Chapter 10 Big Wine Garment ()

The black man indeed came to him. Seeing the dozens of people behind him, they were all dressed in short-term appearances. There were several wrist guards with copper nails on their wrists, and the front of the cotton jacket was open, revealing a huge copper-headed strap, and they were full of domineering spirit.

Chen Zikun looked at the other party and then the people on his side. Although Baoqing was strong but timid, Xiao Shunzi was smart but thin. Zhao Jiayong was a chance meeting and pulled him into this right and wrong. The only ones he could beat was Dahai and himself. He could not compete with two fists. Even if he had the ability to do it, he could not resist the rush of more than a dozen people.

People outside the pass are wild-hearted and can kill people with trivial matters. Chen Zikun has seen many things that hurt the guy in order to fight for a while. Since this matter is clearly not enough to be put aside today, Chen Zikun started to get angry and became brave. Before both sides could talk, he pulled out the bayonet in his arms and grabbed the black man, and put the sharp bayonet on his neck.

"Mom, I'll wipe him first if anyone dares to touch me!" Chen Zikun gritted his teeth and showed his fierceness.

His trick not only scared the black man and his group of people, but also Zhao Dahai. How did he say this? He took the last step before the opening remarks. We, the man in Beijing, are not like this. Even if we bring people, we may not start fighting on the spot. We must first report the size and then count. Usually, we know each other in the Huntianqiao area, and it is easy to find those who are familiar with each other. We can go to a teahouse to eat a bowl of rotten noodles and talk about peace. Even if a crisis is resolved, we may still make friends if we encounter a straight person. Even if we meet someone who is ignorant and insist on taking action, we will not attack the guys when we come up, and the other party will not rely on the number of people to bully few people. We have to fight one-on-one to show the heroic spirit of the man in Beijing.

Seeing someone fighting, the idle men walking on the overpass quickly surrounded him, one by one, one by one, and they were even more excited than watching the big girl's bathing movie. While watching, they cheered and cheered. The scene was chaotic, and no one could watch the father and daughter's acting. The father and the father cleaned up the guys, picked up the copper coins on the ground, and left sadly. Before leaving, the girl glanced at Chen Zikun, who was showing off in the crowd.

Chen Zikun is a little difficult to get on the tiger now. The courage of the black man is far beyond his imagination. Under the threat of the blade, he stood proudly and said loudly: "Today, the old and young men will give you a testimony. If you have eggs, just stab it with one knife. If I, Mr. Ma, are not considered a hero if you blink. If you don't dare to stab it, you are raised by a girl!"

"Okay!" The idle men burst into cheers, and even some people applauded. The black man was proud and like a hero.

Chen Zikun felt a stream of blood pouring on his head. How could the man who came out of the rain of bullets in the swords and swords, guns, and bullets could bear this. He retreated back and stabbed the black man's chest. Who could react in the flash? The black man never expected that the other party would really dare to stab him. He was stunned and motionless on the spot.

At the critical moment, Zhao Dahai, who had been paying close attention to the trend of the situation, took action. He quickly looked and stretched out his hand and slapped Chen Zikun's arm. Chen Zikun felt a powerful force coming, and the blade turned sideways and stabbed it along the black man's side waist. There was no damping feeling of a sharp blade inserted into the flesh, but it just penetrated the cotton jacket.

Even so, the black man was so scared that his souls were out of his body. This sword really hit his chest, which would definitely cost his life. Who would have thought that this kid would be so stupid?

He was so arrogant that he was afraid of being stunned. Master Ma was used to being domineering. Chen Zikun was a typical example of a naughty man. He put on tofu in brine and gave him one thing. Master Ma was really in trouble this time. He staggered to the ground, his teeth were trembling.

The idle men shouted again, but this time they applauded Chen Zikun. The men in Tianqiao admired the good men who dared to act the most. Chen Zikun dared to stab him with this knife, just in their wishes. As for whether Mr. Ma died or not, they ignored it.

