Chapter 1001: A Wave of Affection, 9 Games of Abuse

After getting out of the car, Bo Jiu's boyfriend power returned.

The specific form is that the visiting doctor raised his head for the third time and said: "This is just a minor injury. You don't need to be hospitalized. Just be careful not to get wet."

The doctor specifically wanted to say that it was just a cut on his finger, so there was really no need to come to the hospital, right?

Bo Jiu was finally convinced by the doctor, but at this time, she paused and raised her eyes: "He is a professional e-sports player, and his hands are very important to him. How about taking a picture and checking his wrist? "

"If you insist." The doctor didn't think it was necessary, but the family members requested that they still write out the order. But how can such a stupid person have a traumatic injury and still need to take a X-ray? Isn't it?

The doctor shook his head.

Qin Mo reached out and took the pen away from the doctor's hand, and said in a low voice: "It's not necessary, just prescribe some medicine to treat trauma."

The doctor let out a long sigh. Fortunately, this man still had some sense.

Bo Jiu didn't know that he was being regarded as an irrational person. While taking the order, he told the master: "Don't eat spicy food, don't smoke..."

Having said this, she paused, stretched out her hand, and put all the cigarettes and silver mobile phones in Qin Mo's pocket into her palm: "I will help you solve these problems."

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man beside him: "Then tell me, if you don't come back with me tonight, I won't be able to touch the water with my hands. How should I solve the problem of taking a bath?"

The doctor and the patients around him looked at each other.

Bo Jiudun said: "Something really happened today."

"Then tomorrow." Qin Mo made the agreement calmly: "Change the dressing tomorrow. You can't let me change the dressing myself."

What Qin Shen said was really sinister.

If the magicians were to hear this, they would definitely complain about who treated the gunshot wound by himself without even using anesthetics, but now it’s just a broken finger...

Bo Jiu was told by the master that he had a little bit of uneasy conscience.

After all, when her eyes were inflamed, it was the master who gave her medicine.

"Okay." Bo Jiu nodded, and the silver vortex was on the top of his head.

It gets a little hairy when you get serious.

Qin Mo reached out and pressed down the stupid hair.

Within a second, it tilted up again.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows.

Bo Jiu raised the corners of his mouth and said with white teeth: "It's time to cut your hair."

"Aren't you considering staying longer?" Qin Mo's tone sounded a little careless.

Bo Jiu was asked: "I won't consider it yet."

"Um."

that's all?

Bo Jiu couldn't tell anything from the great god's attitude.

But one thing was clear to her. All her actions today seemed to be exposing herself.

Smith's ego prevented him from detecting any other information.

But the master is not Smith.

No detail is missed in his presence.

Her victory lies in rebirth.

But Bo Jiu knew very well that even this link was gradually falling apart.

The Great God is too smart, and doubts have fallen on her many times. If one day, the Great God is no longer so rational and thinks of transferring his soul.

Then she would really have to face his resistance and rejection.

Bo Jiu's fingers froze for a moment. It was because of this that she couldn't even mention things from her childhood.

If at the beginning, she wanted to ask the master if you had any friends who were particularly good at playing when you were a child.

So now Bo Jiu would rather he didn't think of it. In that case, at least making some decisions wouldn't be so painful.

For example, when you need to catch her with your own hands.

Bo Jiu smiled and stretched lazily, so she had to run ahead of time.

She didn't want to be an enemy of the great god.

According to Qin Mo's character, after this time, even if he goes home, he will not give someone complete freedom. After getting on the off-road Land Rover, he ordered in a very calm voice: "Follow Master Ninth, go check, she wants to go where."

"yes."

Under normal circumstances, even if the bodyguards in black are not guarding Qin Mo, they will be three hundred meters away, like shadows from ancient times.

They will appear when Qin Mo needs him.

"Drive to the police station."

Qin Mo's eyes were deep, and his medicine-coated fingers were still wet and cool. For some reason, it reminded him of the soft and smooth jade before.

His eyes deepened a little further.

If such a big thing happened, it was impossible for the people above not to know about it.

But at the same time, Bureau Huang also received a call, which probably said, "Don't be so reckless in the future. What if the remote operation does not stop? The people are in danger." and so on.

