Chapter 1767

"Right?"

Ji Ziming lowered his head and looked into the eyes of his confidants. There was a trace of blue pupil in his eyes, which was different from ordinary people. It seemed that he had seen it somewhere.

"Who are you? I'm not a native of Beijing."

Ji Ziming has a strong memory. He can be sure that the man in front of him has never appeared in his sight at all. All the big and small things in the capital can't hide from his eyes, let alone a person's pupil color.

"How can you know who I am?"

The confidant knelt on the ground and snorted. Looking at Ji Ziming's eyes, he became more and more courageous. "Ji Ziming, what you have now is just your father's power. What can you do? If I hadn't been careless today, how could you catch it, and how could you show off in front of me?"

The confidant pretended to look down on Ji Ziming, but he was thinking about how to explain to old lady Qu and ninth master.

Although neither of them had ever given him a good face, and all he did was to do his duty, he still hoped that he could have a chance to escape, but now it seems that all this is just his own wishful thinking.

"No one knows who I am."

There was no fear in the eyes of the confidant.

"Oh? Just make sure no one knows who you are?"

Ji Ziming showed a smile, but it was cold and terrible. A thin sweat permeated the back of his confidant. The more he pretended to be calm, the more he couldn't pretend. Even the tension in his eyes had been revealed.

"You know?"

The confidant asked tentatively.

"I not only know, I also know what you're going to do here today, I also know what you're going to do, and I even know what shady things you've done and what bosses you've been with in recent years. How? Are you satisfied with my answer?"

Ji Ziming's voice suddenly took a trace of smile, and the appearance of the corner of his lips missed half a beat.

"President Ji, since you know everything, why should you torture here? It's better to give me a good time. I can also tell you what you want to know. I won't know what you want to know. Don't think I'll tell you."

"Shua", a Biao kicked on the face of his confidant again. He only heard the sound of his confidant breathing in, but he didn't stop a Biao from attacking him at all.

Now he has become the object of so many people playing around at will. These injuries can't hide anything.

"Ji Ziming, just shoot me, I won't tell you what I'm going to do here!"

Confidants have decided that Ji Ziming just thought he was going to fight Ji Ziming here at the wedding, but the person who really wants to fight is not the man in front of him.

"I told my wife that no one in this world can be hurt. Even you, it's impossible, even myself. Where do you say you have the courage to tell me these things I already know? What do you say you want to tell me?"

Ji Ziming snorted coldly, stood up and looked at his confidant kneeling on the ground. His temperament suddenly rose. Just looking at him, he had the courage to execute his confidant directly on the ground.

"So you fell into my hands this time, but I'm not going to kill you directly."

Ji Ziming leaned down I, his handsome facial features close to his confidant's face, and his voice was leisurely, "you are the ninth master's man. How can I do it at will?"

"Ji Ziming, you will regret it!"

Hearing that Ji Ziming has no intention of doing it himself, his confidants simply feel that the man in front of him can't think with the thinking of normal people. Usually people can't wait to catch a hateful object like him. They either sent him directly to the police station or they have solved it, but Ji Ziming doesn't.

He didn't let him go or let him die immediately.

But his confidants still underestimated Ji Ziming's ability.

He didn't let him go, didn't let him lose his life, but didn't make him feel better.

The place trampled by guests at the wedding site has completely lost its beautiful image at the beginning. The woman Ji Ziming cares about most is sitting quietly in the presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel.

In the European decorated room, the crystal heads are staggered and shine brightly. Ji Ziming has opened the door and walked in before Peige picked out a set of pajamas.

"You... Why did you come back so soon?"

Pei Ge stood in front of the floor mirror and turned around. He looked at Ji Ziming behind him in surprise. He walked straight behind him, buried his head in her neck and absorbed the fragrance of her wantonly.

A taste that can reassure him.

"Ge Ge, are you hurt? Did he Yun send you back safely when I was away?"

Ji Ziming leaned on Peige's neck, his voice was deep and gentle, but it was kind to make Peige feel at ease.

"I'm standing in front of you. Do you think I'm hurt?"

Pei Ge held Ji Ziming tightly, and his voice was surprisingly patient. "Ziming, I've always been by your side. OK, I'll always be with you. Don't worry, I'll always be."

"OK."

Ji Ziming nodded heavily. The two held each other quietly for a while. Ji Ziming hugged the princess and carried Peige to the bed.

"All your life and next life are my Ji Ziming's women. No one can take you away. Don't even think about it, because you can only be mine. I'll kill the ghost when I meet the ghost, and I'll kill the God when I meet the God. In this life, you can't escape my palm."

"Am I Monkey Sun?"

"No, you are the fairy of Chang'e."

Ji Ziming lifted his lips and leaned over to look at Peige's deep eyes, which became more and more blurred.

"Greg, do you think our last life was really such a fate?"

"I'm not. What are you pressing me to do? Get up quickly. I'm going to see Qi Tong now. She may be startled."

Pei Ge struggled to get out of Ji Ziming's body, but she didn't succeed once. Not only did she fail, she was also pressed on the bed by Ji Ziming. The two people stuck tightly, and even the breath depended on each other.

The ambiguous air flows around each other. Pei Ge can't ignore the blurred eyes in Ji Ziming's eyes.

Obviously, they have just experienced a life and death, but in Ji Ziming's eyes, it seems that all this has long been expected by him.