Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming

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It's almost like tying a spear behind me, and I don't know if it's survival in the wild.

Several people were moving in the house in full swing, and a roar was heard outside: "Oh! Where are the hairy thieves, dare to spread wild on Grandpa's site."

Qin Guan in the warehouse heard a familiar voice and stretched his head out of the side door. When he looked outside, it turned out to be the living treasure of Lan Jin.

Don’t say he’s not stupid. His luxury modified car didn’t drive. I don’t know where to find a broken pickup with nine hands turned. Also sat a Xu Xiaoxiao.

Qin Guan, with a spider web on his face, looked at the two uncles who were more excited than usual, and suddenly felt a powerlessness.

The so-called prawns, prawns, prawns and fish, Wang Bakar had a turtle's family, that's how it feels.

Why are the unreliable men around him?

Qin Guan subconsciously looked at Cong Nianwei, who used hand-made ceramics and knitted cloth in the same cotton cloth, and sighed involuntarily, but the women around him were capable and calm.

Xu Xiaoxiao jumped out of the car and saw Qin Guan's exposed head at a glance. The man who looked back suddenly was in the dim light.

"Hey! Lan Jin, they are all own people, don't hurt yourself!"

Having finished speaking, Xu Xiaoxiao also waved the big blade in his hand twice, it seems that this is the two self-defense weapons.

The problem is that Dad Xu didn’t know how to think about it, was he not afraid of his son’s accident, or was he looking forward to his son’s accident?

You look at the two strokes of him, the blade radiates a charming cold light in the night air, and the blade is also swaying in a special posture, like the vigorous dance of ******.

The knife that Dad Xu prepared for Xu Xiaoxiao was desolate and cold, and the feelings were exposed as soon as they were used. This is the fancy small blade used in the Chinese Wushu competition routine competition.

It's pretty to play, is it useless for Ma'er...

The people of the United Nations who are moving goods over there do not know the difference. They all look at the kung fu friend Qin Guan who is in front of him with his eyes shining in light.

"Don't talk nonsense, you'll have to pack up a little bit, and quickly move away!" Cong Nianwei can't stand the living treasure anymore, which delays everyone's work.

"Well, here..."

Everyone in Qin Guan's shop was busy, and across the street, in the position of Franklin's co-pilot, Charlie was using a telescope to observe the situation in the shop.

"It looks like the shop owner is packing things, but it doesn't look like this group of people is the old art-playing group in the Upper East Side. On the contrary, it's like we did, making a vote in the chaos."

Franklin threw out the only cigarette in his hand, and said quietly, "I don't know what you tried?"

After saying nothing, he picked up the gun on the mat in front of the car and headed towards the shop across the street. There was a shuttle... "Boom"

This shot awakened the happy atmosphere in the shop, and Qin Guan's intention to move the box to the rear compartment also stopped.

Who knows where this shot came from? What is the purpose?

Thinking of Qin Guan's hiding behind the car, he waved towards Cong Nianwei in the house, and said: Don't care about me, just slip through the side door to the back garden and escape.

At this time, we can only hope that the other party is just a little thief seeking money.

But who thought that Joseph and Coulibaly over there were excited, and saw that Coulibaly under the table wiped the fluorescent paint on his face, and shouted in the direction of Becerra: " Turn off the lights!"

Then the person disappeared...

Hearing the sound of Suo Suo's footsteps, a large living person slipped out silently.

Qin Guan, who was facing away from the carriage and facing the door, witnessed this feat all the way through. He had not had time to be surprised. More terrible things happened there.

Joseph clattered, and took down the firearms behind him, and the bullets were loaded. Is this a scene of a lively American police bandit?

‘Bang bang...’

In the dark street, a series of sparks spit out, Joseph with a happy smile on his face, the one shot behind Qin Guan's car was a joy.

"My grass!" Franklin and his companions in the carriage immediately rolled off the car. This was a temptation to shoot out casually, which stabbed the horse honeycomb?

"Bang" a bullet passed the top of the carriage quickly, Franklin bowed his head reflectively, and another bullet was shot in his hand.

"Haha, it turned out to be a bullet coming from here. The enemy is not far away, in the northwest direction." Joseph, who turned the direction of the gun, showed his teeth smiling in the dark.

He didn't know the direction of the enemy just now, and he shot a lot of bullets from the clamoring. All the positions came and made a temptation.

"Ah! I don’t know any good guys, if only we had swords and guns that wouldn’t protect our body..."Xu Xiaoxiao was counseled as soon as it was really dangerous. You didn’t watch the blades and were scared out of him. Is it two or three meters away?

"Qin Guan you throw something to disturb, I use my sharpshooter's kung fu to kill a few of the opposite." Joseph found that the enemy and our opponents were about the same strength, and greeted Qin Guan to throw some interference at each other.

Qin looked around the car, Joseph would not let him throw porcelain to the opposite side, this is too grandson, I still want to find some broken bricks or something...

Swish, swish, a few faint bricks accompanied by fierce gunfire, Qin Guan calculated the angle of the parabola and threw it away.

You don’t say that under the influence of gravity acceleration, wind speed, and projectile strength and angle, Xueba Qinguan can throw accurately.

The two enemies that had never been hit by bullets were stunned by bricks and stones.

Contrary to the enemy, the insulting words such as "X your mother, and your mother X" came uncontrollably. Why are these people in the shop so indifferent, is there such a shootout?

Qin Guan was behind the car, throwing his back to the target very happy, but the area around him was so big, but after a while, the stones were all picked up by him.

The strange stones hadn't been seen flying across for a long time, and they couldn't help but frightened. Franklin laughed at the back of the car: "Boy! How about? No ammo? Wow ha ha ha..."

Alas, here is a pack of dogs...

Americans, who raise dogs, are Wuyang Wuyang, which is three or four times larger than the number of Chinese dogs. This person, if there is a civilized nature, there are uncivilized ones. (To be continued.)