Chapter 151 (2/2)

”Mr. Ji, did he drink your blood to become this way?”

Ji pan recalled what happened just now, and his eyes widened in a moment: ”is my blood poisonous?”

The silver haired man shook his head and said with a smile, ”it's a good thing for him.”

Ji Pan said angrily, ”do you think he looks good? If you can't cure him, prepare to be buried with him! ”

The silver haired man knew the man's identity and believed in what he said to be buried with him, but the young man had nothing to do, which is why he was not in a hurry at all.

”If you want him to get better soon, you can feed him some more blood. It depends on whether you are willing to give up.”

What's he reluctant to give up? He has already regarded the little fox as his son, a part of his life. As long as he can get well, what is it to put some blood into it?

Ji pan puts the little fox on the bed, feeds some blood, and then stares at the silver haired man with deep eyes.

”Come on, what's going on?”

in a flash, the bodyguards scattered around quickly surrounded the silver haired man.

One of the bodyguards also moved a chair for Ji pan.

Ji pan sat down with one hand clapping and his eyes fixed on the silver haired man, as if he could not get out of the room without saying something today.

Looking at the battle, the silver haired man suddenly laughed out and waved his hand. In addition to Ji pan and the silver haired man, everyone fell down, and nobody knew anything about it.

Ji Pan's eyes changed, some appreciation, some vigilance, some surprise, but no fear.

If ordinary people are here and see a person waving their hands, they will let so many people know about life and death. Their hearts must be afraid.

Who is Ji pan? He has lived in a world of fighting and killing since he was a child. He has never seen any means or experienced any difficulties.

What he really worried about was what would happen to his little fox