The strong man put his hands in his pockets and didn't take Jiang Ce's words to heart. In his opinion, Jiang Ce was neither strong nor as strong as himself. He looked like a bad guy.

What's so scary about a stinky loser?

Even if the fight starts, just relying on the strong man's head and muscles, will he kill the other party in seconds?

So, what are you going to worry about?

Jiang Ce did not aim at the strong man, but came to his car.

Then, Jiang Ce raised his foot and made a powerful shot in a football player. The next second, with Jiang Ce's loud shout, he kicked it out.

He kicked the car right in the middle.

Then, a loud bang was heard, and in front of the strong man and the charming woman, the huge vehicle was kicked seven or eight meters away!

It collided with the car in the front seat.

Is this what people do?

The strong man still put his hands in his pockets, but his posture was completely collapsed at this moment. His hands and feet were sore and weak. The boss with his mouth opened, like a deflated balloon, soft and weak.

The strong man himself is also a trainer, so he naturally knows how powerful this kick is.

It is no exaggeration to say that if this kick hits the strong man, he will probably have his bones broken and his life will be gone.

I can't tell, this is still a hidden "martial arts master".

The strong man bullied many people, but this time he really kicked it to the iron plate. He felt scared. Fortunately, he didn't attack the other party just now, otherwise, he would have been carried into an ambulance and sent to the hospital.

Jiang Ce looked at the strong man.

Just a sharp look made the strong man scare and dare not move.

"You, what do you want to do?"

Jiang Ce said in a plain tone: "My name is Jiang Ce. Now I want to go to the dance party. If you want me to compensate for your vehicle losses, go to the dance party to find me."

After saying that, he waved to his car.

Xin Yun walked out with a smile, held Jiang Ce's arm and left the parking lot.

The strong man's forehead was filled with cold sweat.

He dares to ask for vehicle losses? Haha, I don’t dare to lend him any courage! In Nancheng, the people are so brave. Who knows what the other party’s true identity is, and how powerful is the combat power?

This matter will end here. If the trouble continues, I am afraid that I will even lose my life.

The charming woman shook the strong man's arm, "That's it?"

The strong man looked at the charming woman like an idiot, "Or what? Do you still want to fight with others? If you want to do it, you can do it yourself, I dare not."

Very cowardly.

But it is also very self-aware.

...

On the other side, Jiang Ce held the hand of his dance partner, Xin Yun, and arrived at the entrance of the dance hall. Like other VIPs, he lined up to enter.

Today, Xin Yun is filled with happiness.

This was the first time she felt the warmth of Jiang Ce’s palm for so long. Although it was just a ritual holding hand, it was enough.

You know, you don’t have the chance to hold hands with Jiang Ce at all.

At this moment, Xin Yun no longer regarded herself as Jiang Ce’s dance companion, but as Jiang Ce’s bride. They were not about to enter the dance hall, but the wedding scene.

Although it is self-deception, there may be only one chance in life, so what if she dreams about it once?

After a pair of dance partners entered, it was finally Jiang Ce and Xin Yun's turn.

At the door, the receptionist smiled symbolically and said, "Please show your invitation."

As soon as he finished speaking, the smile on the receptionist's face was stalemate because he found that the pair of dancers had some problems.

The woman is fine, dressed up dignified and decently, not only beautifully, but also looks very beautiful, which is very consistent with their dance theme tonight.

The key to the problem lies in men.

Although the man in front of me was not sloppy, he could tell at a glance that he was a street stall product, and there was no one that cost more than 200 yuan from head to toe.

Especially the pair of shoes on your feet, no matter how you look at it, they are sold by cheap supermarkets.

How did such a poor ghost get an invitation letter?

Shui Yuntian’s invitation letter has always only given to those big people who are either rich or noble, and the people who come today also confirm this.

Look at other men, who don’t wear famous brands?

I won’t mention those expensive ones. Even the most 'simple' ones cost tens of thousands of yuan per piece of clothing. How could it be possible to only wear one or two hundred clothes?

It seems too shabby.

The receptionist had a little doubt about Jiang Ce and became more cautious when checking.

He opened the invitation letter.

After inspection, this invitation letter is indeed true, so there is no doubt about it.

The name on the invitation letter is: Jiang Ce.

The receptionist has learned that Jiang Ce is a super rich man who used 200 million to buy Bian Que's magic needle and 1 billion to buy fresh liver at the auction yesterday.

How could such a rich man wear only 200 yuan clothes from head to toe?

It's a fake at first glance.

Nancheng is full of dangers. Maybe Jiang Ce was killed just after leaving the auction, such as the rich hunter.

Jiang Ce in front of him is definitely in disguise!

It’s just that it’s not disguised as if it’s a little bit. Wearing such cheap clothes, haha, aren’t you waiting to be exposed?

In fact, the receptionist's speculation is reasonable, and Jiang Ce has indeed been targeted by the rich hunters, but the receptionist does not understand Jiang Ce's habits, does not know that Jiang Ce is used to being low-key and does not like to show off.

Even if you have money, your clothes are no different from those of ordinary people.

Not only him, but even the subordinates who followed Jiang Ce all year round were influenced by Jiang Ce. They were all super rich, but their dress was no different from those who sold fried dough sticks in the village.

The receptionist held the invitation letter in his hand and shook it, saying in a bad tone: "Tell me honestly, where did this invitation letter stole?"

Jiang Ce was unprepared for this.

He said in confusion: "This invitation was sent by you Shui Yuntian people, so there will be no problem. Why, is it fake?"

The receptionist snorted coldly.

"The invitation is true, but the person is fake!"

The meaning is very clear. He doesn't believe that the person in front of him is Jiang Ce himself, and he must be a fake!

Jiang Ce smiled bitterly.

Although I have seen many similar incidents on the news, it is the first time he has actually happened to him.

How should he prove that he is himself?

The receptionist said viciously: "My patience is limited. I will give you a chance in the end and honestly explain where the invitation letter came from?!"

"Stolen or stolen?"

"The original owner of the invitation letter - Jiang Ce, what did you do to him?"

"I advise you to explain it clearly and not to think about being sloppy in front of us, Shui Yuntian, because you can't afford to play tricks at all!"
Chapter completed!