Chapter 22
"Ow!"

Hong Yi twisted her face in pain, "You fucking... ah!"

He was kicking his knee unexpectedly while his mouth was dirty, and his knee softened, and he fell to his knees directly.

At this time, a pair of clear pupils looked straight into his eyes, and asked slowly: "Tell me, what do you want to do?"

"I don't know! Are you dead?! Hold her down!"

Hong Mao was going to be pissed off by the four who stood there and watched him being beaten.

The four people who were yelled at were relieved from the fright.

"Fuck! Let go of our boss!"

They wanted to save their boss from her clutches by relying on their numbers, but they underestimated the girl's strength.

The four skeptical people who were beaten by left kick and right punch did not dare to act rashly.

They want to curse.

The person who called them here never said that she was so good at fighting!And when she was doing it just now, she still held the boss's arm with one hand and never let go.

Depend on!
If I had known this earlier, I would have paid more!

Seeing that they finally stopped, Qingwu looked back at Hongmao, and smiled slightly: "I'll ask again, what do you want to do? If you don't answer honestly, I can't guarantee what will happen to your other arm."

The red hair has dominated this area for so long, and has never been so aggrieved.

He knelt in front of her and stared at her, gnashing his teeth to answer her question: "Someone paid us to wait here for you, and then recorded a video of you being bullied and posted it online."

The three words "being bullied" are very subtle.

Letting five men bully one girl is really vicious.

Qingwu tilted her head: "Who?"

"I don't know, we contacted by phone, but the voice is a woman."

She asked a few more questions, and the other party answered them all.

He answered honestly and didn't lie.

She pondered for a while, then looked at him condescendingly: "now, call that person."

Hongmao lowered his head, and when he heard the words, there was sinister malice in his eyes, but he begged for mercy: "It's okay, I'll call! But the phone is in my trouser pocket, you have to let me go first, little aunt."

Qingwu thought for a while, let go of the restraint on him, and took a step back.

Hongmao hurriedly stood up clutching his broken right hand, "I'll hit it right away, I'll hit it right away."

He reached into the left trouser pocket with his left hand and fumbled for it, and then he quickly took out a retractable utility knife from it, his face suddenly darkened, "I'll beat your mother! Fuck me!"

Holding the knife, he stabbed the girl in the chest.

"Master!" Bodhi exclaimed, unexpectedly this man was carrying a knife with him.

Qingwu looked at the tip of the knife that was stabbing towards him quickly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.When the tip of the knife was still two centimeters away from her chest, she lightly squeezed his wrist.

Then Hongmao found that no matter how hard he tried, the knife could not get any closer.

He was aghast.

There was a sharp pain in the wrist of his left hand, and his left hand was instantly bent into a strange arc. The knife dropped from his hand and was caught by a slender white hand.

The red hair didn't even have time to scream, and passed out from the pain.

"Boss!"

The other punks gasped in shock and trembled.

Dare to move?
dare not move!
Qingwu withdrew her hand, looked down at the utility knife in her hand, and suddenly, there were eager footsteps behind her.

Thinking that she was an accomplice of these people, when she turned around, she slashed upwards with the utility knife in her hand.But when she saw who was coming, she paused for a moment, quickly buckled her thumb on the bayonet of the utility knife, and retracted the tip of the knife.

(End of this chapter)

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