Chapter 909
And many times, his fist can be aimed at the route Qin Luo planned in advance.
But the truth is still nothing.
"Poor scumbag..." Qin Luo shook his head helplessly when he heard the other party's words. He had a whole new understanding of the IQ of scumbags.
"According to the inertia formula, more trajectory motion formula, according to the speed formula... From the moment you raised your hand, I have analyzed the line and speed of your shot, and naturally you can easily escape."
"This is the power of knowledge..." Qin Luo said with a slight smile.
Yes, knowledge can be used not only to solve problems, but also to fight!
"..." At this moment, Jonathan was completely speechless.
Nima, for the first time he also met someone who fought with knowledge.
However, he did not intend to just give up.
Whether it is for dignity or for face, he will avenge this revenge!
The next moment, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and made a call.
"Shake people?" Seeing Jonathan's actions, Qin Luo raised a bright smile.
Jonathan can shake people, and so can he!
Taking out his mobile phone, Qin Luo dialed Philip's number.
"Hello, dear Professor Qin, why are you free to call me?" Soon, Philip's hearty voice came over the phone.
"Hello Mr. Philip, I'm in trouble..."
Qin Luo briefly recounted what happened, and then quietly waited in place.
At this time, Jonathan also put down the phone.
"Boy, don't blame me for not reminding you in advance, if you have time to escape now."
run away?
Qin Luo shrugged his shoulders and smiled indifferently.
Although he didn't know how powerful Philip was in Elegance, what Qin Luo knew was that the International Mathematical Committee had a lot of energy.
Chen Shishen, in the mathematics community, as an international mathematics award, was beaten before the winners started!
The committee will never allow such a thing to happen.
"If you apologize now, I can let you go." Qin Luo looked at Jonathan with a smile.
"Hmph, a dead duck has a tough mouth." Not caring about Qin Luo's threat, Jonathan waited on the spot with confidence.
It is true that Qin Luo is very strong, but there is a saying that two fists are no match for four.
Qin Luo can analyze him alone, but he cannot analyze ten people.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes...
Ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye.
"Bang!" At this moment, the door of the bar was suddenly pushed open.
A dozen big white men rushed in.
At the head is a blond, dart-shaped strong man.
He glanced around, then walked straight towards Jonathan.
"Brother Qiao, what kind of boy is he that doesn't open his eyes, let's teach him a lesson." The big man said in a cold voice.
"It's him!" Jonathan raised his finger to Qin Luo, and said, "Be careful, this kid is a university professor and has a lot of knowledge."
knowledgeable?
The big man once suspected that his ears were in addition to the problem.
This Nima, who is not rich in knowledge, has a hammer relationship with fighting.
But after thinking about it, he couldn't say it, because Jonathan was his boss.
creak, creak!
The big man squeezed his fists with both hands and made a crisp bone cracking sound, and walked slowly to Qin Luo: "You all stay still, I will give him some color to see."
However, he wanted to be singled out, but some people didn't want to.
Jonathan's face sank, and he said sternly, "Don't talk nonsense, let's go together!"