Chapter 690 Sang Dan's True Identity

However, his expression and behavior were enough to show his intentions.

Mr. Peng shook his head slightly, expressing his regret: "If it were anyone else, it would be fine for Boss Jia to play with her, but my goddaughter is not interested in men, and any man who wants to get close to her is beaten badly."

Boss Jia raised his eyebrows, with a look of surprise on his face: "Could she be the girl who single-handedly rescued you from the Niha family last year?"

Last year, Mr. Peng was doing business with the Niha family and was robbed by them. He almost lost his life.

But I heard that in the end he was saved by a woman and truly escaped death. Almost everyone in the underworld knew about this.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Peng nodded proudly.

Boss Jia sneered: "You think highly of this child, aren't you afraid that she has an unknown background?"

Mr. Peng laughed happily: "Sandan's entire family was killed by the Niha family. She killed the leader of the Niha family with her own hands. When she saw me, she wanted to kill me. She even put the knife on me."

He pointed to a faint scar on his neck, which was clearly caused by a knife.

Boss Jia was shocked: "This is too bold!"

"Who says it's not true? Sandan was like an angry lioness at that time. She killed everyone she saw with her sword."

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

"I gave her a promise."

Before Boss Jia could ask for any promises, Sang Dan and his men walked into the bamboo house carrying box after box of goods.

She asked everyone to put the goods on the ground, glanced at Boss Jia and others with a cold look, and walked to Mr. Peng with a proud chin raised: "Father, the goods are all here."

There wasn't much respect in her voice, but there was a kind of obedience that she didn't have in front of other people.

Mr. Peng nodded to her and said, "Sang Dan, go and open the goods for Boss Jia to see."

"Um."

Sandan walked up to a box of goods and opened it.

She reached out and casually picked up a package of goods from the box, opened it, and raised her hand to hand it to Boss Jia.

Boss Jia walked towards her, his eyes fixed on Sang Dan, or rather, her every move.

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

Finally, I gave a very high evaluation: "The goods are not bad."

Mr. Peng was very happy to hear this, a bright smile appeared on his face, and he walked towards the two of them.

Mr. Peng, who was walking over, did not see the thing called tacit understanding that flashed in the eyes of Sang Dan and Boss Jia when they looked at each other.

"Boss Jia, as long as you take mine, you won't find any other stores as good as this one, so just rest assured—"

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

“Bang!”

Just when the other party was looking smug, gunshots rang out.

Mr. Peng opened his eyes wide in astonishment, looking at his always proud goddaughter in disbelief.

The weapon in Sandan's hand was pointed directly at him, with smoke coming out of the muzzle.

"You——" This was the last word Mr. Peng said before he died.

The people around were suddenly in chaos, all shocked by this scene.

Mr. Peng's body fell uncontrollably, his eyes wide open until his death, as if he couldn't understand why the goddaughter who saved him would kill him.

He played with eagles all his life, and finally got his eyes pecked by an eagle. He died with his eyes wide open.

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

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

(End of this chapter)