Chapter 1002 I Am a Scholar

At this point, even if he was a fool, he knew that something was wrong.

It's not just the idea, it's a direct cut to the skin.

"Who the hell are you?" Johnson gritted his teeth, questioning word by word.

"The youngest professor in the history of Yenching University, the nominee for the Fields Prize in Mathematics, and the candidate for the Nobel Prize in Physics, Qin Luo." Qin Luo introduced himself with a smile.

"Why are you so strong?" he asked again.

"Because I'm a scholar."

Straight A student! Still the top scholar!

Others say that they are afraid of hooligans being literate, but now Johnson feels that the most terrifying are the masters who know martial arts.

Trembling for a long time, Johnson stared at Qin Luo, gritted his teeth and said, "What do you want?"

"Tell me, who is your boss?"

"impossible!"

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you say it or not, he will come over later anyway." Qin Luo shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile.

Yes, since the other party has tried his best to tie him, it is not just that, he will definitely come over to see the situation and talk to himself about the conditions by the way.

It is a common problem for every kidnapper.

"Wori!" Hearing Qin Luo's words, Johnson suddenly realized that he quickly took out his mobile phone from his pocket and made a gesture to dial the number.

However, in the next moment, a fierce retreating wind hit, and happened to kick the phone.

In an instant, the phone cracked in half.

"Now the roles are switched, you are the hostages, and I am the kidnapper." Qin Luo grinned, revealing eight neat and sworn teeth, and said with a smile.

"Nima..." Looking at the remaining fragments in his hand, Johnson felt speechless.

Just a minute ago, she was a arrogant kidnapper who could decide Qin Luo's life or death at will.

But a second later, the roles were reversed, he became a hostage, and Qin Luo became a kidnapper.

Qin Luo can decide his life or death at will.

The contrast was so great that he couldn't even regain his senses.

How to do? How to do?

Johnson kept thinking about it in his mind.

But never came up with any feasible solution.

In the end, all the methods were summed up in three words: "Help!"

Calling for help was the last resort he could think of.

But Qin Luo is not Walton, he will not give Johnson any chance.

As soon as Johnson opened his mouth, a handful of licorice had already been stuffed into his mouth.

"To shut up!"

"Worthy..."

Sitting on the haystack, bathed in the gentle sunshine, Qin Luo waited for the arrival of the master.

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the University--

Deligne's investigation is still continuing, and since he launched the students, there have been constant news.

45 minutes ago, the vehicle that kidnapped Qin Luo passed Newman Street, and 32 minutes ago, the vehicle drove out of the city...

28 minutes...

19 minutes...

The news kept coming, and finally pointed the finger at a farm in the suburbs.

Hofler Farm.

"Huh..." Deligne let out a long sigh of relief, his heavy brows gradually stretched.

"You two, let's go together?" Deligne asked.

"certainly……"

Times Square, Deborah sits in a champagne-colored Bentley.

Just half an hour ago, he received a report that Qin Luo had been caught on the farm. After half an hour of "polishing", he believed that Qin Luo had been smoothed out.

"Fight me? Court death!" De Bole sneered and said, "Drive and go to the farm."