[Comprehensive] Daughter of Darkness

Mao Taijiu hadn't seen Nam Sang Tae for a long time, and just when he thought he was dead, he suddenly saw him again.

However, this time the meeting was obviously not so pleasant.

The eyes covered by the black cloth couldn't stand the suddenly bright environment and narrowed slightly. Under the fluorescent light, the whole picture of an abandoned factory building gradually unfolded.

Then he saw Nam Sang Tae and the fierce looking guy beside him.That guy looks [-]% like Nam Sang Tae, so he should be his father.

If he remembered correctly, this person should be his father's most capable subordinate.

Now that he would appear here with such a posture, it meant that there must be a lot of bad luck on his father's side, and it was very likely that he would not be able to move away and take care of him.

So these guys were given a chance to take advantage of the fire and kidnap him here.

"Did the dog jump over the wall in a hurry? Use this stupid trick." He said to Nan Xiangtai with a smile.

As soon as the words fell, a slap knocked him to the ground. He only felt a sharp pain on his face, followed by dizziness.

"You think you're the young master? You're just a little dog with no power to restrain you."

Mao Taijiu shook his head, trying to free himself from the damned dizziness.There was still a smile on his face, and that calm demeanor reminded that guy of Mao Fanji.

"Why, do you want to find a place for your son?" Mao Taijiu glanced at Nam Sang-tae who was silent beside him with mocking eyes, and looked at his Nam Sang-tae with fearful eyes, and said, "After going back that day, facing the Is your father crying?"

Nan Xiangtai didn't speak, but his father was in a hurry.

"Being bullied by a child and still not daring to fight back, why did I give birth to such a useless son like you?" Nan Xiangtai was kicked by his father and fell to the ground. His leg injury seemed to be unhealed, and he grinned in pain.

"You can't blame him." Mao Taijiu said with a smile, "After all, the son of a wolf can only be a wolf, and the son of a dog can only be a dog. This is determined by genes."

"Really?" Nam Sang-tae's father turned his head and said with red eyes, "Soon...you will know that a vicious dog can also kill a wolf, and even gnaw the wolf's bones Break it into pieces and swallow it in your stomach."

"You can try it."

Just when Nam Sang Tae's father was about to continue beating Mao Taijiu, a person walked in outside.

"What's the matter?" He looked at the man and asked in an extremely impatient tone.

Looking at his boss's stinky face, the man scratched his head, and asked cautiously with a smile on his face, "Did you order a whole cart of fried chicken?"

"Fried chicken?" He was stunned for a moment, and cursed at his subordinates, "Use your brain to think about it, who would come to deliver fried chicken in this wilderness?"

"But..." the subordinate said hesitantly, "The uncle who delivered the fried chicken claimed to deliver nationwide, and he could deliver it anywhere. By the way, he left me a business card before he left."

He took the business card handed over by his subordinates, which read: Zhao Zhewang, CEO of Zhao Fried Chicken Catering Group, nationwide delivery, on call.

"Did he take the money?" He suddenly thought that a cart of fried chicken should cost a lot of money, "Who paid the bill?"

"Didn't you pay the bill? Boss." The subordinate said with doubts.

"Really?" He was taken aback by the words of his subordinates, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to bother, just let it go, go get me some fried chicken, I've been busy for so long, and I'm hungry too.

At this time, the truck carrying fried chicken drove away in the direction it came from. When it reached a corner, the truck stopped, and a girl in black got out of the co-pilot's seat.

"Thank you, uncle." She said, waving at Zhao Zhewang.

"I should thank you for providing me with such a large order at once." Zhao Zhewang said.

The truck drove away, and Zhao Zhewang in the car suddenly became agitated. He felt as if he had forgotten something very important, but he couldn't remember it.He shook his head, trying not to think about it.

On the other hand, that girl is really pretty, and considering that his eldest son, Zhao Jun, is still single, Asi... forgot to ask for her cell phone number.