Ma Erye was angry and pointed at Chen Zikun and cursed: "Grandson, you really dare to stab me! Brothers, beat me!"

A dozen men rushed forward, and a melee kicked off. The spectators not only did not disperse, but gathered more and more. From time to time, one or two cheers burst out. The father and daughter who had already walked away with swords, guns, gongs and drums turned around and looked around. The girl spat: "It's all gangsters, it's better to be killed!"

The overpass hasn't been so lively for a long time. The idle men were excited as if they were during the New Year. They were surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, and more than a dozen people were fighting inside. Although the people brought by Ma Erye were dressed in a scary manner, they had wrist guards and slings, and they really had to fight each other.

The ones who played wonderfully were Zhao Dahai and Chen Zikun. Dahai used Shaolin fist, which was strong and powerful, and fought fast attacks with force. Chen Zikun made a fist without routine. His head, fist, elbow, knee, and legs were all weapons. Although the moves were simple and ancient, they were simply direct and extremely fierce. When one punch, either the nose was blooming or the teeth were splashing. The idle men were full of joy and cheered loudly.

Baoqing, Xiaoshunzi, and Zhao Jiayong were not idle either. Although the three of them were not that good at fighting, they were used to fighting in groups in the alley since childhood. Their combat effectiveness was the same as that of these gangsters, and they didn't suffer much in the fight.

In a short while, Ma Erye's subordinates lay all over the floor and moaned. Chen Zikun knocked off one of the front teeth, and even his words leaked.

"Sunny, wait." Mr. Ma left a word and limped away with his help from his subordinates. The spectators booed.

Chen Zikun and the others defeated the group with fewer ones, and they were proudly bowing each other, looking like a hero.

"Young and young men, I'm so ugly."

A sirens came from a distance, and Zhao Dahai's face sank: "No, the patrol officer is here, run away!"

The spectators made a way out, and the five brothers ran away, ran a mile away, and then stopped and laughed, looking at each other, their clothes were torn and their faces were covered with blood, but their spirits were particularly high.

"Go and have a drink, I'll invite you!"

The five people cheered up and rushed to the big wine jar opened by Shanxi people not far away. On the way, they encountered a cart selling donkey meat with sauce. Zhao Dahai paid for a large piece and cut the meat into thin slices and wrapped it in old newspapers. He entered the big wine jar. There was a row of three-foot square wine jars buried at the base of the wall. Half of the wine jar was buried in the soil and half outside, covered with a red painted wooden lid. The five people took a short stool and sat down. The ones who ran over came to greet him: "Masters, what are you using?"

"Three pounds of dried white, fried peanuts, salted duck eggs, fried tofu, and then go to the cut-out shop opposite to get me two and a half pounds of stewed cakes. Come on these first, and I'll call you if it's not enough."

Because we had a fight between the enemy just now, everyone admired Chen Zikun more and became familiar with the newly joined Zhao Jiayong. Zhao Dahai said: "When we can get to know each other officially today, who will introduce yourself first?"

Baoqing said first: "My name is Xue Baoqing. I was born in the 28th year of Guangxu. I am 17 years old this year. I live in Liushu Hutong outside Xuanwumen. My father is Xue Pingshun from Qianmen Police Station. I am the only one in the family."

Zhao Jiayong said: "My name is Zhao Jiayong. I am sixteen years old. I live in the cannon of the Yonghegong Cannon Bureau. Now the Ministry of Transportation Protection Army is an orderly soldier." Although he had already introduced it once when he first met, he still said it again.

"My name is Chen Zikun. I'm from outside the gate. There are no people at home." Chen Zikun said dryly, his eyes a little dim because he didn't even know his specific age.

Xiao Shunzi blinked and finally said, "My name is Li Yaoting, I am seventeen years old, and I live in Liushu Hutong."

