The real daughter, she is a Buddhist boss

Chapter 143

The dagger that Xiao Huang Mao used to deal with Hua Wei just now fell at her feet, she took off the outer soft cover, and slowly slapped the cold blade on Xiao Huang Mao's face .

One click, another click.

The coldness rushed from the soles of his feet to his Tianling cover, Xiao Huangmao couldn't help swallowing, and his whole body began to tremble.

She doesn't want to take his life, does she?

Now it is a society ruled by law, this is against the law!

"Ancestor! I beg you!" He trembled and begged for mercy: "Say what you want! Ask what you want to know! Don't keep silent, I really know I'm wrong, I don’t dare anymore! Which path are you on? If it’s not right, why don’t we prepare you the best gift and apologize to you after we go back!”

"Oh?" The tip of the knife touched Xiao Huangmao's forehead, Hua Wei smiled slightly, and asked back, "Which way do you think I am?"

The little yellow hair immediately became energetic when he heard this.

Does that mean we can talk?Then his little life can be saved!

He rubbed his hands, glanced at the Living Hades, and then quickly looked away, constantly searching in his mind which place could raise such a ruthless person.

After a long while, the little Huangmao, who couldn't get an answer even after thinking about it, simply reported to the person closest to him, "Is it... Scar Lord from Wanhuachang?"

The tip of the knife dangling on his forehead suddenly stopped, and the curved curve of Hua Wei's lips became colder. All these actions seemed to tell him,

He guessed it right!

Seeing this, Xiao Huangmao couldn't stop talking, flattering words like pouring beans into a bamboo tube: "Grandma, we are under Brother Arwen's subordinates! Our boss is Xu Erqiang from Yewang Bar on Maodun Street. Our boss had a drink with Grandpa Scar before! We are all a family, can you spare us this time just for the sake of our boss?"

"Yeah, auntie, we're all one family; we often go to Mr. Scar's place, and we won't see each other when we look up and look down. It's not good if things get big."

"We will definitely prepare a generous gift for you in the future to apologize to you. I will give you the money even if I sell my underwear!"

The cool wind blew the fallen leaves on the ground, Hua Wei suddenly let out a light snort.

The gangsters covered in wounds had goosebumps all over their bodies for no reason.

——Did the negotiation succeed or fail?
The sharp blade glowing with cold light turned sharply down, passing the little yellow hair straight in front of his eyes, and piercing the ground next to his ear with a strong wind!
'Zheng——'

The blood all over his body was instantly cold, as if he had jumped off a [-]-meter-high building; Xiao Huangmao had never felt that death was so close to him for a moment.

The living hell king opened his thin lips lightly, as if Satan wielding a death scythe brought a new curse.

She said: "Stay away from Song Qi, it's best not to get close to Nanlian Private School."

Little Huangmao nodded with concern.But in the next second, he understood why the green hair fell into a coma on the ground after only one blow and never woke up.

The broken left arm hurt so much that he suffocated, but Xiao Huangmao could only hold back tightly and did not dare to howl, for fear that the dagger would be pierced into his heart in the next second.

The sunlight stretched the back of Hua Wei's leaving, and it wasn't until she disappeared for a long time that the gangsters dared to struggle to get up from the ground, and looked at the direction Hua Wei left from time to time, for fear that she would turn back again.

——You should be lucky, I am in a good mood today.

A cold sigh surrounded Xiao Huangmao's ears, only the beating heart in his chest reminded him that he was still alive.

The little brother who helped him up ignored the pain and exclaimed, "Brother, you peed your pants!"

Before Huangmao could answer, the siren rang through the alley again.

But this time, the real police came.

(End of this chapter)