"He didn't recover, Jun Wuwu, is this his real name?" Jun Xiaoqing didn't know what it was like in her heart, some masters, but a little distressed, happy that Jun Wuwu only remembered his name, but did not completely recover his memory, in this way, Jun Wuwu would not leave, it can be seen that Jun Wuwu is a little crazy, and she hopes that Jun Wuwu can recover her memory.

Jun Wuwu's crazy appearance really made her extremely distressed. But she couldn't do anything but look painfully at Jun Wuwu, who was standing in front of the window with his body trembling slightly.

"Should I let him see those things?" At this moment, Jun Xiaoqing was extremely contradictory in her heart.

Seeing Jun Wuwu standing in front of the window like crazy, Huang Mao and the young man who had several pierced ears in his ears were secretly relieved.

"Nima, it's really cruel, this is a killing god, it's better to get out of here quickly, otherwise when this killing god comes to his senses, he will not be slaughtered. Looking at the previous appearance, this killing god didn't have the slightest scruples about killing the two of them. The two of them looked at Jun Wuwu's eyes in horror, endured the great pain on their bodies, quietly got up, supported each other, and wanted to leave quietly.

"Where do you want to go?" The indifferent and cold voice suddenly sounded, and when the yellow-haired two heard this voice, their whole bodies couldn't help but stiffen, and they couldn't take a step again.

"Don't you need to pay for the damage?"

Jun Wuwu's figure doesn't know when, but he has come behind the yellow-haired two.

The two of them looked bitter and scolded in their hearts.

"Nima, these damaged things are our business, it's not all because you, the god of killing, are too heavy, so that our bodies and those tables and chairs come to give intimate contact, these things are all damaged by you, and now you want us to compensate, Nima, you are too bad."

The two of them scolded and complained in their hearts, but they didn't dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction on their faces.

I really hit a ghost today, isn't it just that my mouth is a little cheaper, and I actually met a killing god.

"Lose, we pay." The two said again and again. The two guys took out their wallets, opened them and saw that the two of them looked bitter, it turned out that these two guys only had one or two hundred yuan in their wallets, and there was no money to compensate for the damage.

The two of them usually eat overlord meals, and they rarely bring money out to eat at all, not to mention that there are still people who have a treat today, and they don't bring any money with them. Where would you have thought that you would have met Jun Wuwu, the killing god, now when they look at the wallet, the two of them instantly feel dizzy, if they can't compensate, will they be kicked to death by this killing god.

At this time, Jun Wuwu had already walked in front of the two, and also saw the situation in the wallet of the two, and the corners of his mouth showed a faint but cold color.

"Hehe, you just have this money, it doesn't seem to be enough! What can I do? Jun Wuwu spoke slowly, and the cold glint in his eyes made the yellow-haired two shudder.

"Boss, we forgot to bring money when we went out today, but it doesn't matter, let's just make a phone call and ask someone to send the money."

Jun Wuwu nodded noncommittally, but the corners of his mouth raised a faint sneer.

"Call someone to send money, I'm afraid it's to call for help." Jiang Jun sneered in his heart, but he did not break the thoughts of the two.

Huang Mao took out the phone, dialed the phone, and soon the phone was connected.

"Brother Hu, I'm Huang Mao, something happened to me and Ah Jun......"

Jun Wuwu stood aside quietly with a cold face, and did not listen to Huang Mao's words, but every word Huang Mao said came into his ears very clearly.

Jun Xiaoqing walked to Jun Wuwu's side with some concern, "Xiao Ming, oh, no, let's get out of here quickly." We have paid for the losses here. ”

Jun Xiaoqing just wanted to call Jun Wuwu Xiao Ming, but suddenly remembered that Jun Wuwu had already remembered his name and couldn't call the other party Xiao Ming anymore.

However, she is still very worried, although she knows and sees Jun Wuwu's strong strength, but there is a group of people behind these little gangsters, and any means can be used to offend them. Although Jun Wuwu is strong, in the face of endless means of retaliation, sooner or later he will suffer.

Jun Wuwu smiled faintly at Jun Xiaoqing and said, "Sister, don't worry, it's okay." ”

Jun Xiaoqing's worries, how could Jun Wuwu not know, but he didn't have the slightest worry at all, there was a voice in his heart telling him that for these little gangsters, only by letting them know their strength could they be able to do it once and for all, so that they didn't dare to have other ideas.

Of course, this kind of power is not ordinary power, but a shocking power.

The reason why Jun Wuwu let Huang Mao move the rescue troops was to completely deter them, so that they would not dare to raise any thoughts of revenge at all.

When Jun Xiaoqing heard that Jun Wuwu still called her sister, she couldn't help but feel a surge of joy in her heart.

She really didn't want Jun Wuwu to leave, but she also knew that once Jun Wuwu regained his memory, he would leave her.

At this point, from the time she saw Jun Wuwu and saw Jun Wuwu's combat uniform, she knew that Jun Wuwu was by no means a simple person, and such a person could not be ordinary and plain.

Sooner or later, he will leave, but Jun Xiaoqing hopes that this day will come later, and it is better never to come.

About ten minutes later, two vans appeared at the door of the hotel, and more than a dozen young people in different costumes and steel pipes got out of the cars at once. Finally, a young man of about twenty** with a scar on his cheek and a cold expression got out of the car.

The young man with the scar got out of the car and raised his eyes, glanced at the hotel coldly, raised his feet and entered the hotel, and a group of fierce young men with steel pipes in their hands behind him also poured into the hotel.

"You injured my brothers and tried to blackmail them?"

The young man with scar looked at Jun Wuwu and said coldly. Looking at Jun's carefree gaze, he was extremely ruthless.

"Blackmail, when did I blackmail them, which eye did you see and that ear heard?"

A fierce light flashed in the scarred youth's eyes, "Call me." The scar young man's voice fell, and the group of people behind him had already rushed up with a steel pipe, smashing towards Jun Wuwu.

Jun Wuwu's eyes flashed, and he reluctantly raised his hand and punched out.

"Peng!" A red-haired young man who rushed to the front was hit in the face by a punch, and in an instant tears, snot, and blood flowed sideways, and his body was bombarded by a huge force and flew out. Hit the person behind him hard, and in an instant, three or four people were knocked out by him and fell to the ground.

And this red hair tilted his head and passed out completely.

"A bunch of garbage, you deserve to do it with me, let's all die.." Jun Wuwu shouted loudly and rushed into the crowd.

(To be continued.) )