Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me (The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me)

Wen Qiao's voice shocked everyone present for a moment.

Xia Bai and Ding Hai quickly retreated to Wen Chi, holding the man who was still emotionally unstable.

Wen Qiao whispered: "Ding Hai, help me keep an eye on Xiao Mo."

"Okay, Sister Qiao."

The other party is a student from a vocational high school, located near the Ninth Middle School. There are many unlearned and unskilled gangsters who do all kinds of blackmail.

In the previous life, it was these students from the vocational high school who bullied Wen Mo. One of the younger brothers was beaten to a disability by Wen Chi, and Wen Chi was imprisoned for this.

And Xiao Mo...

Because he felt guilty for putting his brother in jail, he took pills and committed suicide.

There were five people in total, all of them looked at Wen Qiao with a sneer: "Why is there a beautiful sister here? She is prettier than Gu Yi, so she can be our boss's girlfriend."

"She seems to be the little mute's sister."

Wen Qiao's eyes were sharp and cold, he stretched out his hands to stretch his muscles, ran over, volleyed in the air, and kicked the yellow-haired boss in the chest. The yellow-haired boss was kicked back by Wen Qiao and fell to the ground. on the ground.

Wen Qiao stepped on his chest: "I want to be your girlfriend? Can you say it again?"

The five-person vocational high school team didn't seem to expect that Wen Qiao turned out to be a trainee, and they quickly helped their boss up.

The two tall men clenched their fists and rushed forward together. Wen Mo wanted to step forward to help his sister, but Ding Hai held him back: "Don't do it a disservice. Sister Qiao should be fine."

Last time it was also one against five. Brother Chi was able to support several of them, but Sister Qiao easily dealt with them.

These people from vocational colleges are just looking at bluffing people.

Wen Mo's eyes were red and he clenched his fists, feeling frightened and worried.

Wen Qiao grabbed a fist as big as a sandbag and held it down on his shoulder. With a little help, she flew into the air sideways and kicked the two people who were rushing towards her. The two people were knocked to the ground. She landed firmly and punched him out. On the chest of a tall man.

The tall man groaned.

Xia Bodinghai was dazzled by what he saw. Just like last time, those students from the vocational high school were helpless. After a while, they were all dealt with by Sister Qiao.

"Sister Qiao is mighty!"

"Sister Qiao is awesome!"

Wen Qiao walked step by step to the boss of the five-person group, grabbed the yellow hair, and stepped on his chest. The boss was scared now: "Sister, we were wrong."

Bang, Wen Qiao slapped him: "Little mute? Who is the little mute?"

Huang Maocheng was horrified: "Everyone... calls him that. He doesn't speak, but that's just..."

Wen Qiao picked him up and slammed him against the wall: "How much did you cost him?"

Huang Mao trembled and took out money from his pocket: "One hundred yuan. Your brother has a total of one hundred yuan."

"I mean, in total, how much did you knock him out from before to now?"

"Sister, I...can't remember."

Wen Qiao slapped him on the head again: "Sister, I'll give you some time, right here. Calculate how much you've paid our little Mo. If you don't spit it out today, I'll break one of your legs."

Huang Mao was so scared that he cried.

Why is he more ruthless than Lieutenant Colonel No. 9 Ba Wenchi?

The five-member vocational high school team squatted on the ground, took out their mobile phones, and began to count the total amount of money they had knocked on Wen Mo with trembling hands.

After twenty minutes of calculation, Wen Qiao lost all his patience and kicked Huang Mao's leg: "Is it so difficult to calculate?"

Huang Mao said with a sad face: "Sister, we...our grades are not good. If we can calculate it so quickly, we won't go to vocational high school."

Wen Qiao put one hand in his pocket: "It seems that there were a lot of knocks. It took so long to calculate it."