"Leave all interrogation matters to Smith." The man sighed and said, "Young master of the Qin family, please give me some advice. It's a good thing to be motivated, but you have to follow the procedures. Don't do it without applying. Decisiveness will make us very passive. Have you ever thought about who will be responsible if something happens?"

Bureau Huang frowned and wanted to speak.

"Okay, trust Smith, he is no worse than Qin Mo."

Bureau Huang listened to the busy tone over there and tightened his fingers.

Smith was preparing in the interrogation room. When he saw Qin Mo walking in, he only raised his eyes: "Mr. Qin? I have long admired your name, but you should have got the news. I am fully responsible for this interrogation. , you can listen in for a while, but please don’t affect me, okay.”

Qin Mo stood tall and straight, with a light look in his eyes. He swept over him and asked instead of answering: "Have you fought with Z many times?"

"Of course." Smith was not such a sharp person, and he knew how to restrain himself: "After all, I am from the Fifth Path. Everyone knows that it is Z's home court. We are in the same place, so it is hard not to fight."

"Really." Qin Mo lowered his body slightly: "Then has she ever been to Jiangcheng?"

Smith smiled: "Mr. Qin, have you forgotten? Now, Z is in Jiangcheng."

Qin Mo: "I mean before."

"Of course not." Smith half raised his eyebrows: "You just want to ask this."

The tone seemed to be that Qin Mo asked a very stupid question.

Qin Mo glanced at him: "I want to ask a lot of questions."

"For example?" Smith shrugged, which meant that you always have to ask some nutritious questions before I can answer them.

Qin Mo looked at him and said slowly: "How many times have you lost to Z?"

Smith:...

If I have to use a language to describe Smith's reaction at this time, it's like being stabbed directly in the chest. It really hurts. Even the expression on his face resists such a question!

Qin Mo was very careless: "It seems that this question is difficult to answer, but I also said that I have learned a little psychology. Judging from the surface reaction, it should be that I have never won once."

This time, Smith froze. When he cursed heavily and wanted to find Qin Mo to explain this issue.

The man had turned around and was about to leave, and his voice was still very indifferent and noble: "With your level, it is indeed the case. It's hard to interrogate."

Bang!

The door of the interrogation room was closed casually.

This made Smith have the urge to kill for the first time!

What Bo Jiu said was right. Where there are great gods, the poisonous tongue can also make people collapse. In fact, there is no need to use knives or guns.

But Bo Jiu didn't expect that the master would use his venomous tongue to inquire about her.

Fortunately, she had never been to Jiangcheng before.

There was one thing Smith didn't know, that is, Bo Jiu had been to China, at the junction of the three countries in the Golden Triangle.

It was also there that she encountered the fatal ambush...

Time passed little by little.

After separating from Qin Mo, Bo Jiu thought that since she was going to accompany He Honghua to the banquet, she couldn't wear such a cleaner's clothes.

She had to buy a decent suit, and it was time to cut her hair.

The boy put one hand in his trouser pocket and blew the hair in front of his eyes.

Originally, he wanted to get a haircut first, and then go to the men's clothing store on the same floor to pick out a suit.

Who knew that as soon as she entered the store, someone pointed at her and shouted: "Oh my god! Master! God! Savior!"

Bo Jiu looked at the middle school patient who was pointing at her: "It's you."

"God!" The prickly-haired young man probably just had his hair cut, and the hairstyle was really funny: "Let's put aside the grudge between No. 1 Middle School and No. 2 Middle School for the time being, can you do me a favor."

Bo Jiu smiled lazily: "No, I'm in a hurry to cut my hair."

"The one who washes hair in this store is my younger brother." The prickly-haired young man was very serious: "Help me play a game, I'll ask him to wash your hair first!"

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows: "Why do you have so many younger brothers?"

"Everyone is working part-time, it's not easy." The prickly-haired young man looked like a social person.

Bo Jiu was helpless: "Use your account to play? Is it another struggle about honor?"

"This time it's not honor." At this point, the prickly-haired young man was still a little embarrassed: "It's a girl I like, and I said I would take her to fly in the hero mobile game."

Bo Jiu didn't need to ask the result, there was a huge pit in front of him, and he had to take people to fly.

