"Right?"

Ji Ziming lowered his head and looked at the eyes of his cronies, there was still a hint of blue pupil color in his eyes, which was different from ordinary people, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"Who are you? Not our natives in the capital. ”

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

"Who I am, how could you possibly know."

The cronies knelt on the ground, snorted lightly, and looked at Ji Ziming's eyes with more and more courage, "Ji Ziming, what you have now is just your father's power, what are you capable of, if I wasn't careless today, how could I let you be caught, and how could I let you show off in front of me?" ”

The cronies pretended to look down on Ji Ziming, but in their hearts they were thinking about how to explain to Mrs. Qu and the Ninth Master.

Although neither of them had ever given him a good look, and everything he had done was just doing his job, he still hoped that he would have a chance to escape, but now it seemed that all this was just his own whims.

"No one knows who I am."

There was no fear in the cronies' eyes.

"Oh? Are you just making sure that no one knows who you are? ”

Ji Ziming showed a hint of a smile, but it was cold and terrifying, a thin layer of sweat seeped out of the back of his cronies, the more he pretended to be calm, but the more he couldn't pretend, even the nervousness in his eyes was already revealed.

"You know?"

The cronie asked tentatively.

"Not only do I know, I also know what you're going to do here today, I know what you're going to do, and I even know what shady things you've done and what bosses you've followed in the past few years. How is it? Are you satisfied with my answer? ”

Ji Ziming's voice suddenly brought a hint of a smile, and the look of the hooked corners of his lips missed half a beat.

"President Ji, since you know everything, why do you need to torture here, why don't you give me a good time, I can tell you, what do you want to know, what you want to know, I won't know, don't think I'll tell you."

With a "swish", Ah Biao kicked his cronies in the face again, only hearing the sound of his cronies inhaling, but he did not stop Ah Biao from attacking him in the slightest.

Now that he has become the object of so many people to play with at will, these pains can no longer hide anything.

"Ji Ziming, if you kill me directly, I won't tell you what I'm going to do here!"

The cronies have firmly thought that Ji Ziming just thought that he was going to do something to Ji Ziming at the wedding scene here, but the person who the cronies really wanted to do it was not the man in front of him.

"I told my wife, in this world, no one can hurt, even you, it is impossible, not even myself, where do you say you got the courage to come and tell me these things that I already know, what do you say you want to tell me?"

Ji Ziming snorted coldly, stood up and looked at the cronies kneeling on the ground, the temperament around him suddenly rose, just looking at him, he already had the courage to execute his cronies directly on the ground.

"So, you fell into my hands this time, but I didn't intend to kill you directly."

Ji Ziming leaned down, his handsome facial features were close to the face of his cronies, and his voice was leisurely, "You are the person of the Ninth Master, how could I do it casually?" ”

"Ji Ziming, you will regret it!"

Hearing that Ji Ziming had no intention of doing anything to himself, his cronies simply felt that the man in front of him couldn't think with the thinking of a normal person at all, usually people were already eager to catch a hateful object like him, either he was sent directly to the police station, or he had already solved it, but Ji Ziming didn't.

He was not spared, nor was he allowed to die immediately.

It's just that cronies still underestimated Ji Ziming's ability.

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

The place trampled by the guests at the wedding scene has completely lost the beautiful image it had just begun, and the woman Ji Ziming cares about the most is sitting quietly in the presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel.

In the European-style decoration room, the crystal heads were staggered, emitting dazzling light, and before Pei Ge could pick out a set of pajamas, Ji Ziming had already opened the door and walked in.

"You...... How did you come back so quickly? ”

Pei Ge stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror and turned around, looking at Ji Ziming behind him in surprise, he walked straight behind him with a bloody heart, buried his head in her neck, and wantonly absorbed the fragrance on her body.

A taste that can reassure him.

"Gege, are you hurt? In my absence, did He Yun send you back safely? ”

Ji Ziming leaned on Pei Ge's neck, his voice was low and gentle, but it was gentle and reassuring to Pei Ge.

"I'm standing in front of you, do you think I'm hurt?"

Pei Ge hugged Ji Ziming tightly, and his voice was surprisingly patient, "Ziming, I've always been by your side, okay, I will always be with you, don't worry, I'll always be there." ”

"Okay."

Ji Ziming nodded solemnly, the two hugged each other and were quiet for a while, and Ji Ziming hugged the princess and carried Pei Ge to the bed.

"In this life, in the next life, you are my Ji Ziming's woman, no one can take you away, don't even think about it, because you can only be mine. I will kill ghosts when I meet ghosts, and I will kill gods when I meet gods, in this life, you can't escape from the palm of my hand. ”

"Am I a monkey?"

"No, you're Fairy Chang'e."

The corners of Ji Ziming's lips were hooked, and he leaned over to look at Pei Ge's deep eyes, which became more and more confused.

"Gege, do you think we really had such a fate in our last life?"

"I'm not, what are you pressing me for, hurry up, I still have to go to see Qitong, she may have been taken aback."

Pei Ge struggled to crawl out from under Ji Ziming's body, but she never succeeded once, not only did she not succeed, but she was also pressed on the bed by Ji Ziming, pressed to death, the two of them were close together, and even the breath had to be leaned together.

The ambiguous air currents between each other flowed around, and Pei Ge couldn't ignore the misty look in Ji Ziming's eyes.

Obviously, they had just experienced a life and death, but in Ji Ziming's eyes, all this seemed to be expected by him.