Standing in front of the microphone, Jiang Chan sang a foreign song. She learned several songs this afternoon. So far, she doesn't want to quit Angie's job.

In Jiang Chan's opinion, angel's congenital conditions are very good. Her voice line is very beautiful and her basic skills are solid. She is very suitable for singing.

If Anlan hadn't been seriously ill, Angela should have studied smoothly in the Conservatory of music and then came out to work. It's a good choice whether to be a teacher or open a studio.

But all this was broken by Zhao Mingsheng. At the mention of this name, Jiang Chan is all kinds of tooth itching. People like them always only see themselves, only care about their own comfort, and never think about how much harm he has done to others.

Aware of the surging resentment at the bottom of her heart, Jiang Chan calmed her mood. She was not in a hurry. The account had to be calculated slowly.

Jiang Chan's singing skills have been verified by the market. Even if it's a different world, people who know the goods naturally have it. After Jiang Chan sang a song, a customer shouted for another one.

Jiang Chan smiled. After receiving the boss's signal, Jiang Chan stood firmly on the stage and sang two more songs before she stepped off the stage.

At about 11 o'clock, Jiang Chan took 300 yuan from her boss. This is her singing fee tonight because of her good performance today. In the past, when Angie was there, it was 100 days a day.

He told the boss that he had something to do tomorrow night and would come back the day after tomorrow. Jiang Chan went out of the bar with her bag. Look, no one is following behind. Jiang Chan's lips are hooked. It doesn't matter. If you don't come to me, I'll take the initiative to find you.

Zhao Mingsheng is a typical childe. He has no other skills except drinking, racing and picking up girls. He knows to send people money when he meets anything.

The same was true that night. He walked out of the club and disappeared into the traffic with his flamboyant sports car, regardless of whether he was drunk driving.

The evening breeze in the suburbs also made Zhao Mingsheng sober up a bit. He unconsciously looked in the rearview mirror, but he was right in front of a pair of clear eyes.

Zhao Mingsheng immediately lost his mind and subconsciously stepped on the brake. Who else can it be that Jiang Chan is not sitting in the back seat of the car? She may not be able to monitor Zhao Mingsheng in real time, but it is not difficult to find Zhao Mingsheng's car.

Jiang Chan put her hands around her chest and said, "keep opening."

Zhao Mingsheng is a obedient person. He immediately picked at the corner of his mouth: "are you angel? You took the initiative to send it to the door! I'm angry. I didn't clean you up yesterday."

Jiang Chan's thin lips lifted slightly: "it's really not certain who will clean up."

Before Zhao Mingsheng could react, Jiang Chan touched Zhao Mingsheng's body, and Zhao Mingsheng immediately howled like killing a pig. Jiang Chan's eyes and hands were quick. She tore off Zhao Mingsheng's clothes and stuffed a corner into his mouth, which made him speechless.

Jiang Chan grabbed Zhao Mingsheng's hair and said, "you want to clean me up. How do you want to clean me up? It's a good place to dump the body here. There is no monitoring and no people. It's estimated that everyone can't find you in a year and a half."

Hearing Jiang Chan's voice calmly say such terrible words, Zhao Mingsheng stared in horror. How could he provoke such a female evil star? Who can do things that threaten him? Where is it so easy to meet?

Jiang Chan pushed open the door and gently and skillfully dragged Zhao Mingsheng out of the driver's seat, just like dragging a dead pig.

Zhao Mingsheng was twitching all over his body. He didn't want to experience the pain for the second time in his life. He wanted to be as far away from Jiang Chan as possible, but he didn't know where Jiang Chan ordered him. He couldn't even move.

Jiang Chan turned inside Zhao Mingsheng's car and had a camera, rope and other crime tools. I think this should be what he wanted to use to deal with the original owner Angel yesterday.

His fingers dangled the small bag in front of Zhao Mingsheng. Jiang Chan leaned on the door: "tell me, why did I get dizzy in room 2601 yesterday? I don't remember I knew you."

Seeing that Zhao Mingsheng didn't speak, he just shook his head madly. Jiang Chan bent down and pulled off the clothes in Zhao Mingsheng's mouth.

Zhao Mingsheng endured the sharp pain in his body and slowly said, "you... You let go... I, the hatred between us... Is... Written off."

Jiang Chan said, "in my impression, I haven't seen you. I don't think there is any hatred between us."

Seeing Zhao Mingsheng's difficulty in speaking, Jiang Chan nodded on Zhao Mingsheng: "maybe I should say, what do you hold on to when you see me? Where did you see me?"

Zhao Mingsheng collapsed on the ground and tried to recall: "a month ago, at the celebrity Yayuan club, you turned over my mobile phone, saw the content in my mobile phone, and copied a copy and saved it in the cloud."

Jiang Chan raised her eyebrow: "I'm sure to tell you that I've never been to the celebrity garden."

Zhao Mingsheng stared, "it's impossible. She looks like you, and she said her name is Angie, studying in a conservatory of music."

Jiang Chan clapped her hands: "OK, what you said is true. Yesterday you tied me to the hotel. What do you want to do? If I guess correctly, you prepared this for me?"

Zhao Mingsheng's eyes dodged: "no, No."

Jiang Chan stuck Zhao Mingsheng's chin with one hand, "think clearly. Besides, if I shake my hand, can you go back with all my head and all my tail? That's uncertain."

Zhao Mingsheng's legs trembled: "I said, I said, I was thinking that you threatened me in front, I can't be threatened in vain..."

Jiang Chan made an effort on her hand, and Zhao Mingsheng immediately rolled his eyes. Jiang Chan squeezed his fingers, and Zhao Mingsheng breathed heavily. It seemed that he was going to see God the next moment.

Jiang Chan squatted in Zhao Mingsheng's ear: "what else do you want to do after shooting the video? Send it to my school? Let the school expel me?"

When Jiang Chan said what he thought, Zhao Mingsheng just shook his head and couldn't say a word. This kind of person is a soft egg. He only knows bullying. He can't point to anything when he really meets something.

Jiang Chan stood up and was a little helpless: "although you didn't succeed, I was lucky to escape by myself. If I didn't escape yesterday, I'm the one crying now. If the attempted rape is sentenced, it is also sentenced to three years and ten years of fixed-term imprisonment according to the crime of rape."

After thinking about it, Jiang Chan touched Zhao Mingsheng's mobile phone. After unlocking it with Zhao Mingsheng's fingerprint, Jiang Chan found out his recent contact. The boy actually had a recording, which is ready-made evidence.

After snapping the screenshot and sending it to angel's mobile phone, Zhao Mingsheng suddenly stared: "don't you use the latest mobile phone? How can it be such an old mobile phone?"

Jiang Chan slapped him in the face with a backhand, and Zhao Mingsheng, who half propped up on the ground, hit the ground again.