Vol 2 Chapter 468: The crazy of old men

Even though everyone knows that Qin Luo's method is more tossing than a beating Tesla, but they really can't say anything.
Ghost spirit?
The corner of Qin Luo's mouth twitched, he was not a ghost, he was a serious scholar.
"You think my method is suitable," Qin Luo asked tentatively.
Fu Zhendong thought about it seriously, then shook his head, and said, "There is still a little missing."
"What is missing?"
"Your hands are still too soft. One hundred times is enough. I think it must be at least 200 upwards..." Fu Zhendong raised his eyebrows and said with squinting eyes.
"How can 200 be enough? I think 300 is appropriate."
"Old Zhang 300 times is too cheap for him. He even dared to kidnap Qin Luo. I don't think he could recognize his mistake if he didn't have 500 times..."
"..."
All of a sudden, a group of professors expressed their opinions. Fortunately, everyone was a one-hundred-and-a-hundred plus one, but later, when they opened their mouths, they went up two hundred, and the asking prices were getting higher and higher, as if they were in an auction.
But the unit of accounting for other people's auctions is money, and the unit of accounting for this auction is "pain."
Tesla's pain.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the "price" is already thousands.
Looking at the price that was still rising, Qin Luo slipped three black lines on his forehead.
As the saying goes, the more amiable people are, the more terrifying they are when they go crazy.
And this group of old men is just like that.
Qin Luo took a deep look at Fu Zhendong, opened his mouth and finally failed to speak.
At this moment, Qin Luo even sympathized with Tesla a little bit.
Oh, this hapless kid...
Unknown, Tesla looked at the red-faced professors who were arguing, thinking it was arguing about him.
For a moment, his heart was surging and he shouted: "Fu Yuan, Fu Yuan, save me."
The wind was calm, the rain stopped, and even the sound of breathing disappeared.
At this moment, the audience is silent!
Everyone turned their heads and looked at Tesla blankly, seeing Tesla's heart frizzy.
"Fu Yuan?" Tesla greeted carefully.
Fu Zhendong smiled and turned to look at Wu Ju behind him, "Wu Ju, you should know what to do?"
"Don't worry, Fu Yuan, of course I know what to do." While speaking, Wu Xusheng waved his hand at the assistant beside him, and said: "Take out our notebooks and pens, and give them to Tesla. Let him take care of it. To learn from China’s Code of Conduct."
"Understand!" The assistant smiled coldly, turned and opened the trunk of the car.
Soon a stack of notepads and a set of signature pens were sent to Tesla.
"..."
Seeing this scene, Tesla has already guessed the reason.
At this moment, Tesla trembled all over, his face was ashen.
"You can't do this to me, I'm Tesla, the heir of Infiniti..." Tesla roared with a trembling voice.
"Pop!" In the next moment, Qin Luopu slapped a fan-sized slap on his head and said sharply: "Do you still dare to resist?"
"Qin Luo!"
"Pop!" This time it was Fu Zhendong's hand.
"you guys……"
"Bah~" Wang Xuecai also applied to join the battle circle.
Behind Wang Xuecai, there are countless old professors who are eager to try. They rolled up their sleeves, rubbed their palms, and slapped them at will.
At this moment, Tesla was chilling in his heart.
He looked forward to the stars and the moon, and what he was looking forward to was not a savior, but a group of demons.