My wife is not a demon

"Then you can't catch her alone?" Chen Mu frowned.

Boss Su felt a little helpless: "Po Meng's strength is about the same as mine, even with Qiao'er added, it's hard to hold her down."

"Cough cough..."

Hearing this, Chen Mu coughed twice and raised his chin slightly. "Uncle, maybe you haven't realized that sitting in front of you right now is a peerless master who will become number one in the world in the future."

"Push."

The girl trembled with laughter.

Because of his short stature, a pair of slender legs resting on the edge of the stool swayed slightly, like two small fish.

"You are still a peerless master, shame on you."

Su Qiaoer scratched her cheeks with her fingers.

Looking at the girl's cute and alluring appearance, Chen Mu thought to himself: "Little evildoer, one day I will let you know how powerful my grandson is!"

Boss Su stared at Chen Mu, suddenly a hand landed on the other's shoulder, and squeezed hard.

Bones crackled.

Chen Mu hastily mobilized his energy to resist the pain.

After a while, Boss Su withdrew his palm, his eyes sparkling: "Your strength has improved a lot."

"General, general..."

Facing the compliment from his father-in-law, Chen Mu was extremely humble.

Boss Su lowered his eyes as if he was thinking about something. After a long time, he raised his head and stared at Chen Mu: "I have a plan, maybe I can take a risk, whether it will succeed or not depends on luck."

"What plan?" Chen Mu became curious.

"What Po Meng wants is your head."

Boss Su slowly drew out Senhan's cold knife, with a strange smile, "Then I'll take your head there."

Chapter 148 Father-in-law is a ruthless person! (seeking subscription)

The rain was cold, intertwined into a translucent rain curtain, flowing down the layers of pale black tiles, making a ticking sound.

The dreary weather makes the rotten smell in the old house stronger.

It's trading day.

Wang Po, who was wrapped in a gray robe, had been waiting for Boss Su's arrival early on, her eyes as calm as stagnant water.

As a killer, trustworthiness is the most important thing.

In the past two days, she has not heard the news of Chen Mu's death, but she is not in a hurry, she believes that Boss Su will definitely take care of this matter.

Each of the twelve killers in the heaven is a top assassin.

She is.

Boss Su is.

So did the vulture who died in the prison of Hades three years ago.

It's just that the vulture was unlucky, and accidentally exposed his identity for a woman, and ended up tragically dying in prison.

"A killer...you can't be emotional."

Wang Po looked down at her withered fingers, which were slowly bent like eagle claws, and sighed deeply in her heart.

This is a sentence that the leader of the Heavenly Court organization said back then.

But few people remember.

including her.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the tightly closed door was pushed open, and a figure wrapped in a black robe entered the room mixed with a few slanted raindrops.

"It was quite on time."

Wang Po narrowed her eyes, and there was a chill on the corner of her lips.

The two took out the ghost face token and put it together.

The wonderful and beautiful sound echoed in the house again. No instrument in the world can perfectly imitate it, it is unique.

"What? Missed it?"

Looking at the empty hands of the man in black robe, Wang Po, code-named Meng Po, frowned and asked.

It shouldn't be, how powerful is a small headhunter.

The black-robed man stared at her coldly, and asked directly, "I want to know who is behind the killing of Chen Mu."

The voices of the two were still as piercing as a millstone, and it was difficult to distinguish male and female.

Hearing this, Wang Po's eyes were as sharp as knives, and she shot at the other party: "Boss Su, have you disappeared for 16 years and don't even understand the rules? Today we only trade, you take Chen Mu's head, and I will give you Hong Dalang's information , we are a one-shot deal."

The man in the black robe sneered: "I want to change the information, I just want the information of the employer behind you."

"You are courting death!"

Wang Po slammed the table and stared straight at him. "Since we did business before, we must keep our word. You didn't bring Chen Mu's head today, it's your boss Su who broke his promise!"

"I have not broken my promise, I have already brought Chen Mu's head."

The black-robed man spoke quietly.

Wang Po was stunned, narrowing her eyes and asking: "Where is it? Did you bring a magic weapon of storage and put it inside?"

"No."

The man in the black robe reached out to take off the hood, revealing a handsome face with a sneer. "My head is right in front of you, I didn't lie to you."

"..."

When she saw that it was Chen Mu who took off the disguise, Wang Po's expression suddenly became dull.

At the moment when the other party was in a trance, Chen Mu swung his arm violently, and the pink smoke and dust swung away in an instant, scattering the powder mist.