The Female Partner Refuses To Be Cannon Fodder

Standing in front of the microphone, Jiang Chan sang a foreign language song. She has learned a few songs in the afternoon. So far, she still doesn't want to quit An Qi's job.

In Jiang Chan's view, An Qi's congenital conditions are very good, her voice is very beautiful, and her basic skills are also solid, which is very suitable for taking the path of a singer.

If it wasn't for An Lan's sudden and serious illness, An Qi should have studied smoothly at the Conservatory and then went out to work. Whether it was a teacher or a studio, it would be a good choice.

But all of this was broken by Zhao Mingsheng. When the name was mentioned, Jiang Chan felt all kinds of itchy teeth. People like them can only see themselves forever, care about their own comfort, and never think about how much harm he has caused to others.

Sensing the resentment surging from the bottom of his heart, Jiang Chan calmed down his emotions.

Jiang Chan's singing skills have been verified by the market. Even if it changes to another world, there will naturally be people who know the goods. After Jiang Chan finished singing a song, some customers called for another song.

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

At about eleven, Jiang Chan took three hundred yuan from the boss. This was her resident singing fee tonight, because she performed well today. In the past, when An Qi was there, it was a hundred times a day.

After talking to the boss that something was going on in the evening and coming back the day after tomorrow, Jiang Chan took the bag out of the bar. Seeing no one behind him, Jiang Chan curled his lips, it doesn't matter, if you don't come to me, I will also take the initiative to find you.

Zhao Mingsheng is a typical son-in-law. He doesn't have any abilities except drinking and racing to pick up girls. He knows to take money to send people when he encounters anything.

It was the same that night. He walked out of the club crookedly and disappeared into the traffic in his ostentatious sports car, regardless of whether he was drunk driving.

The evening breeze in the outskirts also made Zhao Mingsheng's drinking spirit sober. He looked in the rearview mirror unconsciously, but faced a pair of Qing Lingling eyes.

Zhao Mingsheng was immediately confused, and subconsciously stepped on the brakes. Who else is Jiang Chan 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: "Keep on."

Zhao Mingsheng is a person who can be obedient, and he immediately raised the corner of his mouth: "Are you An Qi? You actually took the initiative to deliver it! I was angry and didn't tidy you up yesterday."

Jiang Chan's thin lips lifted slightly: "It's really not always the one who cleans up."

Before Zhao Mingsheng could react, Jiang Chan's probe touched Zhao Mingsheng's body, and Zhao Mingsheng immediately howled like a pig. Jiang Chan's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, he tore off a corner of Zhao Mingsheng's clothes and stuffed it in his mouth, making him speechless.

Jiang Chan grabbed Zhao Mingsheng’s hair: "You want to clean up me, how do you want to clean up me? It's a good place to throw corpses here. There is no surveillance and no humans. It is estimated that no one will be able to find it for a year or a half. your turn."

Hearing Jiang Chan's voice calmly saying such horrible words, Zhao Mingsheng's eyes widened in horror. How could he provoke such a female evil star, and how can someone who can do things that threaten him be so friendly?

Jiang Chan pushed the car door and gently and skillfully dragged Zhao Mingsheng out of the driver's seat, as if dragging a dead pig.

Zhao Mingsheng was twitching all over his body, and he didn't want to experience that kind of bone pain a second time in his life. He wished to be as far away from Jiang Chan as possible, but he didn't know where Jiang Chan tapped him, he couldn't even move.

Jiang Chan turned over inside Zhao Mingsheng's car. There were camera ropes and other crime tools. He thought that this should be what he wanted to use against the original owner, An Qi.

Fingers hooked the small bag and shook in front of Zhao Mingsheng's eyes. Jiang Chan leaned on the car door: "Tell me, why did you stun me to Room 2601 yesterday? I remember I didn't know you."

Seeing that Zhao Mingsheng didn't speak, but shook his head frantically, Jiang Chan bent down and tore off the clothes from Zhao Mingsheng's mouth.

Zhao Mingsheng endured the severe pain in his body, and slowly said: "You...you let...me, the...we've had an enmity...wiped out."

Jiang Chan spread his hands: "In my impression, I haven't seen you. I don't think there is any enmity between us."

Seeing Zhao Mingsheng's hard work, Jiang Chan clicked on Zhao Mingsheng's body: "Perhaps I should say, what do you hold with the me you saw? Where did you meet me?"

Zhao Mingsheng slumped on the ground, trying to recall: "A month ago at the Celebrity Yayuan Club, you flipped through my phone and saw the contents of my phone, and you also copied a copy and saved it to the cloud."

Jiang Chan raised his eyebrows: "I'm sure to tell you that I have never been to the celebrity Yayuan."

Zhao Mingsheng's eyes widened, "Impossible, she obviously looks like you, and she also said that her name is An Qi and she is studying at a certain music school."

Jiang Chan clapped his hands: "Okay, let's just consider what you said is true. What do you want to do when you tied me to the hotel yesterday? If I guess correctly, you prepared this thing for me?"

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

Jiang Chan stuck Zhao Mingsheng's jaw with one hand, "After thinking about it clearly, if I have a hand shake, you can still go back all the way back, that's not sure."

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

Jiang Chan pressed his hand, Zhao Mingsheng rolled his eyes immediately, Jiang Chan pinched his fingers, Zhao Mingsheng breathed, as if he was going to see God the next moment.

Jiang Chan squatted in Zhao Mingsheng's ear: "After making the video~www.wuxiamtl.com~ what else do you want to do? Send it to my school? Ask the school to expel me?"

When Jiang Chan said what he was thinking, Zhao Mingsheng just shook his head and couldn't say a word. This kind of person is a soft guy, who only knows that he is bullying, and he can't tell anything when he really encounters something.

Jiang Chan stood up, a little helpless: "Although you did not succeed, this is because I was lucky and escaped by myself. If I didn't escape yesterday, then the person crying now is me. If the attempted **** is sentenced, it is also based on rape. The crime was sentenced to three years to ten years in prison."

After thinking about it, Jiang Chan took out Zhao Mingsheng's mobile phone and unlocked it with Zhao Mingsheng's fingerprint. Jiang Chan found out his nearest contact. This kid actually still had a recording. This is all ready evidence.

After snapping a screenshot and sending it to An Qi's phone, Zhao Mingsheng suddenly widened his eyes: "Aren't you using the latest phone? How could it be such an old phone?"

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