Chapter 690

However, his manner was enough to show his intention.

Mr. Peng gently shook his head and expressed regret: "if it's anyone else, it's OK to let boss Jia play, but my daughter is not interested in men. Men who want to get close to her are beaten badly."

Boss Jia raised his eyebrows and was surprised: "is she the girl who rescued you from the NIHA family last year?"

Last year, Mr. Peng did business with the Neha family. He was hacked by the other party and almost lost his life there.

However, I heard that he was saved by a woman in the end. It's really a narrow escape. As long as it's the people on the road, almost no one knows.

Mr. Peng nodded triumphantly when he heard the speech.

Boss Jia chuckled: "you're very important to this child, so you're not afraid of her unknown origin?"

Mr. Peng laughed happily: "Sandan's family were all killed by the Neha family. She killed the boss of the Neha family herself. When she saw me, she wanted to kill me. All the knives were on my side."

He pointed to a faint scar on his neck, which was obviously hurt by the knife.

Boss Jia was surprised: "this is too bold!"

"Who said not? At that time, Sandan was like an angry lioness. All the people she saw were killed by her knife."

"And how did Mr. Peng escape?" Boss Jia is a little curious.

"I gave her a promise."

Without waiting for boss Jia to ask for a promise, sang Dan came into the bamboo house with boxes of goods carried by his men.

She asked the people to put the goods on the ground, gave boss Jia and others a cold look, and came to Mr. Peng with a proud chin: "father, I've brought all the goods."

There is not much respect in the voice, but there is obedience in front of others.

Mr. Peng nodded to her: "Sang Dan, you go to open the goods and show it to boss Jia."

"Well."

Sandan went up to a box of goods and opened it to reveal the packages inside.

The goods in it are like flour eaten by people, which can produce large and sweet steamed bread.

She reached out and picked up a bag of goods at will, took out a dagger from her waist and inserted it directly into the white bag. The contents spread out.

Boss Jia raised his feet and walked towards her, his eyes staring at Sandan, or her every move.

Sandan put the poison in his hand and put it in front of him.

Boss Jia stretched out his hand, raised a little bit with his tail finger and sent it to the tip of his nose.

He took a deep breath, and the things on his tail finger disappeared quickly, as if he had inhaled them into his nose.

Boss Jia made a look of aftertaste, and sighed for a while: "it's good."

Mr. Peng was very happy when he heard that, with a bright smile on his face, he raised his feet and walked towards them.

Mr. Peng didn't see something called tacit understanding in the eyes of Sandan and boss Jia.

"Boss Jia, as long as you take my goods and go to other homes, it's not so pure and vigorous -"

"bang!"

The gunfire rang out.

Mr. Peng's eyes widened in amazement, and he looked at his always proud dry daughter.

The weapon in the other party's hand was directed at him, and the muzzle of the gun was still smoking.

"You -" is the last word Mr. Peng said before he died.

His body fell down uncontrollably, and his eyes were wide open, as if he could not understand why his daughter would kill him.

Mr. Peng will never know what kind of sacred profession his daughter is engaged in.

This profession is the patron saint of hundreds of millions of people.

PS: babies kneel down to ask for monthly tickets ~ ~ ~

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