Back to the 80s to Raise a Wolfy Boyfriend

However, his expression and demeanor are enough to show his intention.

Mr. Peng shook his head slightly, expressing regret: "If it's someone else, it's okay to let Boss Jia play around, but my goddaughter is not interested in men, and any man who wants to get close to her will be beaten badly."

Boss Jia raised his eyebrows with surprise on his face: "Could it be that she is the girl who rescued you from the Niha family by herself last year?"

Last year, when Mr. Peng did business with the Niha family, he was blackmailed by the other party, and his life was almost lost there.

But I heard that in the end he was rescued by a woman in a desperate situation, and he really escaped from death. As long as he is a person on the Tao, almost everyone knows about it.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Peng nodded triumphantly.

Boss Jia sneered: "Seeing that you are very useful to this child, aren't you afraid that her origin is unknown?"

Mr. Peng laughed happily: "Sang Dan's whole family was killed by the Neha family. She killed the boss of the Neha family with her own hands. When she saw me, she wanted to kill me. Here I am."

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

Boss Jia was taken aback: "This is too bold!"

"Who says it's not? Sang Dan was like an angry lioness at that time, and everyone she saw was killed by her knife."

"Then how did Mr. Peng escape?" Boss Jia was a little curious.

"I made her a promise."

Before Boss Jia could ask for any promise, Sang Dan led his men into the bamboo house carrying boxes of goods one after another.

She asked everyone to put the goods on the ground, glanced coldly at Boss Jia and the others, and walked up to Mr. Peng with her proud chin raised: "Father, the goods have all been brought."

There was not much respect in her voice, but there was a submissiveness that was not present in front of others.

Mr. Peng nodded to her: "Sang Dan, go and open the goods to Boss Jia to have a look."

"Um."

Sang Dan walked up to a box of goods and opened the box.

She reached out and randomly picked up a package of goods from the box, opened it, and sent it to Boss Jia.

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

He took the goods from Sang Dan and went through a series of inspection procedures.

In the end, I gave a very high evaluation: "The goods are not bad."

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

Mr. Peng, who was walking, did not see something called tacit understanding flashing through the eyes of Sang Dan and Boss Jia looking at each other.

"Boss Jia, as long as you take mine and go to another house, it won't be so good, just rest assured—"

Mr. Peng had a bright smile on his face, as if he saw a large sum of money in his pocket.

"Boom!"

Just when the other party was full of pride, the gunshot rang out.

Mr. Peng stared wide-eyed in astonishment, looking at his always proud goddaughter in disbelief.

The weapon in Sang Dan's hand was pointed at him, and the muzzle was still smoking.

"You—" These were the last words Mr. Peng uttered before he died.

The people around suddenly became confused, and they were all shocked by this scene.

Mr. Peng's body fell down uncontrollably, his eyes were wide open, as if he couldn't figure out why his goddaughter who saved him would kill him.

Playing with the eagle all his life, and finally let the eagle peck his eyes, he will die with regret.

He will never know the true identity of his goddaughter, nor what kind of sacred profession she is engaged in.

This profession is the patron saint in the minds of billions of people.