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

Fang Duo was stunned for a while, Wen Qiao pointed at the vent: "Fuck me up here, ten minutes, ten minutes at most, I'll be back, you wait for me."

Fang Duo could only step on the toilet, and with the help of Wen Qiao, climbed into the vent, then stared at the person below, crying, "You must come back soon."

Wen Qiao turned around and looked for a tool in the room. She took off the iron rod on the towel rack and held it in her hand. Then she walked out of the bathroom lightly, put her ear on the door, and then slammed the door open. The two mercenaries responded quickly and immediately raised their hands...

Wen Qiao grabbed the arm of the man on the left and kicked him horizontally. The man on the right was kicked over by her. She grabbed the knife from the man's hand and thrust it hard, and the man's hand was nailed to the door.

How could she condone if she could collect money to kidnap others and frame it for her.

That tall and big mercenary couldn't believe that a weak girl could have such a skill.

Wen Qiao pulled out the knife stuck on the door, threw it hard, and pinned it on the shoulder of the man who got up from the ground.

The man screamed, Wen Qiao pulled out the knife, pressed it on his neck, and said in English, "I ask you, have you heard of someone from Su Ce?"

The tall foreigner wearing camouflage uniforms and Martin boots was shocked by her cruelty and didn't speak for a long time.

As soon as the knife in Wen Qiao's hand was forced, the blood in the man's neck leaked out.

In the dim light of the cruise ship corridor covered with red carpets, the picture is full of strangeness.

"Speak, do you know a man named Su Ce?"

"I don't know, I've never heard of it."

"Give you another chance." The tip of the knife had reached the man's throat, dripping with blood, staining Wen Qiao's white T-shirt red.

The visual impact caused a layer of madness in her eyes.

"Not really, never heard of the name."

Wen Qiao took out her phone and pulled out the photo of her uncle: "I don't know the name, but what about this face? Do you recognize this face?"

There was a trembling in the man's voice: "No...I don't know."

"Really don't recognize it?"

"really……"

Footsteps sounded behind her. Wen Qiao knew that she had no time. Seeing five or six men rushing towards her, Wen Qiao released her hand and kicked the man's chest with great strength. The man stepped back and temporarily blocked her. the way of those people.

Wen Qiao immediately turned around, entered the room, locked the door, bought herself a short time, and quickly climbed from the bathroom to the vent, she crawled forward with all her might.

The blade of the knife touched the man's throat, and his life was hanging by a thread. He said that he had never heard of or seen his little uncle, so it should be true.

Why haven't you seen it?

The little uncle was obviously taken away by the people of the pentagram.

why why?

At the end of the climb, Fang Duo seemed to have seen the savior: "Wen Qiao, you are finally here, I'm almost scared to death."

Seeing that Wen Qiao's white T was stained with blood at a glance, he screamed in fright, "You... are you injured?"

Wen Qiao gritted his teeth: "Shut up and go."

She reached out and pushed the cover on the top of the head, and the sea breeze immediately poured in. Wen Qiao pulled Fang Duo out of the ventilation duct, looked down, and saw a few mercenaries on the deck running towards them.

Fang Duo panicked: "What should I do? Wen Qiao."

Wen Qiao dragged her to the railing and pointed to the hemp rope: "Follow this, go down to the second floor first."

"I...I dare not."