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Volume 1 Chapter 92 I¡¯m convinced

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    At first, the thorn-headed girl obviously didn't want to get into the car. She couldn't guess what Luo Chong would do to her.

    Luo Chong threw the baseball bat in his right hand into the car, and slowly took the sharp machete from her hand.

    The barrel of the gun was placed on her shoulder, and the tip of the knife was pressed against her chin. Then, the cold edge began to slide down her neck, passing between her breasts. With a hissing sound, it seemed to slide the fabric of her clothes away.  Made a vague statement.

    The blade continued to slide down and slid between her legs, and she unconsciously tightened her legs.

    Then, the blade returned between the breasts and stopped. Luo Chong said in a cold tone: "If a 110 car comes at this time, I will cut open your clothes and let you expose your breasts. Then, I will hold you hostage and talk to the police."  Confrontation. What do you think will be the final result?

    As soon as these words were spoken, the thorny-headed woman turned around and immediately got into the car.  Yes, if a police car happens to pass by here, things will be pushed to the point where there is no end. He is holding a gun and will definitely not be willing to be caught. He will definitely use himself as a hostage. In the end, he will be killed by a sniper.  , or he was naked in front of the reporter¡¯s lens.  It's hard to say that he died naked.

    Luo rushed to the car and shouted at the car parked on the left side of the Wrangler, which was almost halfway across the road: "Stop!"

    The driver is still in the car. As soon as he stops the car on the roadside, a total of four cars will park on the roadside in a normal way. Even if a police car passes by, they will think it is a group of delinquent youths squatting on the roadside and gathering here.

    Generally speaking, many policemen know or even know the gang of tattooed women. As long as they are not fighting or in the process of committing other illegal acts, they will pretend not to see them and don't bother to care about them.  .

    You really can't control these little hooligans. They haven't committed any crime. Even if you come up to yell at them and try to drive them away, these guys will come around and talk back to you, making a fuss and make a fuss. In the end, you can just leave it alone.  , the police will also feel sulky. If they happen too often, they will regard them as stinky shit and be too lazy to pay attention to them.

    Sitting in the car, Luo Chong was on her right side, leaning against her closely, even pressing her shoulders somewhat domineeringly.

    "Last time, did you really think it was a fake gun?"

    Luo Chong threw the machete onto the front seat and put the shotgun in his left hand between her belly, giving her a few gentle blows.

    It¡¯s quite soft, she is still a woman after all.

    Then, Luo Chong spun his right hand in the air, playing a little trick, like a magic trick, and the dark pistol suddenly appeared in his palm.

    "Take it."

    Luo Chong actually put the pistol into her hand, which made the thorn-headed woman stunned.

    "See for yourself if it's true. Then, pick it up and point it at my head. Let's pull the trigger together to see who dies first."

    Luo Chong's tone was as calm as chatting: "Do you know how to use it? This is called an M9 pistol. It's a foreign product. The safety has been turned on and it's full of bullets. You just need to pull the trigger lightly, and we can hug each other.  Seeing the King of Hell together is like sacrificing love, isn't it?

    The thorn-headed girl was stunned for a while, then she picked up the gun with slightly trembling hands, but she didn't really point it at Luo Chong. Instead, she clicked the gun with a more skillful click, and as expected, she saw that there was something stuffed inside.  Full of bullets.

    It¡¯s not fake.

    ¡°I know this gun, my father also has one.¡±

    Her voice was a little hoarse, as if she had walked in the desert for a long time without drinking water or speaking.

    "How about it? Make a decision quickly whether you want to die or not."

    Luo Chong pressed her with his shoulder.

    In fact, even if she picks up the gun and wants to shoot, Bubble will pin her trigger, or turn off the safety, or otherwise restrict her ability to act.  In short, it is absolutely impossible for a little woman like her to pose a danger to Luo Chong.

    What the stab-headed girl didn¡¯t know was that even with a rocket launcher on her shoulder, it was impossible to hurt Luo Chong.  She took a deep breath, flapped her thin nose a few times, and exhaled for a long time. Then, she put the pistol back on Luo Chong's legs, and finally said: "I'm convinced, and I won't dare to mess with you anymore."

    "You said the same thing last time." Luo Chong smiled at the corner of his mouth.

    "This time it's true."

    The thorn-haired woman raised her head slightly and looked at Luo Chong with a look of submission: "You are better than any man I have ever seen. I am convinced. I admire you very much."

    Luo Chong laughed: "I like to hear this kind of talk."

    He raised his hand and pinched her cheek: "It's a pretty face, but it looks like"

      I don¡¯t know how to describe her, she just put away her pistol, picked up her baseball bat, got out of the car, waved it casually, and boom!  The car's left taillight was shattered.  Inside the car, she was so frightened that she thought he had shot her.

    When Luo Chong sat back in the Wrangler and closed the door, the young men were still squatting on the curb.

    Wang Leehom's "Full Fire" was still ringing in the car. Luo Chong twisted it casually, turned up the volume to a high volume, and boom, kicked the accelerator and turned the direction. The fiery red Wrangler turned onto the road and roared away.

    The only person who dared to chase him was 'Suddenly the whole world began to sway, rhythm and music invaded the bloodline, this time the strategy was to go all out, all out, all out', following his car taillights.  The night sky gradually blurred.

    The thorn-headed woman was sitting in the car, her expression dull, her eyes empty, and she didn¡¯t know what to think

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    When Luo Chong returned home, it was already past ten o'clock, but Luo Xinyi was not asleep yet, but she had already finished washing and was sitting in the living room in her pajamas.

    "Mom, you haven't slept yet." Luo Chong asked casually.

    "When you don't come back at eleven o'clock, I will go to bed." Luo Xinyi looked at her son with a loving smile on her face.

