I collect waste in heaven

Chapter 327 Is there anything I dare not?

Some people, as long as you see them.

Know what they are here for.

Just like the ones in front of you, with playful eyes, frivolous tone, and jokes on their faces.

From their words, it was obvious that they were here for Jiang Jia.

Xin Zhao looked at these young men and women with his eyes.

The young man in the lead glanced at Xin Zhao, and there was more disdain in his eyes.From the look in his eyes, he didn't take Xin Zhao seriously at all.

His eyes were more on Jiang Jia who bowed his head and said nothing.

"Jiang Jia, haven't you called anyone since you left home for a few years?"

"Brother Pei Shi."

Jiang Jia exhaled deeply and raised his head with a forced smile on his face.

"That's right." Pei Shi nodded seemingly satisfied, "Is the old man coming back for his birthday?"

In an instant, Jiang Jia's face froze, and her hands on the table were clenched into fists.

"not going back."

"After all, he's still your old man. Isn't it a little unreasonable not to go back after his [-]th birthday?" Pei Shi consoled him kindly.

"Brother Pei Shi, even if Jiang Jia wanted to go back, she wouldn't be able to go back." The woman next to her laughed.

"Really? Why can't you go back?" Pei Shi seemed surprised, and then said clearly, "Oh, I remembered, she is an adult, right?"

After the words fell, Pei Shi sighed with emotion.

"pitiful."

Sitting on the seat, Jiang Jia clenched her fists tightly, her arms began to tremble slightly.

Xin Zhao narrowed his eyes, and tapped the wine glass on the table twice.

Today's bars are not as popular as they used to be, and naturally they are not as noisy as they used to be.The sound of the wine glass hitting the table clearly fell to Pei Shi's ears.

"You really like to make fun of yourself."

Pei Shi turned his head back with a sneer, twisted his neck and looked at Xin Zhao for a while.

"It looks familiar to you, which family?"

Pei Shi was born in a prominent family, and most of the people who impressed him were the heirs of those aristocratic families. Of course, the lack of deep impressions meant that they were not from big families, and they might be the insignificant supporting roles at some banquet.

Xin Zhao didn't speak, and Pei Shi raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Still very tempered."

"Unfortunately, I don't particularly like tempered people."

"We are the same in this regard." Xin Zhao raised his eyebrows, shaking the wine glass in his hand, "I really don't like others to be smug in front of me, or to my friends, if you don't believe me, you can ask the person next to you if it's Jiang Xing."

Xin Zhao was really surprised to meet him here.

Since he dealt with Zhou Ye last time and gave Jiang Xing a warning, he has never appeared again. Zhao Xin thought he had left Jiangnan.

I didn’t expect he was still here!
"Zhao, Mr. Zhao."

When he saw that it was Xin Zhao, Jiang Xing actually bowed his head on purpose, but he was still seen unexpectedly.

He can still remember how Xin Zhao dealt with Zhou Ye at that time.

"Know?" Pei Shi took a glance but didn't ask further, facing Xin Zhao, "Do you know who I am?"

"I don't know." Xin Zhao took a sip of his wine, "But this sentence sounds familiar, do you know what happened to the people who said such things to me?"

"What's wrong?" Pei Shi asked with a smile on his face.

"I didn't even dare to show my face." Xin Zhao whispered, "Is it Jiang Xing?"

Jiang Xing buried his head deeper and deeper, and Pei Shi was not affected by it at all.

"It's just that those who were beaten didn't dare to show their faces. I thought they were all dead. Young people, the methods are still not tough enough."

While speaking, Pei Shi's hand landed on Xin Zhao's shoulder and patted hard.

"Murder is against the law, and sometimes keeping the other person alive is more torture, isn't it?" Xin Zhao looked at Pei Shi and said softly.

"Boy, you are very interesting."

Pei Shi twisted his neck, and the arm that patted Xin Zhao's shoulder was getting harder.

"I approve of you."

"Jiang Jia, the man you are looking for is not bad."

After the words fell, Pei Shi raised his hand and was about to pat Xin Zhao's head.

Zhao Xin smiled and held Pei Shi's hand that was about to fall, and gently pressed it on the table. The wine glass in his right hand smashed down towards his hand.

Glasses shattered.

A lot of broken glass shards were embedded in Pei Shi's hands.

"what……"

The severe pain made Pei Shi's breezy face suddenly turn grim.

Jiang Jia who was sitting opposite was stunned, and the people who followed Pei Shilai also watched this scene in horror.

"No one in this world can touch my head except my sister."

"This is a little warning to you. Don't do such stupid things next time you see me."

Grinning towards Pei Shi with a smile, Zhao Xin took out a new wine glass, took another sip of wine, and slowly released his hand.

Pei Shi clasped his wrist with his left hand and stepped back a few steps, apparently sitting on the ground.

Glass shards still stabbed the back of his right hand.

The excruciating pain made him sweat profusely.

He grabbed his hand hard, the pain ranged from severe to numb.

"You dare to hurt me!"

Pei Shi, who was holding his wrist, shouted hoarsely.

"What you are saying, as long as it does not endanger the country." Zhao Xin narrowed his eyes and smiled, "There is nothing in Luo City in Jiangnan that I dare not do."

"You're courting death!" Pei Shi angrily scolded.

Tian Jie, who had already noticed the situation here, gathered around him with the bartenders.

There are more than twenty people.

Standing behind Xin Zhao, staring at Pei Shi and the others with sharp eyes.

They were originally a bunch of second-generation ancestors, and their ability was limited to finding people to make fun of others. Right now, there are only three or five of them, and they are all praised for their hard work.

Seeing the bartender behind Xin Zhao, he was too scared to make a sound.

"You're also quite interesting." Xin Zhao squinted at Pei Shi, "You still want to save face when your hands are like this, don't worry too much, I'm a landlord in Los Angeles, how much time do you want to find me? You now Shouldn't you take care of your hand? If you go to the hospital now, you might be able to save it."

Pei Shi's right hand became more and more numb, and his palm became cold.

If it is delayed, his right hand may really be useless.

With a fierce light in his eyes, Pei Shi gritted his teeth and looked at Xin Zhao.

"Don't you dare tell me who you are!"

"Go back and ask Jiang Xing, he knows me well and can explain it to you." Xin Zhao lazily stretched his waist, and stopped watching him raise his glass to Jiang Jia, "Touch one?"

Jiang Jia was really frightened by the scene just now.

Seeing that Xin Zhao was still toasting her, she pursed her lips and slowly lifted the glass up.

Pei Shi stared at Xin Zhao's profile.

"You wait for me."

The group left in a hurry, Xin Zhao sighed while shaking the wine in his glass.

"These second-generation ancestors are really, just a few sentences over and over again, don't they have a lack of vocabulary?"

"Jiang Jia, do you think so?"

They raised their hands to Tian Jie behind them.

The bartenders withdrew from the booth, and Xin Zhao looked at Jiang Jia with a smile.

"Xin Zhao, you shouldn't have done that just now." Jiang Jia pursed his lips, and Xin Zhao grinned, "Ignore them, let's continue talking about us."

"You... what are you going to tell me?"

Jiang Jia's heart trembled suddenly, and she seemed to be more nervous than when she faced Pei Shi and the others just now.

She lowered her head and pinched the corner of her clothes with her small hands under the table.

Bei Chi bit her lip, and could feel the violent ups and downs in her heart from a long distance away.

Xin Zhao also tilted his head, and put the bar on the table with his left hand.

"You, do you like me?"

(End of this chapter)