Mr. Ji's little luck

Chapter 894 A Strong Uneasy Premonition!
In the lonely mountain, Gu Yimi's heartbroken cry echoed:

"Mommy——"

On the hillside behind the white building, a delicate figure shivered in pain in the slightly cold wind, unable to hold back any longer...

The tears that flowed were vented even more wildly, just like the heavy rain falling from the gray sky, as if to make the whole world cry together.

……

When Gu Yimi fell into that painful memory, Ji Zeye had already helped Gu Anya tidy up, and pushed her wheelchair to take her to the hillside in the back garden.

……

At the gate of Yuanshan Sanatorium, three luxury cars arrived almost at the same time.

Ji Zefeng, Ji Chentian, Ling Nanyuan, the three got out of their respective cars.

Ji Zefeng just glanced at Ji Chentian indifferently, then bent towards Ling Nanyuan in a respectful manner, and strode away, walking in with a shuddering breath.
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The two old men, Ji Chentian and Ling Nanyuan, couldn't restrain their excitement.

When they received Ji Zeye's call, they hurriedly sent someone to drive here in a panic.

Gu Anya, their once best friend and the sister of the woman they loved the most, has not seen each other for almost 20 years.

……

The 30-year grievances between the two have also been resolved, and they support each other.

At the same time, he raised his eyebrows and took a deep look at Ji Zefeng who was already walking in front.

Ji Chentian let out a long sigh that seemed powerless, Ling Nanyuan shook the rough palm he was supporting, and a thin layer of sadness floated on his elegant face, and said:

"Chentian, the children will understand."

Ji Chentian's cloudy eyes locked tightly on that tall but indifferent back, nodded his head, then shook his head helplessly, sighed and said:

"Let's go too, Anya is still waiting for us."

"it is good."

The two old men also supported each other and followed together.

At the gate, Ji Zeye had already arranged for people to wait, and led them towards the back hillside.

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Walking under the quiet green shade, Ji Zefeng's eyelids suddenly and inexplicably jumped, and a strong sense of uneasiness swept over him.

On Ji Zefeng's icy and cold face, his deep eyes tightened for a while, and the pace under his feet accelerated involuntarily, and he sternly growled at the person leading the way in front of him:

"quick!"

The man who led the way was so frightened that his whole body trembled, his legs almost went limp.

Not daring to look back at Ji Zefeng behind him, he held his breath and held on, wishing that he was the reincarnation of Nezha, leading the way on a hot wheel...

Ji Zefeng's cold body became colder and colder.
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The bird perched in the shade of the tree actually let out a panic cry, and flew away desperately as if frightened.

In the air, covered by the soil, there was a smell of gunpowder and bloodthirsty...

Ji Zefeng couldn't be more familiar with this smell.

He is the king of dark fire, the emperor who commands the entire dark world. Death and killing have long been commonplace, and the dark and cold muzzle has become the most used toy.

……

Ji Zefeng slowly clenched Shi Han's palm, his cold veins bulged, silently declaring his bloodthirsty anger...

Sudden--
Yimi's mournful cry came from the whole valley!

Clearly passed into everyone's ears!
Ji Zefeng's head exploded instantly!
(End of this chapter)