Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

With fire burning in his heart, seeing Su Qiao reaching out his hand, he threw the bag in annoyance.

"Come on, it's all rubbish, do you think the old lady will be rare?"

Do not care?

Su Qiao was holding the messed up waterproof bag with a bad expression on her face.

Staring at the golden cross bag on her waist: "That's my chocolate."

"You say it's yours, but it's yours? Is your name written on it?"

Lin Xiaohua is not stupid. At this time, eating is of course the most important thing.

It's all in her pocket, where will she hand it over?

Su Qiao's face was completely cold: "I advise you to return it to me, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you."

Chocolate is the most suitable for replenishing physical strength.

It is also based on this point that the clone will be put into a waterproof bag in case of emergency.

"Oh, you are a little girl, why are you being rude to me?" She, Lin Xiaohua, was not frightened.

She decided to give the little girl in front of her some color to see.

He looked around quickly, and immediately scolded Da Biao: "Waste, what are you doing there? Didn't you see that she was looking for trouble for me?"

"I..." Da Biao blushed, hesitating and not wanting to go forward.

Lin Xiaohua hated his useless appearance the most, and angrily akimbo:

"What are you? Roll over to the old lady immediately and give this little bitch some color."

Da Biao hesitated for a while, then moved slowly in front of Su Qiao, blushing, not daring to look at her, "Yes... I'm sorry."

To be honest, even Su Qiao looked down on the muscular, tall man in front of him.

However, since he was willing to stand up for that woman, she wouldn't hold back.

Gently turning the still painful ankle, Su Qiao shook her wrist, ready to use the fastest speed to turn over this stupid big man.

Unexpectedly, before he could make a move, his hand was grabbed by someone.

Although Ji Hanfeng was sitting under the tree, his eyes never left Su Qiao.

Of course he saw the situation here.

After hesitating for a long time, he looked at Su Qiao, whose right foot was obviously wrong, but couldn't help but come forward.

Su Qiao turned her head, saw that it was him, and hurriedly retracted her fist.

He looked kind: "What are you doing here? Why don't you sit properly? The wound on your leg hasn't been treated yet, what should I do if it bleeds after a while?"

Ji Hanfeng's eyes flashed, he glanced in Da Biao's direction, and tugged at the sleeves of her sportswear: "Don't...don't go, your feet...the feet hurt."

Su Qiao was stunned for a moment, and when he saw his eyes fell on his right ankle, he immediately understood.

"My foot is just off the scoop, the joint has recovered, it's fine."

Putting the backpack in his hand into his arms: "Go back and wait in peace, I'll go get the chocolate back, and I'll get you some clean clothes back."

"..." Ji Hanfeng's mouth twitched twice.

Did she reverse the position?

Shouldn't she be the one who goes back and waits and gets on by herself?

However, he is now a 'fool' who has lost his memory.

Su Qiao pushed him gently: "It's okay, he can't beat me, be obedient and go back quickly."

Ji Hanfeng was silent for a moment, holding his bag, walked behind her and stood still, his attitude was obvious.

Although this woman is wicked, he can only bully her, and no one else can think about it.

Su Qiao couldn't do anything about him either, so she could only remind herself to protect him when there was a fight.

She looked at the muscular big Biao, and suddenly a flash of inspiration came up with a plan.

"Big man, this is not an ordinary island. Maybe we will never be able to get out. Are you sure you want to keep being enslaved and bullied by them in such a low voice?"

Here, any family background, identity, money, all lose their role.

The rules of survival have changed, and it has become a complete law of the jungle.

Here, only fists and only special abilities are useful.

At first they may not realize it, but slowly, they will be defeated by the harsh reality.