Chapter 621 – Dare to mess with Mr. Pascall, are you tired of living?
Reborn Before The Divorce
Originally these people wanted to fill Jesseâs drink, now there is such a good excuse, of course, more have to fill.
They had to be poured hard.
âJesse, let me help you drink.â Sienna did not want to see Jesse drunk and out of shape, she would rather get drunk herself.
âNo.â
Jesse snatched back his own glass and drank a glass of wine.
âGood for you! How can we men drink instead of women? Thatâs no good. If you let a woman drink for you, youâre a pussy and a loser!â
After these words were said Sienna was not good enough to help Jesse drink, but just looked at them angrily, âLetâs see whoâs drinking who down.â
Her drinking capacity is also good, and she feels that she will not necessarily lose if she and Jesse join forces.
âEh, that, Jesseâs assistant, come here for a second.â
Someone called out to Vergil.
âWhatâs the matter?â Vergil walked over, his face calm and his attitude unassuming.
âGo out and buy a pack of cigarettes for me, this one.â
Vergil took one look and knew that this cigarette was not a good buy, and he hadnât even seen much of this cigarette normally.
âSorry, Iâm not familiar with this side, I donât know where to sell this cigarette, it will delay your time.â
However, his man took out his phone and clicked on the map and pointed it to Vergil, âThis store has it, you go and run.â
âMy husband is not well, I have to stay here with him, let your own man make this trip.â Vergil knew this was a deliberate move to move him away, there was no way he was leaving without Jesse at this point.
The man slapped heavily on the table, startling the crowd.
âLet you go to buy a pack of cigarettes so many things, only Jesse can make you, others can not make you, right?â
Vergil is not afraid, coldly said, âI only listen to Mr. Pascall.â
Jesse laughed lightly, âSorry Mr. Woodbury, this assistant of mine is a little axial in the head, I always talk about him, but it does not work.â
âWhatâs the point of keeping such a person? He should be fired!â Mr. Woodbury was furious.
âI use it myself quite well, but it is not necessary to fire, and make Mr. Woodbury unhappy, I toast Mr. Woodbury.â
After saying that he picked up the glass and drank it, sharp as a tack.
âI canât, Iâve had too much to drink.â He walked on wobbly feet, âYou guys take your time, I have to go back or Iâll have to sleep on the street tonight.â
âHow will you sleep on the street, you will definitely be sent back, you still know how to go back now, you must not be drunk yet, keep drinking, keep drinking.â
Jesse was poured again.
He went to the bathroom and Vergil followed him there.
âMr. Pascall, are you okay?â He was worried.
âYeah.â Jesse went to the toilet to induce vomiting and threw up most of the alcohol he drank, and after taking a breather, he took the medicine Nydia had prepared for him out of his pocket and took it.
After washing his face, he was a little more comfortable.
âMr. Pascall, I guess itâs bad enough tonight.â
âItâs okay, they asked for it.â Jesseâs eyes were filled with disdain and hostility.
âMr. Pascall, they canât stop us if we force ourselves to leave.â He was mainly worried about Jesse having an attack, âMrs. Pascall told me to make sure to take care of you.â
âYou secretly contacted my wife behind my back, Iâll settle the score with you when we get back!â
Vergil: â?â Very innocent, okay?!
They had just come out of the bathroom when they saw someone waiting there.
âMr. Pascall this is to throw up? Itâs good to throw up, itâs good to throw up so you can drink again, youâre definitely not going to get drunk today.â
Jesse and Vergil reentered the box.
âSpeaking of which, thereâs something Iâve always been curious about, Mr. Pascall, you were in a car accident earlier and couldnât stand up on your legs, how come youâre suddenly standing up again? Everyone has been curious about you being cured?â
âWell.â
âYou were cured of such a serious injury, you were crippled for seven or eight years, right? How did you get cured? Which hospital? Tell me about it.â
Jesse hooked his lips, his face was much milder, âMy wife cured it.â
Everyone first froze, and then burst out laughing, one after another, for a while could not stop, the whole box was filled with bad laughter.
âYour wife? Mr. Pascall, as much as you love your wife, you canât put everything on her head, right?â
âThatâs right! Your joke is too big, your leg is really cured? Not fitted with a prosthetic leg?â
Because they never saw Jesse wearing shorts, he always had long pants with long socks, not a bit of flesh showing.
But his walking posture and very normal, like a normal person, which makes everyone more curious, prosthetic limbs can not do so natural, right?
âYou bunch of ⦠old men actually want to see my legs so much?â Jesse looked at them with a smirk.
âItâs not impossible.â
He raised his leg and stepped on a side chair, âIâll show it to whoever gets under my crotch.â
The box instantly lost the laughter, the smiles on their faces were closed, each face darkened some.
âWhat are you and how dare you let us drill?â The previous thug was drunk, heard this immediately choked back, âCome on, letâs strip his pants down, I donât believe I canât see his legs.â
He had already staggered forward, and also called his own people on, as if he would not rest until Jesseâs pants were stripped.
âGo on, donât be afraid, Iâll take care of anything that happens!â Probably drunk on the head, or has long wanted to do so.
However, just as he approached, Jesse lifted his foot and kicked him directly in the heart, this kick was not small, directly kicked him off and hit the table, and then fell to the ground.
âJesse, what are you doing!â Mr. Woodbury shouted angrily.
âItâs what you guys want, right? With so many men leering at me, I was scared and had to protect myself.â
The crowd froze, the flavor of the words changed when they were said like that.
Jesse young body, good-looking, just now they wanted to pick his pants, this â¦
But they just wanted to see his injured leg, nothing more!
He casually picked up a bottle and walked to the thug he kicked off, the thug couldnât get up from the pain, just about to get up when Jesse stepped on the bottom of his foot, at the same time the bottle in his hand smashed heavily on the table, the bottle shattered.
âWhat do you want to do today just say it, I donât have that much time to spend with you.â
âCome if you are not afraid of death, if I have anything, I will definitely pull you guys, I donât know if you are more lossy or I am more lossy.â
He cocked the corner of his mouth halfway up, his smile contemptuous and rampant, and the half of the bottle in his hand flashed with a sharp, cold light.
âWanna try?â He pointed the bottle at the people present and moved slowly.
The people present are all dignified people, it is impossible to fight in a group in the box, when the big trouble was put on the Internet one has no face.
Mr. Woodbury immediately said with a cold face, âKen just kidding, you are too excited, we all drink too much, drink too much inevitably some out of control, all right, time is also late, break it up, all go back to wash and sleep.â
The thug tried to get up but found he couldnât, Jesse was still stepping on him.
âJesse, believe me, Iâll kill you?â The thug was still screaming.
Jesseâs foot moved and stepped on his heart instead of his face.
âIs that so? Then try it!â