Jiang Chen held the Sky Thunder Talisman and walked slowly like a thunder god.

Seeing Jiang Chen approaching, the killer subconsciously stepped back and murmured: "Don't, don't come here!"

"die!"

Jiang Chen didn't want to talk nonsense to the other party at all. He raised his hand again, and a bolt of lightning extended from his hand and fell on the killer again.

Accompanied by a "crackling" sound, the killer could no longer hold on this time. He was struck by lightning and twitched, foaming at the mouth, and was about to die.

There is no need for Jiang Chen to be polite to those who want to kill him.

Although he is not a bad guy, he is not a saint either.

He put away the Sky Thunder Talisman, and then fired another fireball, burning the killer into a ball of flying ashes. Only then did Jiang Chen turn around and leave the alley.

…

Fireworks continue to bloom over the city.

From time to time, the laughter of some children could be heard in my ears.

Jiang Chen's originally gloomy mood couldn't help but get better, and a smile appeared on his face involuntarily.

"Mom, have you had New Year's Eve dinner?"

"I'm fine, don't worry. Well, the company organized a dinner party today. Hey, you didn't know, that guy had a big table of dishes, including crayfish, abalone, and even bird's nest..."

"Well, you and dad must take care of yourselves. After this period of work is over, I will go back to see you. That's it. Our boss is here. Happy New Year, Mom!"

On the side is a takeaway boy.

He was on the phone, nibbling a cold steamed bun in his hand.

He was on the phone and wiping tears.

Feast?

What kind of meal is there?

How many people like him are out there delivering food on the streets during New Year's Eve?

But what can he do to survive?

"Brother, do you want to take a taxi? Where are you going?" A black private car stopped in front of Jiang Chen, the window rolled down, revealing a middle-aged face.

"How much does it cost to go to Tianyu Hotel?" Jiang Chen asked.

At this time, the takeaway boy had already left.

At this moment of family reunion, he was wandering through the streets and alleys of the city, just for the so-called few taels of silver.

"Tianyu Hotel is not far from here. I'll charge you eighteen yuan! It's a lucky break for the Chinese New Year!"

The driver uncle said.

Hearing this, Jiang Chen nodded slightly.

From here to Tianyu Hotel, it costs 18 yuan, which is indeed not expensive.

After getting in the car, the uncle driver asked: "That young man, are you going to the hotel for New Year's Eve dinner?"

Jiang Chen shook his head: "No, I'm going to meet a friend."

"Young man, are you not from Tianyang?"

"no……"

"No wonder, by the way, why didn't you go home to celebrate the New Year?"

The driver seemed to be a chatterbox and kept asking questions.

Later, we talked about ourselves again.

He has been working in Tianyang City for several years. His hometown is Sichuan and Chongqing, and his wife and children are all in his hometown.

This year, because I lost money in business, I had to go out and run a black car to earn some money to support my family.

"Hey, the children have to pay school fees again after the Chinese New Year. Otherwise, who wouldn't want to spend time with their family during the Chinese New Year!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Jiang Chen was silent.

This society is pushing people forward crazily.

If you are not careful, you may be eliminated from society.

It is no longer the era when people were happy just by being well fed and clothed.

Home loan, car loan...

These things often make people breathless.

Not long after, Tianyu Hotel arrived. After paying, Jiang Chen got off the car.

"Happy New Year!"

Before leaving, the driver's uncle sent a blessing.

"Same for you!"

…

The Tianyu Hotel is also very lively tonight.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Many wealthy families like to book New Year’s Eve dinner in hotels.

Jiang Chen walked into the lobby and saw few of the waiters he usually saw.

What made Yun Chen a little speechless was that he actually saw a few acquaintances here.

Meng Chengshan, the old man of the Meng family, and his three sons.

Likewise, there are Meng Siqi, Meng Sining, Meng Yingying and others.

"Jiang..." As soon as Meng Sining saw Jiang Chen, she subconsciously wanted to say hello.

Jiang Chen nodded slightly towards her.

It can be said that in the entire Meng family, the only person Jiang Chen has a good impression of is Meng Sining.

As for Meng Hui’s family…

It doesn't seem to be here, and I don't know if he has really left Tianyang City.

"Let's go up!" Meng Chengshan interrupted Meng Sining directly.

Today, the Meng family has nothing to do with Jiang Chen, and there is no need to curry favor with Jiang Chen anymore.

"Oh!" Meng Sining had no choice but to show an apologetic look and followed Meng Chengshan and others upstairs.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Jiang? Why, if you don't celebrate the New Year well at home, you come to the hotel to see your little lover?"

A somewhat sinister voice suddenly sounded behind Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen turned around and saw Xiao Youya walking slowly towards him.

Next to Xiao Youya, there was a middle-aged couple.

This middle-aged couple is obviously Xiao Youya's parents.

"Miss Xiao, do you have a strong opinion of me?" Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows and immediately warned: "I advise you, it's best not to provoke me. I've never had a good temper."

"You..." Hearing this, Xiao Youya suddenly became furious.

She was about to say something more, but was interrupted by her father: "Okay, then Chen Mo is not a good person at all. He deserves to die. Go upstairs quickly, don't keep your grandpa and the others waiting for too long."

"snort!"

Even though she was very unhappy, Xiao Youya could only snort coldly and stop talking to Jiang Chen.

After seeing these guys leaving, Jiang Chen walked to the front desk and asked, "Where is your Manager Mo?"

Today, Mo Xuening is the manager of this hotel.

He is no longer the lobby manager he was before.

"Manager Mo..." The receptionist obviously knew Jiang Chen. When Jiang Chen asked about Mo Xuening, she suddenly hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Chen asked again, his voice couldn't help but become a little louder.

"No, it's okay, she's in box number eight!" The front desk said quickly: "Eighth floor, box number eight, Mr. Jiang, you just need to go directly upstairs to box number eight and you can see her."

"Thank you!" Jiang Chen then showed a smile, turned around and left.

Seeing Jiang Chen leave, the front desk suddenly became a little panicked.

She knew very well what Jiang Chen did at the Tianyu Hotel, and she also knew that Jiang Chen's identity was not simple.

It's just that no matter how simple it is, it can't be compared with those people in Box 8!

If something really happened, she couldn't bear the responsibility!

It's a pity that she is just an ordinary receptionist and doesn't even have the boss's phone number, otherwise she would have to call her boss to inform her.

…

On the eighth floor, in box number eight.
Chapter completed!