If Bahanzi can't be beaten, why would they mention Han Feng?
[Jun Ting thinks Han Feng looks familiar, saying that he seems to have seen it somewhere, but he can't remember it.]
Su Qiao turned his head and glanced at the man who was following silently behind, his eyes flashing.
It seems that regarding the identity of Han Feng, we can also explore the tone of the man Jun Ting.
However, Su Qiao doesn't want to go.
Because...
As soon as she saw that guy, she wanted to beat him into a pig's head.
[Host, I suddenly remembered something. Han Feng's accent is from Underground Passage's Beijing movie, which is completely different from the accent in his hometown.]
444 seemed to have discovered a new world and was a little excited.
"Yeah."
Su Qiao was still very calm, but his eyes would glance at the man next to him from time to time.
Where did this guy come from, and what is his identity?
The most important thing is, why doesn't even he seem to know what's strange about him?
If he lost his memory for some reason, he probably had no memory at all.
But not only did he remember his name, where his home was, and what his parents did.
This is quite strange.
Han Feng felt uncomfortable looking at her.
"You... what are you looking at me doing? Is there something on my mouth?"
Han Feng couldn't help but wipe the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.
Su Qiao was a little disgusted. "There is mud on your sleeves, and it will only get dirtier the more you rub it. Where did you roll in the mud?"
"Also, if you don't look at me, how do you know I'm looking at you?"
It was obvious that this guy had been staring at her.
Along the way, I watched it no less than twenty times.
Being exposed, Han Feng blushed and began to stutter again, "I... I'm just... a little nervous."
"Why are you nervous?"
Su Qiao's face turned dark.
"Are you afraid that I will turn into a tiger and suddenly eat you?"
Han Feng shook his head hastily. "No, no, I think you... you are quite powerful, you even dare to hit that Young Master Jun."
And the beating was so hard, so clean and crisp, it was really unbelievable.
Su Qiao snorted coldly, "Is he some kind of amazing person with three heads and six arms? I don't dare to fight him?"
King of Hell She dares to hit her if she offends her.
Not to mention just a man.
Han Feng looked at her cautiously. "He... he seems to be your boss, aren't you afraid that he will fire you?"
Su Qiao glared. "Is there something wrong with your brain? I've told you before, he didn't fire me, I fired him, I kicked him away, do you understand?"
A capable person will never be afraid of losing his job, let alone the changes in his life.
For them, it is just another self-challenge.
After being scolded, Han Feng didn't dare to have an opinion, and nodded timidly. "I understand."
"Hold your head up, hold your chest out, and don't look like a coward or an eyesore."
Su Qiao The tree stick in his hand hit his chest again.
"Oh."
This time Han Feng endured it and did not jump away like a frightened rabbit. He puffed up his chest reflexively.
Afraid that he was not doing the right thing, he put his hands on both sides of his trousers and stood upright like a primary school student.
He originally looked only 1.76 or 77 meters tall, but suddenly he grew several centimeters taller.
"Come on, why are you looking at me, showing off your big eyes?"
She asked him to walk with his head held high, instead of asking him to stand in a military posture, okay?
"I feel like you are like my mother."
Han Feng scratched his head and laughed silly.
"..."
Su Qiao almost choked to death.
She shook her little fist fiercely. "You also want to try how hard my fist is?"