Side Character Transmigrations: The Final Boss is No Joke

Xie Wangqi pushed open the door of the ward, and Fake Jitong was terrified, looking at him a little pale, and then looked away in a panic.

The hand under the quilt was tugged tightly. She had heard it just now. Xie Wangqi asked her if there were any differences between the Ji family and her.

He was suspicious of her.

Fake Jitong's reaction was so great, Xie Wangqi couldn't find it, his eyes fell on the ground because of the panic going to bed and the shoes she wobbled, and the legs she didn't have time to cover completely.

Xie Wangqi sat next to her, "Have you heard?"

"Brother Xie, what did you hear?" Fake Jitong turned his head and asked in confusion.

She tried to hide the panic and nervousness on her face, but thank you for forgetting where the chess is so confusing.

"You know what I'm talking about."

Fake Jitong's expression stiffened, shell teeth biting his lower lip, his heart was like a drum, and the heart seemed to jump out.

The sudden silence in the ward left her with a slightly messy breath.

"Brother Xie, do you believe me?"

Xie Wangqi said calmly: "If you don't say it, how do I know if I should believe you?"

Xie Wangqi has not yet completely fell in love with Fake Ji Tong, and reason naturally occupies the majority.

"I……"

Fake Ji Tong's eyes suddenly turned red. "I don't know what happened. When Ji Tong looked for me before, didn't she show two sketches? She asked me to find someone to draw. The sketch I saw was her face."

"She said that she was the real Ji Tong, but in my memory, I grew up in Ji Ji's parents, all the memories have no faults, I am Ji Tong. But the sketch constantly reminds me that I am not Ji Tong Tong, she is the real Ji Tong."

"I also suspected that she was making trouble, but no matter how many people I asked to draw a sketch, the face I painted was not myself. I also found someone to secretly paint her, and it was me who painted it."

Fake Ji Tong spoke quickly, and it seemed that he was afraid to speak slowly, and the people in front of him did not believe her.

"Brother Xie, I really don't know what's going on. I don't know why this happened."

Xie Wangqi patted her shoulders, her voice softened a bit, "You mean, what you see is different from what we see?"

Fake Jitong nodded.

Xie Wangqi asked again: "Is there really no problem with your memory?"

Fake Jitong continued to nod. "I have memories from childhood to large. Although the memories of my childhood were a little vague, I remember all the big things."

If she has ever lost her memory, she may be able to accept a little bit, but she does not, her life is complete, so she does not want to believe that she has stolen someone else’s life.

"I'll check it out, don't be afraid." Xie Wangqi appeased Fake Jitong, no matter who was doing this, he would check it out.

Fake Jitong embraced Xie Wangqi and looked cautious and disturbed.

Xie Wangqi patted her shoulder, and then Ji Jitong relaxed.

...

Cen Che did not return to the villa for several days. Before entering the villa, he found something was wrong. He paused and looked at the void in front of him, "Come out."

Rustle ——

The leaves blew in the breeze, making a pleasant rubbing sound.

There is a peaceful outside of the villa, there is nothing abnormal.

Cen Che kept staring at the void, as if standing there personally.

For three minutes, a corpse was thrown out in a shrub in front of it, and the breeze blew, and everything returned to normal.

Cen Che walked to the body. This man was the middle-aged man who came out to talk to him when he was eating in the restaurant. He coveted what was in his hands. He subconsciously diverted his attention.

Unexpectedly, he would ambush in this neighborhood and was killed.

The middle-aged man was glaring at this time, his face pale and pale, exactly the same as Huang Yuan's expression.

The body pressed a letter.

Cen Che reached out and took out the letter. The envelope style was very old. It seemed to have gone through countless hours. The letter paper was even more quaint, with small letters written in small letters on it.

——She and I must have a pledge, she can only be mine, stay away from her, this time is a warning, next time is your life.

Just after Cen Che finished reading, the stationery immediately turned into powder, and the breeze blew away and disappeared into the air.

Cen Che's mouth slightly ticked off. It turned out to be a deed, no wonder her perception weakened.

He reached out his phone and opened the address book, no need to rummage, the first person was the one he was looking for.

The phone was quickly connected, and there was a faint voice from that end, "What's wrong? Did you get home? I just sent you just now, you must let it go."

"Want to see you." Cen Che looked at the void in the distance, "Can I come to my house?"

"Huh? Okay, wait for me for a while."

Cen Che hung up the phone and looked at the distance almost provocatively.

Look, she only listens to me.

Even if you have a deed.

She will never be yours.

The wind suddenly rolled from a distance, seeming to roll Cencher into the air, but Cencher did not move at all, like a straight and straight cypress, with a hard face looking at the distance.

The gusty wind stopped for a while, and the surroundings were quiet again.

Cen Che dragged the body into the villa and called someone to dispose of it. When Sheng arrived, there was no body in the villa.

Cen Che stood at the door and waited for her. She did not let her in when she came, so she stood at the door.

"Why?" Shi Sheng wanted to go in. Cen Che reached out to stop her. Shi Sheng was a little impatient. "When the door god drinks the northwest wind?"

Cen Che Yu Guang looked at another place, suddenly leaned over and kissed on the face of Shi Sheng, then put his head on her shoulder, "He is looking at us, he is very angry and wants to kill me."

Shi Sheng frowned and reached up to hug his waist. "The courage is quite big. What did you do to you?"

Cen Che kissed again on her ear, "His strength is not enough to move me, killing an insignificant person, so, now you want to give me a statement for the peach debts you incurred? Huh? "

"Peach Blossom Debt?"

Cen Che loosened her and pulled her into the door of the villa. A whirlwind violently came outside, and the door banged loudly.

Cen Che reached Shi Sheng against the wall, staring at her quietly, listening to the clamor that was constantly ringing beside him.

When the voice stopped, he said: "You and he must have a meditation, there are many kinds of meditation, but there are only two kinds, which can make people ignore the existence of each other. The first is the master and servant, the second is... …Nice marriage.”

"Fuck!" Shi Sheng scolded loudly. When she woke up, she was in the sedan. She hadn't reached the place yet.

Did this group of people have done anything before this?

Mom's group of mentally retarded!

"I have nothing to do with him." Shi Sheng held Cen Che's face.

"Of course I know, otherwise you are not in my arms now." Cen Che chuckled.

Shi Sheng lifted his sleeves and looked sullen, "I went out and slaughtered him."

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