Jiang Ziming is the only son of the Jiang family. Since his death, Jiang Dacheng has become completely decadent and has no love in his life.
He knew the old man's strength, so he never dared to trouble his ancestors.
Right now, he just wants his ancestors to experience the pain of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person away.
Even if he dies here tonight, as long as he can kill Chen Xiang, everything will be worth it!
He had risked his life long ago.
Under the black robe, a strong cold light flashed through Jiang Dacheng's gloomy eyes. He shook his clothes and walked into the club with a calm face.
As the sky gradually darkened, more and more young men and women came to and from the club.
Inside the club, the lights are bright and bustling, and from time to time you can hear the passionate howls in the boxes upstairs and downstairs.
"Master Han, Zhou Tianlei and the others have entered box number 8." In the club hall, after Han Jiadong and his party looked around to no avail, a young man rolled his eyes and ran to the front desk.
The young man said that he was Zhou Tianlei's friend, and then he found out that Zhou Tianlei and the others went to box No. 8.
This young man is actually smart. Han Jiadong showed a satisfied smile and patted the young man on the shoulder, "You are very good. You can follow me from now on."
When the lean young man heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, his heart surged, and he was very excited.
Their family is about to become famous.
What they were talking about happened to be overheard by Jiang Dacheng, who walked into the club hall later.
Under the black robe, Jiang Dacheng's eyes became even colder, and his whole body exuded an invisible cold murderous aura as he walked toward Box 8.
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At the same time, in box No. 8.
"Sister-in-law, this is your home field today, come on, you sing the first song."
There were seven or eight young men and women in the box, some whom Chen Xiang knew, and a few whom Chen Xiang did not know at all, but they were all from the wealthy and aristocratic families in Jiang City.
And he is close to the three established families.
They are all friends called by Zhou Tianlei.
These friends of Zhou Tianlei have always wanted to meet the rumored sister-in-law and ancestor.
On the eve of their ancestors' departure, they felt honored to be able to see Chen Xiang, and they were naturally very happy.
"I can't sing." In front of so many people, Chen Xiang was a little shy and his pretty face turned slightly red.
"Come on, sister-in-law. Didn't you sing to your fans in the live broadcast room before? You must be able to sing. Sing quickly, sister-in-law." Lin Jia next to him followed suit.
Chen Xiang's eyes twitched, and he said with a blush: "That's different. I can't see them, so I'm bolder. Others cost money to sing, but I cost my life to sing."
"Oh, we are not outsiders." Lin Jia smiled broadly.
"That's right, sister-in-law, please sing quickly." Zhou Tianlei and the others laughed and booed.
The atmosphere in the box suddenly became tense.
Chen Xiang was speechless and kept thinking silently in his heart, "Help me, help me."
Coincidentally, at this moment, the door of the box suddenly opened.
This sudden scene made Chen Xiang breathe a sigh of relief, and he and everyone looked at the handsome young man standing at the door of the box.
Yes, it’s Han Jiadong!
When everyone recognized him, Han Jiadong pretended to be surprised and then smiled.
"Sorry, I went to the wrong room, eh? Zhou Tianlei? Lin Jia? It turns out you guys are playing here too, what a coincidence."
Chen Xiang and the others naturally didn't know that Han Jiadong had planned it, so they just thought it was a coincidence.
"It's really a coincidence. I didn't expect Mr. Han to come here to sing tonight."
"Yes, I'm right next door. How about I arrange a big box and we can gather together. It will be lively when there are many people." An undetectable glint flashed in Han Jiadong's eyes. Such a suggestion was very generous.
Zhou Tianlei glanced at Chen Xiang and Lin Jia and said with a smile: "No, we should each play our own game."
They knew Han Jiadong's identity very well. The situation in Jiangcheng was now serious, and the relationship between the three established families and the upstart families was obviously not as good as before.
Who knows what Han Jiadong is thinking about, but to ensure the safety of his sister-in-law, there is no need to create extra complications.
Han Jiadong raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes flickered, and he said with a smile: "That's fine."
He had a purpose and naturally he would not give up. As soon as he finished speaking, he turned to look at Chen Xiang and smiled.
"This beauty is very eye-catching."
Seeing Han Jiadong look at Chen Xiang, Zhou Tianlei frowned.
These days, they have experienced a lot with Chen Xiang, so they are naturally a lot more wary.
What happened to Zhao Wenhao last time, if the ancestor hadn't taken action in time, they might have died that night.
Having learned from the past, Zhou Tianlei and the others did not dare to take it lightly, and quickly thought about how to ask Han Jiadong to leave.
Lin Jia, who was next to her, reacted quickly. She left a word and pulled Chen Xiang out of the box.
"Sister-in-law, please accompany me to the bathroom."
As soon as he saw Chen Xiang and the others leaving, Han Jiadong frowned, a flash of displeasure flashed deep in his eyes, and he snorted with disdain in his heart. He stood at the door of the box for a moment and then took the initiative to leave.
"Jia Jia, who is that person?" Chen Xiang and Lin Jia asked Han Jiadong when they left the box and went to the bathroom.
"Han Jiadong, the newly wealthy Han family, he must be here for you."
Upon hearing about the new wealthy family, Chen Xiang immediately understood it. No wonder Zhou Tianlei and Lin Jia were so wary of Han Jiadong just now.
I see!
"Sister-in-law, you and your ancestors may go to the Imperial Capital tomorrow. The situation in Jiangcheng is serious now and it is indeed unsafe."
Chen Xiang agreed with Lin Jia's words. Ever since she came to Jiangcheng, it seemed that she and her ancestors had been stared at.
No wonder it was indeed a wise move for our ancestors to choose to go to the imperial capital at this time.
"I hope Han Jiadong will be wiser and stop causing trouble." Lin Jia muttered.
She just wanted to spend time with Chen Xiang tonight, so that everyone could have a good time without any regrets.
Chen Xiang smiled and nodded, watching the two women about to walk into the bathroom.
At this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared, a cold dagger swung the eyes of the two women, and a cold murderous aura swept over them instantly, along with a hoarse roar.
"Chen Xiang! Accept your fate! I want to avenge my son!"
The two girls, Chen Xiang and Lin Jia, were talking and laughing. The sudden murderous intention made their expressions change drastically, their beauty turned pale, and a touch of panic emerged spontaneously.
"Sister-in-law, be careful!"
Lin Jia exclaimed, her pupils contracted sharply, and she saw a man in black robe holding a dagger and stabbing Chen Xiang fiercely.
Chen Xiang was also frightened and didn't see who it was at all, but her heart sank and in a panic, she hurriedly waved the ice palm that her ancestor taught her.
At the same time, Lin Jia had already rushed towards the man in black robe, and looking at the right moment, she hugged the man's arm holding the dagger.
Bang!
With the two women cooperating in panic, Chen Xiang slapped the man in black robe with his palm.
He heard the man in black robe grunting in pain, and the cloak covering his head fell off as he quickly retreated, revealing his unshaven and decadent face.
"Jiang Dacheng!"
Chen Xiang recognized him at a glance.
At this time, Jiang Dacheng's face was full of horror and surprise, and he stared at Chen Xiang. He did not expect that this woman actually had martial arts with her.
Even so, Jiang Dacheng's face was gloomy and his eyes were cold. He had already risked his life, and with a hysterical roar, he killed Chen Xiang again.