My Strength Depends on Your Imagination

Chapter 171 Cub, look straight at me! 【22, please subscribe】

In the end, Qin Yuan decided to let Takigong win.

It wasn't that Qin Yuan was brave enough, but that Qin Yuan had made up his mind and prepared to backstab.

It is known that the soul slough of a dead demon can greatly improve the strength of a warrior. Hearing that Takimiya Katsuto was at his weakest, Qin Yuan was ready to adapt and give him a fight.

According to Takimiya Katsuto, if Qin Yuan crushed the black scales, he would come soon.

But the moment Qin Yuan crushed the black scales, the communication between the two parties was cut off.

Qin Yuan was a little dumbfounded at the time, he didn't know when and how this Takigong Katsura would come.

At the same time, Qin Yuan was also a little puzzled, it should be quite difficult for a foreign demon to enter Yujing, right?

How does Katsuto Takimiya want to enter Yujing?

When Qin Yuan came out of Zhiqiu Xili community suspiciously and sullenly, he saw a person he hadn't expected at all.

Ye Shaobei.

At this moment, the fat man had an expression of I know everything on his face.

Ye Shaobei looked at Qin Yuan who had a ghost in his heart, which made him a little nervous.

Then, with an expression of So that's it, Ye Shaobei said disdainfully: It turns out, Qin Yuan, you practice secretly in the secret base! Let me just say, Qin Yuan, you don't know how to practice all day long. So fast? I didn't expect that you are the kind of person who secretly cultivates behind others' backs.

Qin Yuan, who was a bit guilty at first, was suddenly speechless. It turned out that Ye Shaobei guessed like this, which really shocked him.

Seeing that Ye Shaobei was very contemptuous of him secretly practicing every day.

Qin Yuan didn't move extra, grabbed Ye Shaobei's hand, and Qin Yuan put his hand on his arm bone.

Ye Shaobei wanted to struggle at first, but suddenly his whole body shook, and an incredible expression appeared on his face.

Qin Yuan, aren't you just standing here? Why is your inner breath in a state of cultivation? Ye Shaobei's face was full of disbelief.

Qin Yuan said indifferently: This is my talent, and it is also the reason why I can leave you far behind.

Ye Shaobei involuntarily took two steps back, he was completely shocked.

Thinking of how painful it is to go to the grave every day to control the inner breath, and then look at Qin Yuan's self-cultivation all the time.

I'm jealous!

Ye Shaobei wanted to cry.

[In Ye Shaobei's imagination, your talent is like that of a god; your imagination is successfully transformed, and your martial arts talent +88]

There was surprise in Qin Yuan's eyes.

His current martial arts talent has almost reached the peak of ordinary people's positive imagination. Nowadays, when others have a positive imagination, it is often +1 at most. But Ye Shaobei actually added 88 to himself?

For a moment, Qin Yuan only felt that his body's self-cultivation was faster.

At this time, Ye Shaobei was a little wilted, and he finally understood what his father often said: If you compare goods, you have to throw them away, and if you compare people, you have to die.

This person is incomparable with others!

Ye Shaobei looked at Qin Yuan dejectedly.

The two walked back to Yujing University together and turned the corner of the street. The sound of the engine roaring and bombing the street and the wanton laughter attracted their attention.

Qin Yuan turned his head, and saw a red Ferrari 488, dragging a traffic auxiliary policeman, running wildly on the street.

The young man driving the sports car and the snake-faced woman on the co-pilot laughed together.

I told you all, we just want to find a place to play chess. You insist on me bragging about that stuff, does that stuff have anything to do with me playing chess?

Drunk driving? Driving alcohol and not drinking cars makes some sense, can I not understand?

Hahaha, look at your expression, are you going to throw up? Cut off the speed, you can't stand it? Tsk, why don't you call the traffic police in the future, just change your name to Jiao Jing!

While talking, the young man was still stepping on the accelerator.

Law enforcement officers, are you belittled like this?

Qin Yuan was furious and frowned.

With a slight movement of footsteps, Qin Yuan was about to stop the Ferrari.

Ye Shaobei gently held Qin Yuan's arm and pulled him.

Qin Yuan paused, then turned around in confusion.

Ye Shaobei whispered: I know that person, Yuan Maocheng from Balitai University in Jinmen, his father controls the largest international trade business in Jinmen Port, and has intertwined international relations. Even if Qin Yuan is strong now, you really Compared with others, it is still too far behind.

What are you talking about? Does it have anything to do with the current matter? Qin Yuan said displeasedly.

Ye Shaobei sighed, and said bluntly: I mean, it's unnecessary to offend them for the sake of an auxiliary policeman.

Seeing that the car was approaching, Qin Yuan didn't have time to say anything, so he casually pushed Ye Shaobei's hand away.

Under Ye Shaobei's somewhat bewildered eyes, Qin Yuan jumped out.

Although the young man driving was alcoholic, he still had a trace of sobriety in his head. When he saw someone rushing out, he was shocked and slammed on the brakes.

The screeching sound of tires rubbing against the ground exploded.

Boom!

Qin Yuan pressed the hood of the Ferrari 488 with both hands, and successfully stopped the Ferrari 488 which had already slowed down.

Qin Yuan was also a little surprised. He didn't expect this person to know how to step on the brakes. Originally, he was ready to forcefully stop the car.

Where did the unlucky dog ​​thing come out? Haven't you heard that good dogs don't block the way? Yuan Maocheng pushed the car door cursingly, Man, this car was just picked up yesterday, and it hit you, a bitch, and it was damaged. , can you afford it?

It was only then that Qin Yuan realized that the reason this person stepped on the brakes was not because he was afraid of hitting someone, but because he was afraid of damaging the car.

At this time, the car door opened, and the auxiliary police officer whose clothes were caught by the car door rolled helplessly to the side of the road. He seemed to have suffered some injuries, but his life was not in danger.

Yuan Maocheng, who got out of the car, saw the two handprints of Qin Yuan on the hood, and he felt distressed: My car! It's a draft!

Just when Yuan Maocheng was viciously preparing to attack Qin Yuan, Qin Yuan quickly raised his hand and slapped Yuan Maocheng directly.

Yuan Maocheng was a little confused by this slap.

Qin Yuan said indifferently: Xiao Zhong, look directly at me!

Yuan Maocheng looked at Qin Yuan subconsciously.

Qin Yuan raised his hand, and greeted him with another big-ear photon.

Xiaozhong, look straight at me!

Qin Yuan made another sound.

Idiots look at you directly! Yuan Maocheng learned to be smart this time, instead of looking directly at Qin Yuan to receive a slap, he turned around and ran to the car.

Unexpectedly, just as he took a step, he felt a strong force on his buttocks.

Qin Yuan kicked his ass directly.

The piercing pain went straight to the brain, and Yuan Maocheng felt as if his tailbone had been kicked to pieces.

Lying on the ground in pain, Yuan Maocheng, who was at a loss, heard the five words that shocked him.

Xiaozhong, look straight at me!

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