The 2770th Chapter Dangerous Game (18)

Ba Hanzi can't fight, how could they mention Han Feng?

[Jun Ting felt that Han Feng looked familiar, and said that he seemed to have seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it. 】

Su Qiao turned her head and glanced at the man who was following silently behind her, her eyes flashing.

It seems that with regard to Han Feng's identity, you can also explore the man's tone of voice in Junting.

However, Su Qiao did not want to go.

because……

As soon as she saw the guy, she wanted to beat him into a pig's head.

[Host, I suddenly remembered something, Han Feng's accent is an authentic Beijing film, which is completely different from the accent of the hometown film he said. 】

444 was a little excited as if he had discovered a new continent.

"Um."

Su Qiao was still very calm, but from time to time, he glanced at the man beside him.

Where did this guy come from, and what is his identity?

Most importantly, why does it seem like he doesn't even know what's wrong with him?

If it was due to amnesia for some reason, it should be no memory at all.

But he not only remembered what his name was, where his home was, and what his parents did.

It's weird.

Han Feng was uncomfortable with her.

"You... what are you looking at me for? Is there something on my mouth?"

Han Feng couldn't help wiping the corners of his mouth with his sleeves.

Su Qiao was a little disgusted: "You have mud on your sleeves, which will only get dirty more and more. In which mud did you live and roll?"

"Also, if you don't look at me, how do you know I'm looking at you?"

Obviously this guy has been staring at her meow.

Along the way, I watched it no less than twenty times.

Being dismantled, Han Feng blushed and began to stutter again: "I... I'm just... a little nervous."

"What are you nervous about?"

Su Qiao's face darkened.

"Could it be that I was afraid that I would turn into a tiger and suddenly eat you?"

Han Feng hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, I think you... You are very powerful, even that young master dares to fight."

And the fight was so ruthless, so neat and crisp, it was really incredible.

Su Qiao snorted coldly: "Is he a man with three heads and six arms? I don't dare to fight yet?"

If she offended her, she would dare to beat him.

Not to mention a mere man.

Han Feng looked at her cautiously: "He... he seems to be your boss, aren't you afraid that he will really fire you?"

Su Qiao stared: "Is there something wrong with your brain? I said it earlier, it wasn't him who fired me, it was me who fired him, and I kicked him, understand?"

Powerful people will never be afraid of unemployment, let alone the changes in life.

For them, it's just another self-challenge.

Being scolded, Han Feng didn't dare to have any opinion, and nodded slightly: "Understood."

"Look up, hold your chest out, don't look like a coward, it's an eyesore."

The tree stick in Su Qiao's hand patted his chest again.

"Oh."

This time, Han Feng resisted, instead of jumping away like a frightened rabbit, he puffed out his chest reflexively.

Afraid that he was not doing well, he was still like a primary school student, with his hands on the sides of the trousers seam, and he stood up straight.

Originally, it looked like only one meter seventy-six or seventy-seven, but suddenly it was several centimeters taller.

"Let's go, what are you looking at me for, showing off your big eyes?"

She asked him to walk with his head held high, not to let him stand in a military posture?

"I feel like you are like my mother."

Han Feng scratched his head and laughed a little silly.

"..."

Su Qiao was almost choked to death by him.

She shook her small fist fiercely: "Do you want to try how hard my fist is?"