Chapter 180: Qin Luo, you are still not my son

"Ding, Chen Nan's jealousy is detected, and the learning dominance value is +12..."

"Ding, Wu Lei's hatred is detected, and the learning hegemony value is +34..."

"Ding, Li Yueyong's anger is detected, and the learning hegemony value is +99..."

"..."

Listening to the prompt sounds coming from his ear, Qin Luo's thin lips slightly drew a graceful arc.

Really a good teammate of China...

"boom!"

The door of the locker room was brutally pushed open, Li Yueyong's face was dark, and his whole body exuded a murderous intent.

In front of him, stood a strong man, in his early twenties, with a powerful sound of muscles.

"What do you think about this matter!" Li Yueyong asked in a dull voice.

Cao Jun, his diehard, is also the most trusted person in the entire sports team.

And he has another identity. Before he entered the city sports team, he was a famous gangster.

"Naturally find the place." The strong man replied.

As members of the city's sports team, they were actually embarrassed by a "foreign" boy. This is simply unforgivable.

In this place, they have to find everything they say.

"Tell me."

"Isn't he running fast? Then we won't let him run!" Cao Jun smiled grimly, and said, "Captain, I know a person with all martial arts. I guarantee that Qin Luo can't eat."

"What about the price?"

"10,000 yuan is enough."

Ten thousand yuan?

Li Yueyong thought for a while, then nodded heavily: "It's him!"

Although 10,000 yuan is not a small sum for him, he spent this amount of money in order to wash away today's shame!

The strong man nodded, and took out his cell phone on the spot: "Brother Liu, I am Xiao Peng, this is the case... That's right, Qin Luo, give him a good lesson. It's best to keep him out of bed for three days."

Hanging up the phone, the brawny man's already hideous face became more and more hideous.

——

After leaving the stadium, Qin Luo walked to the place where he had parked when he came.

As a person who can't drive and is too lazy to walk, bicycles have become Qin Luo's best choice.

However, after a lap, none of the small yellow cars that were usually seen everywhere were gone.

Maybe you should take a driver's license.

Think about it, Qin Luo took out his cell phone and dialed Qin Lin's number.

But Qin Lin's first sentence made Qin Luo dazed.

"Qin Luo, you are still not my son." Qin Lin asked openly.

"..." If I can, I really don't want you to be my father.

"Yes!" Qin Luo responded slowly after a long while.

"You really won the sprint team?" Qin Lin suddenly waited his eyes.