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Chapter 85

On the other side, Jiang Chen glanced at the talisman in his hand and touched it with demonic energy. He could feel a burning heat. It looked like a high-end product.

"This thing must not be cheap, so why don't you give it to me like this?"

He thought for a moment and remembered that the town he lived in when he was a child was very remote and the public security was not good. He once encountered a trafficker who dragged Lin Youwei away on a motorcycle.

Jiang Chen never liked to meddle in other people's business, not to mention he was only 11 years old at the time.

But after all, there is an adult soul in the body, and there is no way to sit back and watch a little girl being taken away like this.

So he took action and rushed to rescue the person. He shouted and attracted many people. The trafficker was scared away, but Jiang Chen also broke his head while dragging the person.

This was just a small thing to him, but he didn't expect that the other party would remember it until now.

"Fu Lu, it seems that there are indeed many powers in this world that ordinary people don't know about. They can deal with sneaky incidents, but they may not have enough personnel, otherwise they wouldn't use news channels to remind ordinary people."

"By the way, the fact that Jiuzhou doesn't disclose its sneaky existence should be related to what the system said."

Jiang Chen suddenly understood a problem.

Ghosts eat human Qi, monsters eat ghost Qi.

This should be why the Knocker does not break the door directly when killing people, but builds fear step by step, so that it can continuously suck the breath of living people.

And once the sneaky incident is made public and everyone falls into panic, big problems may arise!

"No wonder, Lin Youwei must have been debating whether to tell me about the existence of ghosts just now, but in the end she chose to give a subtle reminder."

Jiang Chen shook his head, didn't think any more, and walked back to the classroom.

As soon as he entered, a group of people started to cheer.

"Wow! I was asked by Goddess Lin to have a private chat, Lao Jiang, that's okay!"

"Awesome, Jiang Chen!"

"Damn it, Jiang Chen will be our love rival from now on!"

“Lao Jiang, I’m done with my friends!”

Before Jiang Chen could speak, there was suddenly a sound of slamming on the table.

boom!

"What are you doing? Your name will be called immediately. Keep quiet!"

A boy sitting in the front row, wearing a brand-name suit, turned his head with a sullen expression. All the classmates who caught his gaze lowered their heads in silence.

For a moment, the entire classroom fell silent, and no one dared to say a word.

The boy is the grade minister of the student union. For this position alone, no one will criticize him.

His other identity is Zheng Shaoming, the son of the Zheng Group.

One of the top five chaebols in Jiangbei City.

The energy behind such a person is unimaginable. Even a group of college students who have not been out of society can vaguely feel that after all, the two people in the courtyard who messed with Zheng Shaoming a year ago have dropped out of school for unknown reasons.

After Zheng Shaoming finished scolding him, he turned to look at Jiang Chen. His eyes were still full of darkness, but a smile appeared on his face: "Haha, classmate Jiang Chen, you also know Youwei. Her family background is not ordinary. In our Jiangbei second-generation circle

Li is also one of the recognized goddesses."

"My father and his father are old acquaintances. There will be a party in a few days and Youwei will also come. Does Jiang want to attend?"

Hearing this, Jiang Chen was stunned and almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

Because he understood that this Zheng Shaoming was undoubtedly a licker. If he really knew him well at home, he would not be able to come to the classroom door without even saying hello.

"Hmm." He said perfunctorily, not intending to talk to a child.

Seeing his attitude, Zheng Shaoming's face became even more ugly, and he said with a hint of sneer: "Haha, but I seem to have forgotten, you may not have time. Last time I saw you working in a milk tea shop, you are so diligent. Classmate Jiang's family background

Not very good, do you need to earn the tuition fees yourself?"

Jiang Chen glanced at the other party this time.

Although there is no fluctuation in his heart, if he is really a work-study student from a poor family and is ridiculed in such a public way, I am afraid it will be difficult to hold his head up in front of his classmates in the future.

"Sometimes I envy people like you. Every day when you open your eyes, you think about how to fight and live a fulfilling life." Zheng Shaoming continued.

He didn't ask like those brainless second-generation rich people, do you know who my dad is?

Instead, he knows how to use his own advantages, and pokes at the opponent's pain point with every word, making it difficult for the opponent to get off the stage.

As for why Jiang Chen was wanted, the reason is also very simple. The second-generation circle in a city is not large, and there is a high probability that the future marriage partner will be among these people.

Therefore, in Zheng Shaoming's view, the best cabbage in his circle was targeted by a low-level pig outside the circle, and he naturally felt unhappy.

"I should envy Mr. Zheng." Jiang Chen chuckled.

Zheng Shaoming was stunned for a moment, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips. This kid was quite sensible.

"You act coquettishly to your father every day, wagging your tail, and you have everything. You can wear clothes, open your mouth, eat food, and reach out your hands. How comfortable your little life is." Jiang Chen's next words made the atmosphere in the entire classroom suddenly stagnant.

Acting coquettishly and wagging the tail, doesn’t this mean that Zheng Shaoming is a dog?

The last person who called Zheng Shaoming "silly" has dropped out of school for more than a year. I heard from a classmate who knew that person in the hospital that his parents had lost their jobs, their house had been cut off, and their parents were getting divorced.

And Jiang Chen's words are far more sarcastic than a hundred "silly words".

In the entire classroom, no one dared to take a breath, knowing that Zheng Shaoming was probably going to go crazy.

"By the way, Mr. Zheng said that he knew Youwei, but she didn't seem to even look at you just now. This girl is so rude. I will definitely talk about her properly later." Jiang Chen always smiled and downplayed his anger.

Pour oil on it.

He has always been like this: I will not offend others unless they offend me, but if someone offends me, I will offend them like crazy.

"Jiang Chen!" Zheng Shaoming gritted his teeth and yelled out two words, his face turned pale.

He didn't expect that someone who was usually a boring gourd in the department would make it difficult for him to get off the stage when he started to quarrel with others.

At this time, someone among the boys in the back row winked, and five or six people stood up and walked up. They were all from the basketball club, tall, and surrounded Jiang Chen, looking at him coldly.

"Do you know who you messed with?"

"Those who come from the countryside are ignorant. One day you will understand that there are some people you cannot afford to offend in your life!"

"Why don't you apologize to Mr. Zheng quickly? If he crushes someone like you to death, it's no different than crushing an ant to death."

Jiang Chen moved his joints slightly.

He would not bully children unless necessary, but if they came to him on their own initiative, he would not mind being a life mentor and giving them a beating from society.

"What are you doing!"

A man wearing a suit, gold-rimmed glasses, and carefully combed hair walked in.

School counselor, Sun Zhibing.

"Jiang Dahai, Yan Hu, Jiang Chen... go back to your seats!" Sun Zhibing shouted with a very bad expression. Then when he looked at Zheng Shaoming, his expression softened a bit: "Shaoming, please sit down first."
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