Chapter 141 Explosion Art (1)

   Qu Yizhao looked at the other party's crazy look, and thought of someone calling him an anti-social lunatic just now, this description is really apt!

  Qu Yizhao nodded his lips, his eyes were deep and deep.

   Crazy? Grinning, what she likes most is dealing with lunatics!

   After all, you don’t need to show mercy when dealing with lunatics, you can do whatever you want. After all, in Qu Yizhao’s heart, there is a difference between a lunatic and a human being.

   Crazy people are not human, so she doesn't need to be merciful, and she doesn't need to be treated gently, this is the concept in Qu Yizhao's mind.

  Because once you show mercy to the lunatic, it is equivalent to smiling and saying to the lunatic, come and kill me.

  Qu Yizhao is not a fool, nor is she a soft-hearted person. Naturally, she would not give her weakness to a lunatic to deal with.

  Qu Yizhao said lightly: "Aren't you afraid? That guy has traps on his body, be careful and die later."

  Quan Bingyan heard the words, but just smiled, his face was cold, and he didn't speak.

  The noble atmosphere lingers on the youth, adding a bit of extravagance to the coldness of the youth, just like the nobles who came out of the oil paintings of the middle world.

  Looking at the ferocious looking man, Quan Bingyan tapped the keyboard keys expressionlessly.

  The man walked to a place ten meters away from Qu Yizhao and Quan Bingyan without any resistance. After all, the people in the shopping mall fled and ran, and there were not many left.

  But the woman was held hostage by the man all the time.

   "Chen Fan."

  The man looked at Qu Yizhao and showed a ferocious smile.

  Qu Yizhao said lightly: "Qu Yizhao."

   Then he pointed to Quan Bingyan and said, "Quan Bingyan."

  Chen Fan squinted his eyes, and his originally ferocious face became even more terrifying. He looked at Qu Yizhao with great interest.

  However, it is indeed difficult to distinguish the expression from that face, after all, this face can no longer be described with a face.

   "Aren't you afraid of me?"

  Facing Chen Fan's question, Qu Yizhao sneered and said, "Why should I be afraid of you?"

  The crystal-clear eyes seemed to be spotless. Chen Fan took a few deep breaths, his eyes gradually turned crimson, and he laughed "hehe".

  Chen Fan seemed to be talking to himself: "Why aren't you afraid of me? I look so scary, why aren't you afraid of me?"

   His bloodshot eyes widened, Chen Fan stared at Qu Yizhao bitterly, and said, "Why!"

  Qu Yizhao seemed not to understand why the other party said that.

   "Where are there so many whys in this world? If you are not afraid, you are not afraid. It's like a natural thing. How do you want me to explain it?"

  Chen Fan laughed out loud, tears were about to come out, he covered his mouth and coughed violently, and suddenly thought of a sentence from the nun when he was in the orphanage.

  —The world kisses me painfully, and asks me to repay it with a song.

   Go **** it with a song! Chen Fan lowered his head, thinking viciously, he can't sing anymore, and it's impossible to repay him with a song!

  Sister, why do you think people live in this world? Chen Fan still remembered that he once asked the nun such a question.

  The nun tilted her head, her smile was sweet but not stained with a trace of ashes, like the sun just rising, its brilliance painted the entire sky.

  “Because God loves the world!”

  God loves the world? **** it!

   This world, this world where gods don't exist, he's had enough! Since the **** is gone, let him be reborn and become a god!

  Chen Fan held the things on his body and showed a ferocious smile.

   Ask for a recommendation ticket~

  

  

  (end of this chapter)

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