Juvenile Medical God

"Niu Ge, what is this kid talking about?"

The yellow-haired scorpion whispered to the fat man. This fat man is a veteran. With him on the side, the courage of the yellow-haired scorpion is much bigger.

"Since it is a fart, take a bird!" The fat man snorted, apparently he did not understand the meaning of Qin Lang, but he would not give up this business because of Qin Lang's "Bird Word", he found out A silver lighter, the fire machine was turned over and knocked on the small table in front of him. "Boy, you dare to occupy my brother's seat. It seems that you are looking for trouble?"

"You said that people have your position, take the ticket to see?" Luo Bin next to Qin Lang said that she is not the kind of vase-style girl, so it is only to delay the time.

The fat man did not pay attention to Luo Bin’s words. He just stared at Qin Lang and took the lighter in his hand. His eyes flashed coldly: “Boy, what do you think? Want a hero to save the beauty, or do you know how to roll away?”

"I was thinking, you two are not Jianghu people, but dare to come to the idea of ​​people in the rivers and lakes." Qin Lang's tone showed disdain for the two. Because these two guys can't understand even the most shallow rivers and lakes, it is obviously not a real river and lake person. In the eyes of real people in the rivers and lakes, they are not influxed.

These rivers and lakes, of course, are also old poisons handed over to Qin Lang, because walking the rivers and lakes, if not necessary, do not want to grieve with other rivers and lakes, so you can communicate through the rivers and lakes, let the two sides know each other's origins, and let other people around I don't know what the two are talking about.

However, today's rivers and lakes have long been chaotic, and many incompetent gangsters are also eating rivers and lakes, making this river and lake smoldering, and these gangsters are really daring, even the real people of the rivers and lakes dare to provoke.

"Before the cow brother, you and him. Mom dare to pretend to be a ghost!" There is a fat man supporting the waist, and the courage of the yellow-haired scorpion seems to be big too. "Kids! Finally, I will give you a chance. If you don't want to have two parts, give it." Laozi rolls away!"

How could Qin Lang be scared by non-professionals, with a scornful smile on his face, and snorted: "Is it because of you two? Yellow hair, is your hand not itchy?"

Qin Lang has made up his mind, as long as these two guys are not dead today, he will give them a lesson, so that they know that "the pot is iron dripping." Moreover, the former Huang Maozi took the head of Qin Lang with his hand. He really thought that Qin Lang’s head was so easy to shoot!

The yellow-haired donkey doesn't know what Qinlang said. But when he listened to Qin Lang, he really felt that his right hand began to itch, and it was still getting itchy, so that he couldn’t help it, just like a thousand. Hundreds of ants crawled under the flesh of his palm.

"Kunzi, you and him. Mom moves a hair!" The fat man is obviously not satisfied with the yellow-haired scorpion scratching in front of him.

"Not... cow brother! My hand... really him. Mom itchy!" Huang Maozi explained.

"Is it you will not endure it?" The fat man was dissatisfied with a cold cry.

"I'm afraid he can't help it." Qin Lang's gaze fell on the fat man's hand, and he said slowly with the old rivers and lakes. "The people who have three hands are often itchy. I know you have some itching, but you It is best not to play with your lighter in front of us, be careful to play with fire!"

The fat man’s eyes finally showed a dignified color, because Qin Lang saw his mystery. The lighter in the fat man’s hand contained something like a fan/illusion. This is a must-have item for “doing business” on the train. Sitting next to the character, taking the opportunity to smoke a cigarette, or fire a fire, is enough to make the target person fall asleep, and they can easily get it.

Those who have not been exposed to these three indiscriminate means, after being stolen from the money on the train, thought that they were "middle evil", and they were swept away by the thief.

Because of this, Huang Maozi wanted to occupy Qin Lang's seat before, because this is undoubtedly the best place to commit crimes.

However, Qin Lang has already seen the fat man's means, which means that it is somewhat difficult for the fat man to want to get it easy.

drop! drop! ~

Suddenly, the phone that L'Obin held in his hand rang, this is the sound of receiving a text message.

Qin Lang and Luo Bin seem to have appeared for a moment.

For the fat man, this is obviously a godsend opportunity. He skillfully sent the lighter to the front of Qin Lang and Luo Bin. When the lighter cover bounced, a burst of blue flame was emitted.

Qin Lang hurriedly grabbed Lobin’s mouth and nose with his hand. When his palm touched the lips of Lobin’s crispy, he felt his palms seem drunk, and the soft and warm feeling was definitely his. The best touch that a hand has ever touched!

Perhaps this feel is so good that Qin Lang seems to have forgotten to hold his nose and mouth.

The fat man felt that he seemed to succeed. He put away the lighter and smiled smugly: "You are still young!"

The fat man has been playing with this hand, so he knows that the opposite kid must be fainting within ten seconds. Without this kid, the jade Buddha statue on the neck of his skull is his bag.

"Is it?"

Unexpectedly, Qin Lang did not fall asleep, and grabbed the fat man's hand while the fat man was wrong. He quickly shook and sneered, "Fat, you are looking for the wrong object!"

Said, Qin Lang loosened the palm of Luobin, the fat man's lighter psychedelic. Although the effect is good, but the volatilization is also very powerful. Luo Bin’s mouth and nose were promptly caught by Qin Lang. Of course, there was nothing at all. It was only Luo Bin’s face that showed two blushes because of holding the breath and lack of oxygen, which made her look beautiful and charming. It is.

The fat man is still waiting, he is waiting for Qin Lang to go to sleep, because he clearly saw Qin Lang "in the move".

For the psychedelic agent in his own lighter, the fat man is full of confidence.

"Wait for a few more seconds, up to ten seconds! This kid must be comatose into a dead pig!" The fat man said to himself in his heart.

So, the fat man smiled smugly, but the smile quickly solidified, and then became amazed and panicked, because Qin Lang did not make a move, but looked at the fat man with a mocking look.

"Cow brother... your hand-"

The yellow-haired scorpion suddenly exclaimed, because at this time he suddenly found that the hand that the fat man had been gripped by Qin Lang was red and swollen, and it was swollen and scary, just like being swallowed by the wasp, but the wasp should be very painful. The fat man didn't feel the pain, just a little itchy feeling.

So, the fat man couldn't help but stretch his hand and scratched it.

This is not to be scratched, and it scratches the problem when it is scratched. The fat man suddenly feels that the hand is getting itchy, but the heart can't help but want to scratch it. The more it scratches, the more itchy.

Similarly, Huang Mao was also desperately scratching at this time, both of them felt that the situation was not right, so the fat man hurriedly took the yellow hair and slipped. Anyway, it seems to find a place to eliminate the poison, remove this itch, and then clean up Qin Lang and this little girl.

Anyway, this is on the train, these two little guys are difficult to fly!

"I will pack you later!"

When slipping away, the fat man still did not forget to throw a swearword to Qin Lang.

Qin Lang smiled lightly. For the non-professional Jianghu people, he didn't put it in his eyes. He said coldly: "Grandson, my grandfather is waiting for you here!"

The fat man listened to this and wanted to clean up Qin Lang, but the hand was very itchy. He had to leave temporarily and planned to wait for Qin Lang to settle the bill.

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