Chapter 1047, Murder with Prior Notice!

Flowers come in a variety of reds, and humans are different from dogs.

You give the dog a bone, and the dog knows you're good to it.

But people are different, and you throw bones at him with all your strength - he thinks you're insulting him.

Of course, this is a metaphor. If you dare to throw bones in front of others in the real world, people have to fight with you with knives.

At the beginning, Qin Luo was really kind to the earl, with a smile on his face, and his attitude was as respectful as he was.

No way, my aunt is still in the hands of others. Otherwise, with the arrogance in Qin Luo's bones, he would give a good face to a little old man who didn't know each other before they first met, not as handsome as he was, his appearance was shrunk, and his demeanor was obscene.

However, there is a saying that says: kick your nose in the face.

The more you try to please him, the sooner you can settle the matter. The more he drags you, stabilizes you, tortures you, and torments you—in one word, he wants to go against you.

Classmate Qin Luo finally got up and had a showdown with him with a black face.

The master is here to solve the problem, to exchange hostages, you send my aunt to me, and I will return the jade girl to you - everyone does not owe each other, and this is the end.

Of course, that's what the scene says. The end must not be ended like this, and Qin Luo is not a person who likes to suffer. You sent someone to kill me, can this be the end?

However, this old man didn't know if he had taken the wrong medicine or what, he first forced Qin Luo to gamble, Qin Luo accidentally won him, and he announced his personal vendetta and said that today was over, and he wanted Qin Luo to go to business first and then come back to exchange hostages-

Bet on your sister?

Serious business? Changing back to my aunt is the biggest thing.

Seeing Qin Luo slapping the table, the Yanma's mouth opened in surprise and turned into a red 'o' shape. The appearance looks like it has a silly xìng taste.

Because she is good at working hard in bed and likes to play with heavy tastes, she is a long-term bed partner of this little old man. But in the months they've known each other, they've never seen anyone dare to slap the table in front of him - not even a disrespectful look.

This young man - what is his reliance?

The curly-haired man's brow furrowed, but he quickly relaxed.

But out of the corner of his eye, he kept looking at Jesus, who was holding this handful of playing cards in his hand, and it was clear that he had Jesus as his target.

Jesus knew Qin Luo's xìng case, and he didn't understand it.

He knew Qin Luo because he knew that no one could stop this guy when he was 'two'. What he didn't understand was that he didn't know when Qin Luo committed 'two'.

The first to bear the brunt was the Count.

After all, Qin Luo was the one who scolded him, he was the one who yelled, and he was also the one who had the right to decide on the scene.

One of his hands kneaded the tender #rǔ of the Great Yanma, and even with extra force, the Great Yanma was immersed in the shock of Qin Luo slapping the table without feeling any pain. The fingers of the other hand tapped rhythmically on the table, and said in a hoarse voice: "Do you know - many years, really years, I have forgotten how long it was, like a century - and no one dared to yell in front of me anymore. ”

"What the hell is going on with me?" Qin Luo said with a sneer. You scared me two sentences, that's all for today?

"You're good." The Earl said. "Knowing who I am, you dare to slap the table in front of me - you're very good."

The count pointed to Jesus and said, "He does not dare." ”

Jesus grinned, but he didn't refute it.

He really didn't dare. In Europe, no one dared to slap the table on the count.

He didn't want to die. Why provoke him?

"I'm going to swap hostages. Right now. Qin Luo said in an extremely affirmative tone. I didn't come to the U.S. to play cards, and I don't have the heart to save Chinese medicine right now - I need to see my aunt safe. I don't know what your attitude is towards the Jade Maiden, but I do it to my aunt - I must bring her back. ”

"Tsk, what a touching confession, what a man who is really loved." The Count applauded.

After a pause, he squinted at Qin Luo and asked, "What's my business?" ”

He was using Qin Luo's words just now to fight back, and- it was quite smooth.