"I didn't expect that the girl is better than me!" The prickly young man was a little unbelievable when he said this: "I just told her that I need to change my network card to a place with a good network and play another game!"

"Actually, you need to set aside some time and find a band to play with." Bo Jiu took out the cigarette he had snatched from the master and threw it to the prickly young man: "Arrange someone to wash my hair. In the future, don't go to the No. 1 Middle School for trouble, especially the girls. In the future, if you see our No. 1 Middle School girls walking on the commercial street and being targeted by thieves, you guys in No. 2 Middle School should protect them. Why do you always find trouble with girls, you big men?"

When the prickly young man heard this, he immediately said: "Those are all made by scumbags. Don't worry, I will give them orders when I go there tomorrow. Although our No. 2 Middle School students are not very good in terms of academic character, there is one thing, we are very kind to women!"

Is this how to be kind to women? Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows and said nothing more. When he lay down, he took the prickly young man's phone.

That guy stood next to her, pointing at the avatar in the friend list: "This is it, isn't it beautiful? Don't compete with me, I warn you first."

"Dear, this is just a photoshopped picture, I really can't tell whether it is beautiful or not. No matter how beautiful it is, can it be as beautiful as Qin Shen?" Bo Jiu thought to himself, even if I like it, I like the most beautiful one, what's yours.

If ordinary people heard this, they would definitely think that this is comparable, a man and a woman.

But second-year students are second-year students.

"Don't say it, Qin Shao does look good to me." The prickly young man said seriously.

Bo Jiu took this opportunity to enter the game and prepared to play casually.

Who knew that he had a request: "You must choose an assassin when you choose later!"

"Aren't you the best at playing tanks?" She still remembered the first time they met, this second-year play, always rushing.

The thorny young man shook his head: "You don't understand, now girls are obsessed with assassins, I don't know who started the trend..." At this point, he paused: "It's you, when you were in the professional league, you always played assassins, and you often got the first kill. No, I want to ask you, have you ever considered the feelings of people like us? It's not easy to chase girls! Everyone talks about Jiudian Jiudian every day, it's depressing."

Bo Jiu: ...

She couldn't respond to this.

She hadn't been to school for a long time, and didn't know it was like this.

First, adjust the page. Since you choose an assassin, change the attribute combination, then invite people in, and the game starts.

At this time, the shampooer has already started to apply conditioner.

The game of Heroes originally allows voice communication, which is for better cooperation between teammates.

Bo Jiu turned on the receiver, but not the microphone. He could clearly hear the voice of a girl on the other side, who was playing an attack mage: "I say, Qing, such a pit, why do you always drag him in?"

"He's not a pit." The girl named Qing played a tank.

Bo Jiu looked at the lineup and found it reasonable. No matter what the other party said, he rushed out and killed the other party's jungle.

What Big Spade likes to do most when playing games.

Of course, he attacks the opponent's jungle and leaves the opponent with no jungle to attack.

After rushing over, he did not start fighting immediately, but hid in the bushes next to Blue Baba.

At this time, the girl playing the attack mage spoke again: "Hey, can you come back? You only know how to give away heads."

"Don't worry about him, he is from No. 2 Middle School, his academic performance is not good, and his brain is not working well." At this time, the shooter spoke, and the voice sounded very arrogant.

The thorny young man clenched his fingers, but he didn't say a word.

This made Bo Jiu raise his eyes and look at him.

After all, she knew this middle school student very well, and he had a temper that could be easily ignited.

When someone said that, he didn't even say anything back?

Bo Jiu's eyes swept across the screen again, and fell on the girl playing the tank. It seemed that this guy really liked this person.

"His brain is not bad." The tank girl's voice became cold: "If you keep doing this, don't play."

The shooter seemed to be afraid that the girl would be angry: "I'm afraid that he will give away heads for nothing. If you don't like to hear it, I won't say it. I will lead you to win later."

The tank girl didn't speak.

The girl playing the attack mage spoke: "I know you are here, we can't lose, the master will lead us."

"No problem, as long as someone doesn't give away too much." The shooter's tone was still mocking.

For these words, Bo Jiu seemed not to hear them. He just looked at the blue monsters that the other party killed, calculated the blood volume, and then...