Sheng Li must have gone mad for some reason, continuing to support Sheng Ping's family like this.
Sheng Qian now suspects that Sheng Li may have been persuaded by Sheng Ping beforehand, or that he received some benefits from him.
but.
Given the character of the Shengping family, they should be unwilling to give Shengli and his associates any benefits.
So what is the reason?
Could it really be because of that brotherhood?
Sheng Qian expressed her doubts.
"Sizzle!"
The jarring sound of the table moving rang out.
Shengli was hit by the table and stumbled backward.
My leg was bruised from the impact.
The pain caused Shengli to lose all strength in his legs and fall onto the sofa.
He looked at Sheng Qian with a mixture of shock and anger.
"evil creature!"
"Save your energy. If it weren't for Guan Hua's sake, I wouldn't even let you in the door. Since you're here for this, then get lost. Don't come here to provoke me again, or things won't be handled this way." Sheng Qian pointed to her head and said slowly, "I've recently discovered that I have some problems with my brain. I'm prone to losing control and going crazy. Don't be surprised if I kill someone with a knife one day. After all, people with mental illnesses don't know what they're doing when they're provoked."
Sheng Qian turned and went into the kitchen. When she came out, a kitchen knife slammed down on the square table.
With a "thud".
The kitchen knife was stuck diagonally on the square table.
A flash of light streaked across the sky, and a chill seeped into the bones.
Upon seeing the kitchen knife, the men trembled.
Sheng Ping and the others stared at Sheng Qian in disbelief.
It was as if I were looking at a monster.
Sheng Qian pointed to the door and said to Sheng Guanhua, "Guanhua, take them away. You can come out alone another day."
Sheng Guanhua asked worriedly, "Sister, are you alright?"
"As long as no one provokes me, everything will be fine. If we let them stay here any longer, things might really get complicated. Let's take them away quickly." Sheng Qian stood calmly in front of the table, the gleam of the knife reflecting on her delicate face, exuding a chilling aura.
Sheng Ping and his men dared not linger.
He ran away, his face turning pale and then red.
After everyone left, Sheng Qian pulled out the kitchen knife that was on the square table, twirled it in her hand, and made a few quick, swift movements, like she was performing acrobatics.
The gleam of the blade occasionally flashed across her fair and flawless face, casting a stunningly beautiful shadow!
Sheng Qian smiled slightly.
This method is the most direct and effective way to deal with Sheng Ping and his group.
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