    "oh."

    Luo Chong changed into his slippers, sat down opposite his mother, and asked, "Wait for me, do you have anything to say?"

    "nothing.'

    Luo Xinyi picked up a new mobile phone with a white shell from the coffee table and said warmly: "Mom, I want to thank you for buying me a new mobile phone and the soymilk machine in the kitchen. I like the soymilk machine very much, but this mobile phone is really unnecessary.  Bar?"

    "Forget it now."

    Luo Chong waved his hand: "Two days ago, I saw a farmer uncle downstairs collecting scraps. The mobile phone he held was more fashionable than yours. With your temperament, holding an old antique in your hand is so discordant.  . Today is a harmonious society, and any violation of harmony is a crime"

    Luo Chong left the mobile phone and soymilk machine at home before going out in the morning. Luo Xinyi saw it after get off work today and found out from the note left by her son that they were all bought for herself.  I am really happy that my son is so filial, but I don't want him to spend money randomly and not know how to be frugal.

    Luo Chong understood what she meant and said: "Don't worry, it didn't cost any money. It's just some spare items I took from An An. You don't know, on her balcony"

    Luo Chong told the origin of these things in detail. After hearing this, Luo Xinyi rolled her eyes at her son with a bit of resentment: "You are so thick-skinned, how can you bully others like this?"

    "fine."

    Luo Chong laughed and said: "Her English name is 'Luo Chong, don't bully me, I don't feel comfortable'. The more I get, the happier she is."

    "You kid"

    Luo Xinyi was also amused. If a girl dotes on him so much, the mother-in-law will definitely feel very happy. People are selfish, right?

    Then she asked: "Lin Dana is also very good to you. Between the two girls, who do you like?"

    "This is the problem"

    Luo Chong replied in a heartless and slightly contented manner: "Let them compete freely. Whoever treats me best and can move me enough to commit myself will have the result. Mom, please don't  Worry about this, I won¡¯t be sorry to them anyway, and in the future, even if I owe someone, I will make up for it in other ways.¡±

    "How are you going to make up for it?" As a woman, Luo Xinyi seems to care about these things.

    "Faced with one million, some people may say, do you think I am doing it for your money?"

    Luo Chong began to hypothesize: "Faced with 10 million, some people will say, even with all this money, I am still aggrieved in this life; faced with 100 million, she will say, okay, I will admit it in this life.  In the next life, you must make it clear that the matchmaker is marrying me"

    Before she could finish speaking, Luo Xinyi stood up: "I'm going to bed."

    ¡°Obviously, even though she thought her son¡¯s words made sense, she still didn¡¯t like hearing them.  If she chooses according to her wishes, no matter how much money she spends, it is not as good as creating a warm and happy complete family for her children.

    "Paopao, mom must be scolding me in her heart for becoming more and more of an asshole." Luo Chong laughed at himself in his heart.

    For Luo Chong¡¯s changes, Paopao was quite satisfied. She said: ¡°This shows that the little master¡¯s thoughts are maturing. The growth rate is just barely acceptable.¡±

    "Don't ask me for the assessment standards of the devil." Luo Chong stood up and entered his room.

    Paopao stuck out the tip of his tongue and said in a low voice: "But you seem to be"

    ??Sleep, strengthen!

    One day has passed,On Sunday morning, after Luo Chong got up, his flexibility value increased to eleven points, and three points of life energy increased him by two points.

    Or because, after crossing the ten-point watershed, unless it is the kind of prey that is known for its flexibility, it can be improved by a whole point with a piece of life energy, such as gymnasts, parkour players, top assassins, etc.

    Last time, Luo Chong¡¯s self-feeling was not obvious when the flexibility was increased from six points to nine points. However, this time it was increased to eleven points, it was different.

    After getting up, Luo Chong stood barefoot in the middle of the bedroom, facing the window, with a single bed on the left and a computer desk on the right. There was only a small blank space left in the narrow room.

    In such a small place, let alone somersaulting, you can hit here and there in a circle, but at this moment, Luo Chong felt a surge of confidence from the bottom of his heart, confidence that did not require any reason.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Uh-huh!  Uh-huh!  Uh-huh

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    He did six backflips on the spot without touching the ground, nor did he touch the edge of the bed or the computer chair. However, the squeaking sound was because the movement range was too large and the pants were torn.

    "Have you grown taller again?"

    Luo Chong lifted up his pajama pants. Originally, the waistband of the pants could be lifted above the belly button, but now it hangs on the hips, like those low-waisted pants. It is a bit uncomfortable to wear them to sleep.

    Not only has he grown a little taller, but he has also become a lot stronger. Each meal is enough for two or three people, so it is not free.

    "The dual combination of strength and flexibility is not as simple as one plus one. Bubbles, can I beat the dragon now?"

    Luo Chong asked this in his heart, but the answer he gave himself was: That¡¯s terrible!

    "Don't be hit by his slap. Rely on your flexible dodge and hit his vital parts two or three times. With your strength, you should be able to bring him down."

    Pao Pao analyzed: "This situation is extremely dangerous, and it might be a tragic situation in which both sides suffer losses. But what is worthy of congratulations is that with your current skills, you only rely on your fighting instinct and a stick, without using a gun.  That group of hooligans were beaten to a pulp last night."

    "good!"

    Luo Chongga clenched his fists and roared silently out the window: "I'm saying that the end of the world is coming!"

    Although there was no sound, Bubble knew what he was expressing. She giggled a few times and shouted loudly in her childish voice: "The devil has come, the world is in turmoil; under the gaze of the devil's eyes, the universe and the stars  , all things in the world, the only thing you humble people can do is to tremble as much as you want!"
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