Chapter 168 If something happens to me, you won't have an easy time
Jiang Zhiyue walked over and said, "Those hooligans who are here are here to collect protection fees. Your outfit is too conspicuous. They are outnumbered and they may not only steal your clothes, but also..."
She looked at Qin Si's overly handsome face and chose to remain silent.
It is also possible to sell Qin Si to the red-light district, where he will definitely become the top star.
It was obvious that she hadn't finished what she was saying. Qin Si frowned, and his already sharp facial features made him look even more intimidating.
"Anyway, it's better to keep a low profile when you're in an unfamiliar place." Jiang Zhiyue continued, "You'd better take off your suit and put it back on after you leave here."
If Qin Si could listen to advice, he would not be Qin Si anymore.
Not long after walking, the man was stopped by a few thugs. Their hair was like a color palette, dyed in various colors, and their clothes were studded with rivets. Their rustic temperament perfectly matched the environment they were in.
One of the gangsters shouted excitedly: "Wow, I'm rich! This is a rich young man!"
When Jiang Zhiyue heard this, she knew that there was trouble. She did not doubt Qin Si’s fighting ability, but a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake.
She turned and sneaked away.
Another gangster smiled obscenely, "Little sister, you look pretty. You are here with the young master to inspect the slums? How about playing with us brothers?"
The roads in front and behind were blocked. Qin Si turned around and glanced at her. She moved her lips, obviously trying to distance herself from him.
Qin Si just looked at her solemnly, who would believe that they were not in the same group.
Jiang Zhiyue looked like she wanted to escape, and the coldness in the man's eyes became even stronger.
"We live in a small shed not far ahead." Jiang Zhiyue pointed in a direction and said, "The clothes he wears are worthless."
The gangster grinned, looking at her wantonly, and laughed in a frivolous way: "I believe you live here, but he..."
Qin Si was dressed so luxuriously that the exquisite and expensive workmanship alone was enough to make people unable to take their eyes off.
"Tsk, why would that young master come to the slums? Quickly take off his clothes, we brothers are going to make a fortune tonight."
"I've touched rich people's clothes, and all the pretty boys look like this!"
Sure enough, this kind of thing happened.
The slums are a lawless area where gangs are also present. The minions who collect protection fees are just their pawns. Relying on their little power, violent crimes are rising sharply.
No rich person would dare come here without two or three bodyguards.
The poor people living here can live in peace as long as they pay protection fees honestly and don't provoke them.
In their eyes, a lone noble young master was no different from a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
Social contradictions are so acute.
If you kill a few second-generation rich kids, everyone will just applaud.
The little hooligans are so fearless that they are not afraid of retaliation from the upper class.
Anyway, they are a group of people without a future.
Qin Si was obviously not aware of the rules here, or perhaps he had heard of them but did not take them seriously at all.
He always looked down on others, as if nothing in the world could make him yield. His brows were full of coldness, and the corners of his mouth were cold, "Inferior defective product."
No one knew who he was scolding. The man didn't even bother to glance at the gangster. He was completely ignoring him.
Only by getting along with Qin Si can you realize how suffocating he is.
He was so proud and self-righteous, with a suffocating sense of superiority, as if nothing in this world could make him bow his head.
Jiang Zhiyue hoped that he would be severely beaten so that his harsh mouth would become more virtuous.
This exacerbates the conflict.
Jiang Zhiyue didn't care if the hooligans heard her or not, and quickly interrupted them, "Yes, yes, yes, he is a gigolo, he works in nightclubs, the clothes are not his own, I don't know if they are worth money, since you like them, I'll give them to you."
Jiang Zhiyue is good-looking and speaks nicely.
Anyone who sees her would want to bully her, but if they really want to do it, they would feel reluctant.
A real man needs a little girl to smooth things over.
The gangsters were gangsters and it was obvious that they wanted to take advantage of Jiang Zhiyue before, but at this moment their firepower was clearly concentrated on Qin Si. This man had a cold and arrogant temperament and outstanding appearance. He looked very much like the high-handed ruler on TV who could decide their life and death with just a few words.
But he was younger, nastier, and more intuitive than those old guys.
But Qin Si refused to restrain himself. After hearing Jiang Zhiyue's words, he also despised her, "Who allowed you to speak for me? Do they deserve my clothes?"
"It really is a slum, a gathering place for defective goods."
When the workers passing by heard what he said, they couldn't help but look at him.
Migrant workers from nearby factories exude a pungent odor of sulfur. They know that the chemical raw materials are toxic, but they cannot afford even the most protective masks.
Most of them have sunken cheekbones and weather-beaten faces, and some are still carrying steel bars and cement.
Jiang Zhiyue was worried that the situation was out of control and was about to make amends, but she saw that the workers had no extra reaction. They just glanced at Qin Si and continued to work.
Jiang Zhiyue looked up and saw the corners of the man's mouth curled up. In the bright winter sunshine, his tall nose bone was indifferent, as if covered with a layer of frost that never melts all year round.
"You too," he said, looking at her.
What kind of person is this.
I'm afraid that at this moment, Jiang Zhiyue has a clearer understanding of him.
If someone else heard this, they might feel aggrieved. Such carelessness and arrogance are like a giant laughing at a tiny ant on the ground.
He said, continuing to keep a blank expression.
"You deserve it."
Jiang Zhiyue decided to part ways with him.
She didn't care about anything else and didn't want to know the reason why she was with Qin Si. She wanted to stay away from this arrogant man, preferably never see him again in this life.
The gangsters had never heard of this. Such a beautiful girl made them feel itchy. But this stinky man put on a dead face and mocked everyone. After that, he even made the girl cry.
"Little sister, a child born in the slums is destined to be a different kind of person from these rich young men. I feel sorry for you, so come and throw yourself into my arms!" A gangster rubbed his hands excitedly.
The others looked at Qin Si with ill intentions.
Thinking in my heart.
He will soon experience the cruelest punishment here.
Qin Si's eyes were dim. He tilted his head slightly and continued to stare at the girl.
The few words that came out of his mouth seemed to float out of his nose.
"Don't you like Xiao Jingrun? You're giving up just because of this little difficulty."
"Nothing more."
"......." Jiang Zhiyue paused slightly.
The hooligans have surrounded Qin Si. Looking at Qin Si's lazy and cold look, it seems that he has no intention of fighting back at all.
"If anything happens to me, you won't have an easy life," he just said.
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