I can fish for anything

Chapter 116
Under the instigation of the housekeeper Lao Zhong, Peng Ling felt compassion again.

After all, this is a relative whose blood is thicker than water.

Moreover, Shiseido was created by his father, and it was his painstaking effort for most of his life. If anything happened to Peng Wenyuan.

That Shiseido is not far from closing.

"never mind!"

Peng Ling's words made Jiang Zhihao frown.

He asked in a condensed voice: "Is it really forgotten?"

"Well, I don't want to see my father ruin most of his life's hard work."

After hearing this, Artest looked at Jiang Zhihao.

After Jiang Zhihao nodded slightly at him, Artest let go of Peng Wenyuan.

The butler, Old Zhong, was full of enthusiasm, and knelt down in front of Jiang Zhihao: "Miss, thank you for your kindness. From the establishment of Shiseido to the present, I have watched it step by step. If Shiseido is gone, then I will not be able to live." !"

"Let's go!" Jiang Zhihao lit a cigarette expressionlessly.

Peng Ling didn't want to pursue this matter, and he had no choice.

But he didn't believe that Peng Wenyuan could change his habit of eating shit.

"Young Master, wake up, we should go!" The housekeeper, Old Zhong, helped Peng Wenyuan up.

After Peng Wenyuan got up, he thanked Jiang Zhihao and Lord Long for their kindness of not killing.

Then he bowed down to Peng Ling to thank her for being able to remember the brother and sister, and thanking her for putting the overall situation first.

It's just that at the moment he bent over, a cunning flashed in his eyes.

"I'm not interested in Shiseido at all. You don't want to trouble me anymore. I'm no longer a member of the Peng family. From then on, I will cross my single-plank bridge, and you will follow yours. We will never communicate with each other."

Peng Wenyuan's face was full of remorse: "Sister, I know you hate me, but no matter what, we were born to the same father, and the day after tomorrow is the day of his death. I hope you can pay homage to him."

"I will." Peng Ling looked at the repentant Peng Wenyuan, a little lost in thought.

But at this moment, an unexpected scene happened.

Peng Wenyuan ran up to Peng Ling one step at a time.

Artest and the others were so frightened that they dared not move immediately.

"Jiang Zhihao! If you want me to admit defeat, there is no way!"

"Your woman is in my hands now, how about it, how about we make a deal!?"

"Do you know that you are playing with fire?" Jiang Zhihao stood up coldly.

"Fuck you!" Peng Wenyuan gritted his teeth: "What do you think you are? I, Shiseido, are the boss of Chinese medicine in Jiangbei City!

! ”

Master Long didn't move.

Knowing Master Long's heart, Peng Wenyuan began to threaten her with Peng Ling: "I will make you kneel down! Otherwise, I will kill her!"

Pfft!
At this moment, the underground boss in Jiangbei City knelt in front of Peng Wenyuan.

Peng Wenyuan started laughing, then looked at Jiang Zhihao: "You kneel down too, hurry up!"

"Peng Wenyuan, I'll give you one last chance. Let Peng Ling go. I promise not to kill you." Jiang Zhihao's expression didn't fluctuate.

"Don't kill me? Haha!"

Peng Wenyuan's eyes were red, and he seemed to be in a state of madness: "Tell me, where did you get your confidence!!"

"I'll count to three, if you don't kneel down, I'll kill this bitch!"

"one!"

"two!"

Peng Ling closed her eyes in pain.

"..."

At the moment when Peng Wenyuan was about to open his mouth, a phantom seemed to fly before his eyes.

Peng Wenyuan didn't see clearly what the phantom was, because the speed was too fast.

Either I drank too much, or I didn't have a good rest last night, so I had hallucinations.

"three!"

As soon as he yelled three, Peng Wenyuan finally noticed something was wrong.

Taking a closer look, there is actually a silver needle inserted on the back of the hand.

"Where did you get the silver needle?" Peng Wenyuan asked in confusion.

In the next second, his entire arm became numb and weak.

It just doesn't feel like my own.

Then Artai greeted him with a punch to the head.

boom!
Peng Wenyuan's head hit the wall behind him heavily.

Artest didn't give him this chance, he grabbed his hair directly, and immediately put his knee on his lower abdomen.

"Well……"

Peng Wenyuan snorted, fell to the ground like a boiled prawn, hunched over, unable to get up again.

The butler, Old Zhong, was already dumbfounded.

He didn't expect that Jiang Zhihao had already spared him, yet he would dare to do such a thing.

"Jiang Zhihao, don't, don't kill him, he was just confused for a moment." The housekeeper, Old Zhong, knelt on the ground again.

Jiang Zhihao ignored him, but looked at Peng Ling: "Now, will you still soften your heart?"

Peng Ling didn't speak, but picked up the dropped dagger from the ground, and walked towards Peng Wenyuan little by little.

Her face was expressionless and her eyes were cold.

He was desperate for Peng Wenyuan.

"Peng Ling, I'm your brother, you can't kill me!" Seeing Peng Ling walking towards him with a fruit knife in his hand, and seeing her cold eyes, Peng Wenyuan began to crawl towards the corner of the wall.

"What will Shiseido do if I die? Don't you want our dad to die in peace? Shiseido has been his painstaking effort for most of his life!"

"Don't worry, after you die, I will take over Shiseido. My dad gave me a dream last night. He said he missed you and wanted you to be our companion.

Don't worry, every year in the future, I will go to your grave to worship.

Brother, go all the way. "

Peng Ling's heart was ashamed, her eyes were cold, and her voice was even colder.

It makes people feel scalp numb, as if the sound came from the Nine Serenity Hell.

"Miss, don't, don't, Shiseido will give you all the property of the Peng family, please don't kill him, for the sake of taking you to school when you were young, don't kill him..."

(End of this chapter)