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Chapter 651 Lighting a cigarette with a gun

The one who talked to Qianjun was a white-skinned pig whose face was about to swollen. Seeing that Qianjun didn't say anything, he "intimately" put his hands around Qianjun's neck and spoke with a smile that was innocent:

"Dear baby, I heard you were very arrogant in that damn bun shop just now?"

Qianjun shook his head: "I don't." Everyone could see the extremely scared look on his face.

If Qianjun guessed well, these guys were the thugs invited by Reed and the white man.

"No? Could it be that my friend heard it wrong?" The white man shook his head and asked Reed, who was hiding behind him: "Hey, Reed, did this idiot mess with you?"

"Yes, boss, I can't remember it wrong."

Reed smiled and cursed at Qianjun: "Idiot, you should know what the result will be if you mess with me. Don't worry, I will definitely not be at the murder scene, because I still have to participate in baseball games, and I am a good citizen, no

You will kill people... But if you die unexpectedly, I will kindly ask someone to bury you, after all, if a dog dies, there will be corpses."

Reed turned and walked away, and the white man took Qianjun into the corner. The students around him looked at the guys with horror expressions. Panic and fear could be seen in their eyes. Qianjun was taken away by these villains.

Almost sentenced to death.

Qianjun was taken forward by them, and a guy behind him openly took out the rifle in his hand and showed off his flaunt: "My guys, you haven't seen anything. If anyone dares to expose the news of my murder, I

I will let his mother and his girlfriend have sex with male dogs!”

A group of students suddenly shrank their heads in fear.

A group of people came to the back of a church where we were worshipping. The white man shook Qianjun hard into the corner and laughed: "Low, do you choose to be killed by me? Or do you choose to be stabbed to death by us with a switchblade.

?”

"First of all, it feels good to be fucked by the butt." A black man blinked at Qianjun: "We will call him euthanasia when fucked to death!"

Qianjun shook his head and looked careless: "Idiots are in a hurry to kill, I have to watch baseball games!"

"Damn it, you dare to call me a fool?!" The black ghost automatically pinned Qianjun's name on his head. He had never seen such a fool before, and he was still arrogant when he died at the end of his life?

Qianjun shrugged his shoulders and answered the nigger with an innocent expression: "Did I say to you? But you do look like a fool, because your companions didn't claim this title but you claimed it!"

The nigger suddenly shouted: "I can't stand it!"

The tiger roared and raised the machete in his hand to give Qianjun a five-step blood splatter. Qianjun magnificently avoided the nigger's knife and punched the nigger's chest. The brother behind the nigger clearly saw his back as if

It was bulging out like a tumor, and it was hit hard by Qianjun with one punch!

The nigger suddenly screamed and rolled on the ground, his bones inserted into his chest.

Qianjun's fierceness did not make these thugs afraid. The facts were as last time, which aroused their ferocity. They raised their machetes and killed Qianjun. This terrible scene was passed by several students.

Seeing that, the students were so scared that they were pale and almost forgot to escape. Although it was not uncommon for killing people with a knife in Western society, it was the first time they saw this kind of open murder in higher education institutions under their noses.

When the thugs raised the bloody machetes in their hands, the students finally couldn't help but scream.

But the fierce fighting sounded overwhelmed their screams. The scene of a dozen people fighting together was so chaotic that the passing students could not see clearly what was happening in the center of the fight.

When a group of students finally responded, the battle was over. Except for Qianjun, who was standing there, holding a stream of worms, all the other villains fell to the ground. The reason why they could groan was that they had at least a life and could not move.

He was already dead.

A group of students from the University of London opened their mouths and looked at Qianjun who was extremely cool at this moment, and suddenly felt that this guy was simply cool.

One fights more than a dozen? And they fight a bunch of scattered ms? It's really exaggerating!

There was a loud "boom". Before all the onlookers could react, Qianjun even exaggeratedly pointed the gun at the crooked half of the cigarette butt and fired. He didn't know where the bullet flew.

The cigarette butts actually lit up, and Qianjun took a beautiful breath and said calmly: "Guys, the baseball game is about to begin, let's go and help!"

Oh my God! This bastard killed someone and even lighted a cigarette with a rifle?!

These students can guarantee that this is definitely the most exaggerated thing they have ever seen since childhood, no doubt about it.

Until Qianjun carried the rifle and ran towards the baseball field, a group of students looked at the countless casualties and injured, and then looked at the half-piece cigarette butt that Qianjun sucked in the trash can, and suddenly felt that it turned out to be t

There are many every year, this year it is very many!

Comfortably and warmed up, Qianjun came to the baseball stadium. Qianjun secretly found an uninhabited corner to sit down. The students following him pointed at him. At first, they shocked Qianjun's extraordinary skills and amazing courage.

After killing someone, he sat on the court watching the game without any heart. Secondly, he was shocked by the thousands of soldiers using rifles to light cigarettes, and they all wanted to get close to this modern urban strange man.

A little girl who looks like a European and American royal girl, Kardashian, came to Qianjun boldly and blushed and said, "Handsome guy, you are simply my idol. Do you have time tonight? I want to have sex with you.

Go to bed…?!”

As he said that, he blinked his eyes and looked at Qianjun, feeling pitiful.

The bold confession of Kardashian and the pitiful eyes made Qianjun shouted that he could not bear it. He could only escape in panic.

At ten o'clock, the baseball game began!

The entire baseball field was full, and Qianjun sat bored in the stands waiting for Anderson's appearance. As for things like the police coming to trouble him later, he didn't have to worry at all. He had enough ways to escape the police's pursuit.

Please forgive the aristocratic family of Qianjun, who came out of ancient nobles, did not understand the rules of baseball. He only knew some elegant art and popular sports. Unfortunately, baseball is not considered a country except for its beauty and firmness.

He doesn't like to play popular sports.


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