Zhao Dahai picked up the wine bowl: "I am seven or eight years older than you, and I am your elder brother. I am happy today. We will have good benefits from our brothers in the future. I won't say much about anything else, drink!"

It was so happy to drink and eat, but Chen Zikun looked sad. Zhao Dahai explained to him: "Brother, don't take it seriously. I have seen many people like Ma Er, and I will beat you if I beat you. It's okay."

Chen Zikun said goodbye and said that he beat him, but I wasn't afraid even if he killed him, but he was thinking about another thing.

"Brother Dahai, do you think the father and daughter who are performing arts can't survive?" He thought about it and asked.

Zhao Dahai laughed in silence: "I thought you were thinking about what you were thinking. It turned out that you were thinking about them. Brother, you are really interesting. When you fight, you are cruel and ruthless, but you have a compassionate heart. Don't worry, those who run around the world don't care about this. At worst, you can continue to perform in another place. Beijing is not the only place in the Bibridge."

After saying this, Chen Zikun felt relieved.

The big wine jar is a place to drink and chat. It doesn’t matter how long it takes. The five brothers ate and drank. In a short while, three pounds of dry meat were found to the bottom. The vegetables were almost done. Two and a half pounds of stewed cakes were brought in, and the soup was eaten together. Zhao Dahai ordered another three pounds of dry meat and cut a plate of cooked beef. The brothers chatted carefully.

"Baoqing, Xiao Shun'er, you two are very old, you have to find a regular businessman to work on it." Zhao Dahai was a little drunk and thoughtful.

"Brother Dahai, my father has planned it for me. I will send a monthly fee for rich families. I can still spend a few dollars a month, and I can buy a new car in the year." Baoqing said with a little pride.

Li Yaoting was not to be outdone: "Brother Dahai, I will go to the Six Kingdoms Hotel to be a waiter in the spring, wear a suit and tie. Sometimes the tip is only a few dollars a day."

Zhao Dahai nodded and said, "Not bad."

Chen Zikun was a little confused. Everyone had a way out, but he didn't know where the way was.

"Zikun, you are good at it. Although you can't see the routine in a fight, your speed and strength are good. The key is that you are ruthless. I think it would be a pity for you to eat food in your kung fu. Otherwise, when the Third Army Division of Baoding recruits troops, you can try it. Maybe you will carry the golden shoulder stamp in a few years."

Zhao Jiayong agreed with this proposal: "That's right, it's perfect for Brother Chen to be a soldier. He does everything else."

The sky was dark when the wine was drunk. Zhao Jiayong held the wall and vomited wildly. Chen Zikun's stomach was also overwhelmed. He insisted that he didn't want to embarrass him. Brother Dahai patted his back and said, "It's better to spit it out." He then squirted out.

Baoqing was the most able to hold on. He didn't vomit at all and was unconscious on the cylinder head. Zhao Dahai went out and called a rickshaw car and gave the coachman a cent. The brothers and sisters carried Zhao Jiayong onto the car and ordered the coachman to pull it to the cannon bureau alley, then waved to leave.

Baoqing snored like thunder, and he couldn't wake up no matter how hard he shook. He had no choice but to let Chen Zikun carry him back.

On the way back to the sabbatical, Zhao Dahai saw the grain shop on the door panel, and then he remembered that he had not bought chewed grain for his family. He quickly bought two kilograms of white noodles and five kilograms of stick noodles. He bought another cabbage and held it with him. He sang opera all the way home. After he got home, he would have to be scolded by his wife.

As soon as he entered the slum, he heard the man's scolding and the woman's sob coming from Xing'er's house. Zhao Dahai frowned: "His uncle is drunk again."

Suddenly, a crisp sound was the sound of the pottery basin breaking, and the woman's sob turned into a terrified cry. Chen Zikun was angry and said, "Damn it!" He put Baoqing on the ground, quickly stepped forward and kicked open Xing'er's door.
Chapter completed!