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"You're guts!".

Zhao Jiangang patted Chen Xin on the shoulder heavily, there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes, and he slipped away almost a long time ago if he replaced the others, although this kid was a little stupid and hid a knife on his body, but at least his courage was commendable.

This matter ended like this, don't look at the other party even took out a gun, in fact, it's just to scare people, it's not just their gangster here, their restaurant also pays a monthly protection fee.

Chen Xin showed a wry smile, in fact, he didn't want to be reckless, it was just a subconscious action, seeing the instinctive reaction of the gun, it really looked a little reckless now.

The action was too obvious, if only it could be more secretive.

He couldn't help but look at the ring on his right hand, the sterling silver ring he bought on the stall was very cheap, and it was probably just a toy.

It seems that tomorrow you need to refine a storage ring, put the dagger in the storage ring, and when you need it, you can take it out instantly, and there will be no such obvious action.

This incident did not affect anything, the restaurant still continued to open, but in the evening, Chen Xin was obviously a little unbearable, and his body was weak for unknown reasons, and the workload was a little heavy today.

"I'll come, you go and rest first. "

Zhao Ying came very timely, patted Chen Xin's shoulder slightly, stretched out her white fingers and took the book in his hand, so that Chen Xin had time to take a while.

However, the back kitchen is Zhao Jiangang's territory, so he won't go there to touch his moldy head, so he sits behind the counter so openly, looking at Zhao Ying's busy but calm figure.

When the rest was enough, the guests of the restaurant began to gradually leave, Zhao Ying began to clean up, while Chen Xin slipped away to the back kitchen and began to brush the dishes.

It's close to nine o'clock when the brush is finished, today's work is much longer than in the past, when He Tao was there before, he still had a few hours of rest in the afternoon, but today with He Tao's work, he was tired enough, and he couldn't straighten his waist.

This body is too weak, and when he finishes brushing the plates, there are only a few lights left in the restaurant, and it looks like they are closed, most of the doors and windows are closed, Zhao Jiangang didn't know where to go to play mahjong, only Zhao Ying was left sitting behind the cash register, and her eyes looked a little tender in the dim light.

"I'm leaving. Chen Xin waved his hand slightly to say goodbye to Zhao Ying, and Zhao Ying stood up and walked to the door with him.

"It's been a hard day, be careful on the road. "

Zhao Ying instructed as usual, after all, New York at night is indeed dangerous.

When Chen Xin disappeared into the street, Zhao Ying locked the door.

He's been familiar with the route between the dormitory and the restaurant for a month, and the night lights here are either dim or damaged, but no one has come to fix them, so a little away from Chinatown is like walking in the dark.

In the past, he was robbed here, and he was held behind a hard object, and he didn't know if it was a gun, but he had to hand it over for nothing, but he didn't have much money in the first place.

Besides, because he had lost money in the dormitory before, most of his money was actually placed in Zhao Ying's place, and even if he was robbed, there was no loss.

But that feeling was really uncomfortable, Chen Xin cautiously held the handle of the knife on his waist, ready to pull it out at any time, although he hadn't tried it, he knew that even if he didn't have the mana, he could swing a blade of sword light if he gently slashed the dagger magic weapon.

This is his confidence, although it is not as good as a gun.

However, he was still targeted, and as he walked, suddenly another figure appeared in front of him, standing in the middle of the road, blocking his way, and in the dim streetlight he barely recognized the man as one of the three gangsters at noon, looking at him evilly, as if staring at his ass.

Chen Xin felt a chill in his heart, clamped his buttocks, and hurriedly turned around, but saw that there were already two people standing behind him.

Besieged!

Chen Xin immediately pulled out the dagger on his waist, his current body could not run to win, under the attack of the three people, he gradually retreated to the middle corner, and the people on the left and right sides walked slowly with a look of victory, not caring about the weapon in his hand.

Chen Xin didn't understand, what were these gangsters looking for him, could it be that he wanted to take money from him, where did he get the money from a black household.

While his eyes were looking at the people on the left and right, he was also observing the surroundings, the lights here were extremely dim, only a street lamp that was almost extinguished, and it was already past nine o'clock, and no one was passing by at all.

And this is not like the previous life, there is basically no monitoring, if something happens, no one can find out, relatively speaking, no matter what bad things are done, no one will know.

"What are you going to do?".

Chen Xin said loudly with a small number of words of his own, his voice seemed to tremble a little, but his heart was gradually hardening, and the cold light hidden in his eyes became more and more vigorous as they approached.

"Hehe, we don't mean anything, we just want you to do a small favor. "

The tattooed man at the head smiled playfully and casually raised his hands as if to indicate that he was not threatening.