Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

Seeing Su Qiao, the three little bastards in the village shrank their necks, and one of them, who was a little bolder, bit his head and said to the headed flathead:

"Brother Ming, it's her, this is this little girl. I don't know where I have recently posted a letter, and it's building a house and buying a car."

The flat head is not high, and he has a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks. When he saw Su Qiao, his eyes lit up: "Hey, you look good."

The little bastard in the village quickly reminded: "Brother Ming, you can be careful, this little girl has black hands."

"What are you afraid of, what kind of woman have I never seen, brother Ming? I like it better."

Saying that, Brother Ming touched the big gold chain on his neck and took two steps forward: "Little girl, my brother said you hurt them?"

"Brother, for the sake of your appearance, I won't make it difficult for you. You can give your brother a few thousand or five thousand medical expenses, and he will let you go today."

"It's okay if you don't want to pay for the medical expenses. According to my brother, you are an orphan and have no relatives. From now on, if you recognize my brother and I as a godfather, my brother not only doesn't want your money, but also gives you money to spend. Why? Sample?"

The more Brother Ming said, the more obscene his eyes stared at Su Qiao, his eyes wandering openly on her chest.

Su Qiao bit her back teeth and raised her lips coldly: "Want medical bills?"

"Okay, I'll round up an integer and give it to you together."

A few hooligans were stunned.

"Integer?"

"What's the meaning?"

Brother Ming obviously understood the homonym in Su Qiao's words, and his face suddenly sank:

"Little girls, don't make a toast, don't eat and punish you. In Baiyun Town, you don't ask me what my brother Ming does."

"I don't know what you do, but I know what I do."

Before Su Qiao finished speaking, people rushed over, "Miss Ben specializes in treating your madness."

"Slot, fight if you want to? I'm not ready yet."

"Brothers, kill me... ah..."

"Ah... my hand is broken, my hand is broken... let go, let go..."

"Stop hitting... don't hit... it hurts..."

The screams here alarmed the old village chief who was chatting under the banyan tree.

After seeing that it was Su Qiao, he immediately took the villagers and rushed over with a stick.

"Who are you? Dare to come to our village to be wild."

The dozen or so gangsters had been beaten by Su Qiao, and they had the intention to retreat. At this time, when they saw the villagers holding sticks and looking fierce, they smeared oil on the soles of their feet and ran away.

As for the three little gangsters in the village, they slipped away as early as Su Qiao started.

How could Su Qiao just let them go?

Immediately, he flew, and Brother Ming, who was about to run, kicked a dog and gnawed the mud. Then he was about to chase other people. Unexpectedly, a Cheng Yaojin was suddenly killed.

A strange tall man suddenly joined the battle, and he was agile and powerful.

Su Qiao didn't expect that there are still people here with such skills. He couldn't get away for a while, and could only watch the little gangsters escape without a trace under the pursuit of the villagers.

Fu Jingyao, who was chopping wood at home, got the news and hurried over with a hatchet in his hand.

Seeing Su Qiao fighting with a tall and strong man, he hurriedly rushed up with a hatchet: "Where are the chops?"

During the fight, Su Qiao hurriedly shouted, "Stand there, don't come here."

The man on the opposite side has very good rules in every move, and he doesn't look like a normal gangster.

"Su Qiao!" Fu Jingyao broke out in a cold sweat, holding the hatchet tightly in his hand.