Looking at the truck that was drifting away, Annie said apologetically, "I'm sorry, uncle, just treat it as my debt to you. After this matter is over, I will definitely make up for your loss."

On the other side, Nam Sang-tae and his party have already wiped out those fried chickens.

"Brother... There seems to be something wrong with these fried chickens!" A younger brother suddenly covered his stomach and said sweatingly.

"There's something wrong." Nam Sang-tae's father held his stomach thoughtfully, "Could it be because it's fried chicken that's a hundred times as spicy as turkey noodles and invincibly spicy?"

Afterwards, one of his subordinates recalled: "You may never see that scene in your life. There are about a hundred people scrambling for a toilet."

The reporter moved the microphone closer, almost hitting the opponent's face.

"Did you go to the toilet afterwards?"

The subordinate did not speak, and two lines of tears ran down his cheeks.

"I... put on a new pair of pants."

When Nan Xiangtai came out with a helpless face, Annie had already helped Mao Taijiu untie the rope that bound his hands.

"It's really... arrogant." With a sneer, he took out a gun from his pocket, and pointed it at Anne.

Seeing this, Annie quickly protected Mao Taijiu behind her.

"Did Mao Fanji invite you? Only one person wants to rescue the hostages... Should I say you are bold or... stupid?"

The gunshot rang out, and Anne was shot in the chest.

At that moment, Mao Taijiu also had a phantom pain in his heart, as if he had been shot himself.

"You...Damn it!" He expressed the madness and anger in his heart at this moment with a desperate cry.

"Let me teach you." The man leaned his back against the wall and said with a smile, "It's useless to speak harshly. If you don't have strength, you will only end up in the end."

Annie fell to the ground, and Mao Taijiu knelt beside her, holding her hand tightly.

"Annie...don't die, Annie...don't die!"

He who never believed in the existence of gods in this world began to pray like gods.

God...if you exist...please don't let Anne die...please!

Perhaps his prayer was heard by God, and the next moment, Anne sat up.

Mao Taijiu looked at her with delighted eyes.

"The atmosphere was so sad just now that I forgot that I'm not actually human... So I won't be hurt at all." Annie said with her head tilted.

"It's really great!" Mao Taijiu said, and then threw himself into Annie's arms, "It's great that you don't have the truth!"

"Hey, there should be a limit to ignoring others." The man who had been watching all this raised his gun again, this time he aimed at Mao Taijiu, "I don't know why you didn't die, but this kid is a □ Mortal, right?"

Before Annie could react, the gunfire rang out again.

It was not Mao Taijiu who was shot, but that man.

Following the gunshot, a group of people walked in quickly led by Mao Fanji.

The man clutched his injured hand and howled in pain.

His men were cleaned up in threes and fives.

The smell of blood and turkey noodles a hundred times hotter filled the air.

After Nam Sang-tae's father was shot in the head, he himself knelt on the ground trembling, bowing his head and not daring to say a word.

"Taijiu." Mao Fanji turned his head and said, "What do you think I should do with this guy?"

"Let him live." Mao Taijiu said, "Speaking like a dog."

Just when Nan Xiangtai breathed a sigh of relief, he heard the guy say this.

"Since it's a dog, it should be marked as belonging to the owner." Mao Fanji said.

The following scene was too inappropriate for children, Anne subconsciously covered Mao Taijiu's glasses.

"It's okay, Annie." Mao Taijiu said softly.

The follow-up to this incident was that Nam Sang Tae survived, at the cost of having a screw attached to his jawbone.

And Annie got a check full of zeros. After some explanations and Mao Taijiu's strong request, she managed to stay in the villa as a maid.

A few weeks later, Zhao Zhewang received a courier containing a check and a note that read: "Thank you, uncle."

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In this chapter, Zhao Zhewang, the chairman of Zhao Fried Chicken, made a guest appearance.