few spies who are very skilled but have scruples about this and that to work in the enemy's rear, don't think about whether they can complete the task. Resisting the "strictness" set, it is definitely that he has lived enough.

Agents are the elites of the various units, not the elites... Their own duty is to complete the task at all costs, and they can sacrifice themselves when necessary. Let me ask: A person who can even give his own life back to the country at any time, but you want to talk about laws and regulations with him, isn't this a big joke in the world of his grandma... There is more nonsense, hehe, continue own story.

"Don't tell me, right?" Seeing Shanqian closing his eyes and looking like a rascal, Qin Zhao smiled sinisterly. The smile that was different from the thawing spring breeze just now surprised Yan Ruyu who had been watching him, and then felt an inexplicable chill. She couldn't help shivering, and subconsciously hugged her arms tightly.

He, wouldn't he want to torture someone to extract a confession in broad daylight? Yan Ruyu swallowed with difficulty, glanced at Jing Hongxue quietly, and found that her expression was normal, as if she was used to this kind of beating and killing that was different from the movies.