Hilarious time travel: the female partner asks to let go

Chapter 190 Am I Like Someone Afraid of Death?

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Another person from Ziji's side is ready to enter the fateful game. This fateful person is the son of a wealthy businessman. He is tall and fat, with triangular eyebrows. He doesn't look very smart, but he is not easy to mess with.

The son of a wealthy businessman has been pestering Hong Ling for a long time, but Hong Ling just doesn't want to accompany him into the game.After being rejected many times, she asked someone to teach Hong Ling a lesson, but she was taught a lesson by a group of masters who didn't know where they came from.

After being honest for a while, his family members persuaded him not to get into that fate, but this tall fat man just refused to listen, stubbornly thinking that the one he was chosen by heaven would definitely come out alive.

So, he came again.

When the day of entering the game arrived, Zi Ji laid down on the second floor leisurely with a piece of thatch in her mouth, looking at everyone downstairs.Through these days of observation, she has noticed several people who she has seen many times but who are not like ordinary prostitutes.

One of them, everyone calls him a mouse, has really wicked eyebrows and mouse eyes.Thin, with a black turban on his head, covering half of his face.He lowered his head and bowed his waist all day long, and his small eyes rolled around.

There is another one, with a tall and straight body, dressed in black, with bangs on one side covering half of his face, a bit handsome.Every time I come, I only order the most unremarkable Chunmei in the pavilion to accompany me.He didn't talk too much and didn't make any noise, all he knew was that Chunmei called him Mr. Zheng.This Mr. Zheng is like a mouse, always observing every corner of the pavilion intentionally or unconsciously.

The last one is different from the first two. It is said that it is the son of Yan Gongzi's nurse, named Jinbao.He and Mr. Yan grew up together, they are like brothers.He was the one who brought Mr. Yan to Taohua Pavilion for the first time.Not tall, round face, neither fat nor thin, love to laugh, a bit funny.He spends money generously and has a lively personality, which is very popular with everyone.

These three people have a common feature, that is, they are on the sidelines every time someone is killed.I don't know what method they used to deal with the old bustard.You know, the old bustard is notoriously difficult to deal with, and I heard that there is a backer behind him.

At this time, Mouse and Mr. Zheng were already sitting downstairs, but Jinbao was nowhere to be seen.

Zi Ji was wondering when someone patted her shoulder hard.When Zi Ji turned her head, she happened to meet Jin Bao's smiling face: "I've been paying attention to you for a long time, you kid is very different from ordinary tortoises!"

Zi Ji smiled, "What's the difference?"

"You are definitely not born as a servant, and you don't have ambition or interest in your eyes, but you always observe everyone in this Peach Blossom Pavilion. I sent someone to check your details, but I couldn't find out half of it." Jin Bao said here, eyes Li's smile gradually disappeared, and he turned to ask seriously: "Who the hell are you, and what is the purpose of staying in Peach Blossom Pavilion?"

Zi Ji smiled slightly, and asked in a leisurely tone: "What is your purpose for staying in Peach Blossom Pavilion?"

"Me?" Jin Bao smiled, and suddenly laughed loudly: "Of course I'm drinking and having fun and admiring beauties."

Zi Ji chuckled, then turned her head to look downstairs, and ignored Jin Bao.

Seeing Zi Ji's attitude, Jin Bao said angrily, "What do you mean? Why didn't you talk! You haven't answered my question yet."

"You are so funny!" Zi Ji said, "Why do I have to answer your question? Besides, since the chatter is all lies, why bother?"

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Jin Bao's voice sank, "You know, killing a turtle is as easy as crushing an ant."

Zi Ji turned her head to look at Jin Bao, one side of her lips curled up slightly, and she asked back, "Do I look like someone who is afraid of death?"

(End of this chapter)