Chapter 1232: Belong to her original self
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Although Ye Wanwan was filled with self-confidence, she also knew her limits. She had only trained in taekwondo for a short while and during this period of ti, the potential she exhibited wasn’t that great…
Moreover, a person’s potential for the martial arts was one thing while fitness quality was another. No matter how high her potential for martial arts was, even if she could learn everything in a short amount of ti, her body still needed to train for many years in order to have the necessary fitness level to match.
It was like what Ye Mufan and everyone had been saying – once she got drunk, a single punch could heavily dent a car… Pure, brute strength was needed in order to accomplish such a feat.
Ye Wanwan knew better than anyone what she was and was not capable of. Even if she set aside how she never trained before, normal people couldn’t even break tal after training for decades.
If she truly wasn’t Ye Wanwan and all her mories were forcibly inputted by Si Yehan, then the abnormal power and god-like fighting capability should belong to her original self before her mories were erased.
If she truly wasn’t Ye Wanwan, then her martial arts ability which ca out of nowhere could be explained. Everything belonged to her original self.
Then, if she lost all her mories to beco Ye Wanwan who had nothing to do with her…
“I… Who am I then…” Ye Wanwan trembled, her eyes lost with confusion.
“What do you an, who you are?” Ye Mufan stared at Ye Mufan with an incredulous expression.
The phone suddenly rang before he could hear Ye Wanwan’s reply.
Ye Wanwan glanced at the caller ID. It was a call from Naless Nie.
Afterward, Ye Wanwan picked up the call.
“Hello…” Naless Nie’s voice resounded from the phone.
“What is it?” Ye Wanwan asked.
“Hello? What did you say? My signal isn’t good here… Co to the Yong’an food stall… See you in half an hour…”
Without waiting for Ye Wanwan’s reply, Naless Nie directly ended the call.
The Yong’an food stall Naless Nie ntioned was the food stall where Ye Wanwan first t Naless Nie and his group of five.
“Who was it?’ Ye Mufan asked.
“A friend…” Ye Wanwan glanced at Ye Mufan and said, “A friend is looking for . I’m going to leave first.”
When Ye Mufan heard this, he nodded. “Go. There are still so things I need to do so I won’t tag along.”
Ye Wanwan: “…”?I never wanted you to co with …
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Yong’an food stall.
“Boss, give a private room!”
Devotee walked carefreely into the food stall and said this to the owner who appeared rather familiar.
“Okay.” The owner glanced towards Devotee.
And this one glance caused the food stall owner to be dumbfounded.
He could recognize these people even if their bodies decayed beyond recognition. Back then, they caused a stir in his store when they ate and drank and didn’t pay a single cent.
“You have money?” The food stall owner asked Devotee.
“What do you an have money when I’ve never lacked money?” Afterwards, Devotee took out two fifty-dollar bills from his pocket. “Boss, give us food equivalent to this amount.”
“How many people do you have?” The owner accepted the money as he asked this.
“Six people!” the Taoist devotee replied.
Once he said that, he turned and walked into the private room, leaving the dumbfounded food stall owner to stare at the two fifty-dollar bills.
Inside the private room, the Taoist devotee, Spray of Flowers, and several others were all sitting down.
“Where are the captain and the bloody stutterer? Why aren’t they here yet?” Spray of Flowers asked the Taoist devotee and the beautiful iceberg man.
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