Just after all this was done, the light energy projectile that had been chasing all the way finally crashed into its beloved hovercar, and exploded with a bang, sending countless fragments flying all over the sky.

The explosion came so fast that although everyone present had tried their best to dodge, many people were still injured.

The worst is Song Yaping.

The other party was running towards her, and even the mecha warrior who took her away was injured a lot.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Zolte was shocked, and after the smoke passed, he found Song Yaping, who was covered in blood in a corner.

"Ma'am! Madame, how are you?"

The mecha warrior who rescued her on the side also covered his chest, and finally said a sentence, "Madame is too seriously injured and has passed out."

Jiang Zhaoming also noticed Song Yaping's injury, and immediately became furious, "Who is it! Who has the audacity to dare to go against my Jiang family!?"

The air traffic police who rushed over saw such a messy scene, and their hearts suddenly cooled.

It's completely finished.

Careers will end here.

The guests also looked angry, and they also asked Jiang Zhaoming if he had other intentions.

Then at this time, it was a young girl who came in the smoke of gunpowder.

Dressed in a light blue dress, with her hair draped, her face was cold.

There was a cold mockery at the end of his eyes, his lips pursed in a vague way, and his voice was cold.

"Would you like this gift? My dear father."

The guests who were clamoring for an explanation immediately held their breath, and Jiang Zhaoming also showed a look of surprise when he saw that very familiar face.

However, after hearing what the other party said, his brain was suddenly filled with anger, and he roared angrily, "Presumptuous! You're so daring!"

At the same time, the surrounding guests were also discussing:

"Who is that girl, why is she so good-looking, so beautiful."

"It seems to be the daughter of the first generation of the Jiang family's wife, I heard that she was exiled to the garbage star, and I don't know how she appeared here."

"It's her, it's a good show to watch now."

Facing Jiang Zhaoming's angry face, Jiang Zhi had a calm and breezy look, "I'm not bold, haven't you already tried."

Jiang Zhaoming strode over, and his hand was about to fall on Jiang Zhi's face.

But his hand was grabbed tightly and fell into the air, unable to move.

Jiang Zhi tilted his head and sneered, "You want to teach me a lesson? You're not qualified."

Jiang Zhaoming was shocked.

He is a potential A-class, a veritable B-level mecha combat master.

Why can the other person grab his wrist?

Isn't she a potential D-class?

Jiang Zhaoming was a little embarrassed, and his face was calm, "That's how you treated your father? You're such a good daughter."

Jiang Zhi let go of his wrist, and took out a thin white handkerchief from nowhere to gently wipe his fingertips, as if he was a little disgusted, "Thank you for the compliment, I received my heart."

Jiang Zhaoming's face suddenly turned black, and he couldn't be darker.

He almost suppressed the anger in his heart, "You've made a mess of this place now, don't blame me for not thinking about my parents, and killing my relatives in righteousness."

Jiang Zhi's face was as cold as ice, and then he smiled indifferently, "It's not me who made your birthday banquet like this, why don't you ask your good lady?"

Jiang Zhaoming frowned, "What do you mean?"