Chapter 1225
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
This kind of scum born from a third party scum dared to show off in front of him. He had to beat him up until he didnât dare to make another sound.
It was a deserted alley, and there were puddles of water on the ground after the rain. Wu You spat on Gu Xiao, grabbed his hair, and slammed him against the wall.âWas that Wen Qiao last time? Help you? Do you think that weâre afraid of you just because Wen Qiao is here? What kind of dream was she having? This is an internal matter for us to reopen. Sheâs just from Central Conservatory of Music, whatâs she doing here?â
Wen Qiao didnât rush forward. Instead, she took out her phone and recorded a video of Wu You and his lackeys beating Gu Xiao up. She only strode forward after she had gathered enough evidence.
There was a pile of bamboo poles by the side of the alley. She picked one up and, as if she had suddenly learned Qinggong, she leaped over and kicked Wu You in the back.
Caught off guard, Wu You was sent flying into the wall by the force of the kick. His head was bleeding.
âWho the f * ck is that?â
Wen Qiao smacked him on the head with the bamboo pole and said in a sinister voice, â âI think you guys didnât get enough of the beating last time.â
The Lackey trembled as he took out his phone, seemingly wanting to secretly take a video. Wen Qiao walked over with her bamboo pole and accurately smacked the phone out of the boyâs hand. The boy looked at her in fear and trepidation.
Wen Qiao held a long bamboo pole in her hand and hit the boyâs leg with it. The boy wailed in pain and fell to his knees with a plop.
âItâs you again!â Wu You gritted his teeth.âWhy do you have to be a busybody every time?â I advise you to be tactful and leave.â
Wen Qiao lowered her head and laughed coldly. Iâm saying this to you. The beating you received last time was obviously not enough.
As soon as he finished speaking, a few more boys came to the alley.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Wu You smiled smugly. you can still get out of here now.
There were a total of four boys. Including the three of them, there were seven boys in total.
âThereâs no such thing as âscramâ in my dictionary,â replied Wen Qiao nonchalantly.
thatâs crazy, â Wu You chuckled. Iâll let you see if the word âcrazyâ exists in your dictionary.
Gu Xiao grabbed Wen Qiaoâs wrist and said worriedly, â forget it, Wen Qiao, letâs go quickly. Donât fight them head-on. They have the advantage in numbers.
Wen Qiao gripped the bamboo pole in her hand tightly and reached out to stop him. âDonât worry, Iâll help you.â
As soon as she finished speaking, she held a bamboo pole in her hand and slammed it directly into the chest of the aggressive boy. The force was so strong that the boy was pushed back and hit the three boys behind him. The four boys were knocked to the ground by a bamboo pole.
Of course, they were not convinced, and they jumped up again.
Wen Qiao laughed coldly. With a leap, she made use of the cement bag next to her to land another kick on Wu Youâs chest.
A chaotic battle broke out, but Wen Qiaoâs posture was as smooth as floating clouds and flowing water. In the midst of the chaotic punches, she used the force of the punch to hit the opponent, and with each punch, she kicked over a strong man.
Of course, it was impossible for her to not be injured at all when the seven boys attacked her at the same time. Very quickly, his face was also bruised. This punch made her even angrier, and she was even more merciless.
Soon, the ground was covered with wailing boys.
Wen Qiao was caught off guard and didnât notice that a boy behind her had pounced on her with a large brick. Gu Xiao didnât even have time to think before he flew over and protected her from behind.