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

Ling Ning's attack was extremely fierce and so fast that all the boys present were dumbfounded.

With this punch, the little beauty's bones will be broken by her.

But he saw Wen Qiao move flexibly, catch Ling Ning's hand with his bare hands, and then use his strength to fight, his body quickly and elegantly flashed behind Ling Ning, and held down her shoulders. , a force...

Ling Ning was thrown over the shoulder and fell heavily onto the rattan mat.

There was silence in the venue for a moment.

The boys who had just laughed at Wen Qiao suddenly felt that their faces hurt.

Is this charming little girl using a cheat? Why is she more cruel than the cold woman?

I can't tell.

Ling Ning had never experienced such humiliation. Even though they had fought at the airport, she still underestimated her enemy this time.

She was lying on the rattan mat, and Wen Qiao beside her raised her lips: "Can I still fight?"

Ling Ning jumped up from the ground, clenched her fists, stared at Wen Qiao with a fierce look in her eyes.

Wen Qiao still looked that lazy: "If you admit defeat now, then let's call it a day and stop competing, okay?"

If Wen Qiao had said this just now, it would have definitely caused laughter, but now that she said this, the onlookers expressed their admiration.

It’s true that people cannot be judged by their appearance.

How could Ling Ning give up? As soon as she finished speaking, she fiercely stepped forward again, raising her foot at 180 degrees. Her attack was always merciless, fierce and fierce, and she kicked Wen Qiao in the head. .

The hearts of the onlookers were lifted.

Wen Qiao grabbed Ling Ning's ankle, pulled hard, and then gave her a heart-wrenching kick.

Ling Ning groaned and was kicked to the ground again.

She, Ling Ning, the number one combatant in the Pentagram, was beaten twice in a row by a seemingly delicate girl in front of everyone today.

How could she bear it?

The melon-eating boys who had mocked Wen Qiao just now were all convinced. Everyone whistled and cheered: "Beauty is awesome!"

"The beauty is so delicious!"

Wen Qiao looked at Ling Ning with a faint smile: "Do you want to continue?"

Ling Ning half-knelt on the ground and gritted her teeth: "Continue."

She switched to a hard attack, each move being extremely brutal, as if Wen Qiao was going to be killed, but if Wen Qiao wasn't flexible enough, he would definitely be seriously injured and disabled.

Originally, everyone watched the two girls fight with a joking attitude.

But now, everyone is beginning to worry about Wen Qiao's safety.

This cool girl is going to fight to death. If she doesn't dodge the attack, the little beauty will be in danger.

Wen Qiao was basically just defensive. After all, she was not aggressive, and she was also worried that she would not be able to hold back when she saw blood.

But this Ling Ning didn't seem to give her a way to survive, so she began to take it seriously.

The two fought for more than twenty rounds. Wen Qiao took advantage of Ling Ning's breathing time to suddenly attack and kicked Ling Ning in the chest.

With this kick, she showed no mercy and used ten percent of her strength.

Ling Ning was kicked back a few steps by the powerful force. Before she could take a breath, the huge force approached again. Wen Qiao quickly met her, punched her on the shoulder blade, and then pulled her wrist and threw her hard.

Just hear a click.

At least one person suffered broken bones.

Ling Ning's face instantly turned pale, and her forehead felt cold and dropped.

She had a broken bone and her defeat was certain.

She never thought that she would lose to that delicate girl.

Wen Qiao half-crouched in front of her: "Are you admitting defeat?"

Ling Ning gritted his teeth and stared at her: "Let's compete next time."

Wen Qiao smiled: "There will be no next time. If you lose, you lose. You are my loser. I hope you can recognize this fact."