He couldn't remember how long it had been since he heard this cry.

Suddenly it sounded.

There was a sudden illusion. The prison boss stopped slowly, turned around, and looked at the young man in front of him with his majestic and stern eyes that ignored everything under the mask.

"Boss! Boss!"

"It's really you who is here." The young man waved to the prison boss, as if he was particularly happy, and could feel his heart relaxing.

I saw the young man's figure clearly.

The prison boss frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about who this boy was.

In the end, the prison boss did not remember Qiyao's existence. He asked Qiyao in a distant and cold tone: "Are you calling me?"

"..."

Click!

Heartbroken.

Qiyao thought that the prison boss was under surveillance, so he didn't dare to recognize him. Qiyao immediately closed his eyes and sensed whether there was any scent of Quan's family around him, and found that there was none!

Quan Jin, who was a hundred meters away, was lazily leaning against the wall.

She crossed her arms and listened to the conversation between Qiyao and the prison boss.

I don't know why...Qiyao, who was so powerful, couldn't feel Quan Jin's presence. He rushed up and grabbed the prison boss's clothes: "What are you doing?"

"You won't recognize me as a poor brother now that you have an identity, right?"

"Boss!"

"I have something urgent to ask you, you..."

Before Qiyao finished speaking anxiously, the prison boss withdrew his hand and slapped Qiyao on the shoulder, knocking Qiyao back several meters.

Vaguely.

Quan Jin heard the sound of ribs breaking.

The prison boss withdrew his hand with a normal expression. When his back was turned to Quan Jin, he glanced at Qiyao with a murderous look: "Are all the students in Fengjiang Academy like you?"

"So vain?"

"Boss? I have never heard that I have a younger brother!"

Finished talking.

The prison boss flicked the corner of his clothes that Qi Yao had touched, and suddenly turned around. The last look he looked at Qi Yao was so strange that it gave Qi Yao the illusion that the boss really didn't recognize him.

In order to prove that he did not admit the wrong person.

In other words...it proves that the prison boss is still on Quan Jin's side and does not obey the Quan family's orders.

"Whoosh-"

Qiyao immediately rushed forward and stood in front of the prison boss.

Stretch out your hand.

"Crash-"

Lifting off the mask worn by the prison boss, the familiar face was outlined in every stroke under the mask. Compared with the appearance in Qi Yao's memory, it was a bit more sharp, distant, and... ruthless.

It's him!

Qiyao could see very clearly that the man in front of her was really the boss.

But...why doesn't the boss recognize him?

Is it because he can't admit it for some reason? Or did the Quan family cast a spell on the boss and erase his memory of them?

"Someone is coming——"

Just when Qi Yao was holding the mask in one hand, lowering his head in thought.

The prison boss directly opposite had already spoken majestically, and he gestured to his subordinates behind him. Whether it was the look in Qiyao's eyes or the meaning of his words, they were so ruthless and cold-blooded:

"Break off his right hand!"

Qiyao suddenly raised his head.

The path leading to the teaching hall was five meters wide. In the middle, a young man raised his head in astonishment and looked at the brother who had lived and died with him with disbelief.

Qiyao doesn't believe it...

Even if the Quan family is present, there is no need for the boss to be so heartless, just let him go.

But now, he ordered his subordinates to cut off his right hand that lifted the mask? And the cold and unfamiliar look in his boss's eyes when he looked at him was so cold and strange that Qi Yao felt that he had really forgotten about him.

"Boss?"

"You want to hurt me?"

The man Qi Yao calls the boss has a cold and ruthless look in his eyes.

On the surface, there really wasn't any movement. No, not only on the surface, but also on the prison boss's action of pulling out a thin knife from his subordinate's hand and stabbing Qiyao's wrist veins.

No hesitation at all!

"Whoosh——"

The prison boss' cold gaze was directed at Qiyao. He held a thin knife in his backhand and aimed it at Qiyao's wrist... But with that glance, the boss immediately caught a glimpse of Qiyao's bandaged wound.

That crack!

It was scratched by the Quan family's jade plaque.

Qiyao stood there without hiding. The boss knew that the wound scratched by the jade sign was not an ordinary injury. Once Qiyao's wound was not repaired, the tendons were severed.

His wrist will most likely be crippled! This is not false!

"Zheng!"

The sharp knife carried by the strong wind, coupled with the boss's indifferent and cold-blooded gaze, got closer and closer to the veins of Qiyao's wrist.

As close as one meter, half a meter...

And the tendons that are about to break him...

But just when Qian Jun was about to shoot, a beautiful and stunning black shadow suddenly flashed in front of Qiyao's eyes, and then, the thin knife close to his wrist was tightly clamped by two fingers.

The person standing in front of Qiyao was a girl.

She slowly opened her eyes, raised the corner of her lips with a smile that was sinister, and said something domineering and protective to the prison boss directly opposite: "If you want to destroy him, destroy me first!"

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Chapter completed!