"What exactly do you want?" Qin Luo asked. I have to say that he really has a bit of a headache to deal with this little old man who doesn't eat oil and salt. If he had a gun, he wouldn't mind smashing the little old man's head into mud.

Jesus had guns.

But he has not drawn his gun until now, and there is only one reason for this - he is not sure that he will kill with one blow or several.

He wasn't sure, so he kept waiting.

"Do you know why we asked you to come to the United States to exchange hostages?" The earl did not answer Qin Luo's question, but asked him another question.

"Because you want to kill me." Qin Luo said affirmatively.

"Not bad." The Count nodded. "The ghost shadow and the golden boy and the girl went to Huaxia, and the goal was to cut off your head. What I didn't expect was that the three of the emperor's eight generals had not yet completed their mission - I was curious, and some people were not at ease, or it was for more safety, so they asked you to come to the United States. ”

"There is no doubt that we are indeed here to kill you. And we're going to keep you—if that's the case, why don't you get your own business done first? For example, what kind of traditional medicine conference are you going to attend? Go and fight for the honor of your country. ”

"You mean to say - don't kill me now, just to give me time to deal with the aftermath. When it's time to actually exchange hostages, it's my time of death? Qin Luo asked with a sneer.

He didn't know why he was 'sneering', he knew that what the little old man said was true.

Their goal is to kill themselves. Moreover, he had no doubt that their men would fail again - and even that he had told you in advance that I was going to kill you. You can run or hide, but in the end, you will die.

How arrogant and complacent is this?

However, even Qin Luo himself did not doubt what he said.

His ridicule is powerless, because what they say is true. It's just to show that he's strong in a bluff.

"I thought I had made it clear." The Count said with a smile. "And I'm sad that I can't kill you now, after all, you slapped the table in front of me, and I'm really angry in my heart-"

"What if I insist on exchanging now?" Qin Luo asked.

The Count's finger striking the table stopped, and he turned his fist into a palm and pressed it lightly.

Bang -

For no reason, the marble tabletop, which looked unusually hard and sturdy, collapsed with a bang.

I don't see how he exerts his force, or even - it doesn't seem to be at all.

But the table collapsed.

His shot was not as powerful as Qin Luo's beat, but the effect was very different.

Whoa-

The chips on the table were scattered all over the ground, so angry that Qin Luo almost wanted to scold his mother.

Whose children have heartache, whose chips are valued - this table is full of my money, so you shameless old man simply shattered the table.

Why did I just slap the table and not lift it? ――

That's because I'm afraid I won't be able to lift it.

"So what?" The Earl asked rhetorically with a proud face. "Just the two of you want to take me down? Or do you think there's anything you can change? Jesus' golden pistol had few rivals, but now he could have tried it if he had the chance. ”

Qin Luo stood there and thought about it.

Then he flicked his sleeves and said, "Let's go." ”

After saying that, he walked out.

Jesus put down the playing cards in his hand and hurried to follow.

Walking to the door, Qin Luo suddenly stopped.

Jesus, who was following behind him, immediately stopped, did not speak, and inquired about Qin Luo with his eyes.

As soon as he gave the order, Jesus was ready to shoot again.

"Have you gotten the chips?" Qin Luo asked.

Jesus paused and said, "It's not too late." ”

"If you don't rush back to eat, what's the hurry?" Qin Luo said depressedly. If you don't take it yourself, it's to show the integrity of your male protagonist. You don't take it - isn't that stupid?

"Then I'll go back now?"

"Definitely." Qin Luo nodded without hesitation. "Thirty million—still dollars. Do you want to be cheap for this old immortal? ”

"Do you want to be cheap, this old immortal" Qin Luo said it in Cantonese, and the little old man could understand Huaxia, but he didn't believe that he could still understand the language of this region.

As for whether Jesus understood or not—he just knew what he meant.

Jesus smiled, turned back and pushed open the door of his room, and entered.

After a while, he walked out with two large pallets of chips.

"Go for money." Qin Luo saw that these chips were safe, and his heart was a little relieved. With a wave of his hand, he walked in front and led the way.