Chapter 17: The Lonely Heroes ()

Chen Zikun pulled out the bayonet and was about to chase him out, but Zhao Dahai stopped him: "Don't be impulsive, you can't save Xing'er even if you use the knife."

"Do they still have guns? If you are cowards, I will go by myself!" Chen Zikun glared and said harshly.

"Xing'er was sold to the Ma family by his father. It was priced at 200 yuan, and even the contract was sold for handprints!" Zhao Dahai's eyes were angrily about to spit out the fire, and his iron fists were squeezing.

Baoqing gritted his teeth, his eyes turned red, but he looked helpless again.

Only then did Chen Zikun realize that it was not that Brother Dahai and Baoqing were cowards, but that he really couldn't help.

It's a fairy and authentic way to be a father who sells his daughter. It's useless to sue him in the yamen. The fathers don't feel sorry for him, so the neighbors can only stare at him.

The heart-wrenching cry came from Xing'er's house. Chen Zikun felt ache when he heard it. When he entered the house, he saw that the house was smashed in a mess. Xing'er's mother sat on the ground and cried bitterly, with a shoe print on her body. Guo'er squatted in the corner and grinded a kitchen knife. The sound was shocking.

"Godmother, don't worry, I will definitely save Xing'er." Chen Zikun helped Xing'er's mother to the kang and sweared.

"Child, don't fight them. The Ma family is a domineering over the sky. We can't afford to offend Xing'er. Xing'er's life is a miserable one. It's also a destined disaster to have such a father." Xing'er's mother burst into tears.

"Brother Kun, I'll go with you!" Guo'er jumped up, and the clear five finger marks on her face were particularly clear.

"You are here to accompany your mother." Chen Zikun patted Guo'er on the shoulder, got up and went out. He happened to meet Xiao Shunzi coming home from get off work, and was eager to inquire about what had just happened.

Xing'er was sold by her father, and even Brother Dahai, the backbone of his brothers, was helpless. The neighbors sighed and talked about the overwhelming power of the Ma family.

The Ma family is an old family in the capital. Old Master Ma served in the Shanpu Camp and had some time left. Later, the court trained a new army. When he was old, he was cut off and simply became a gangster, colluded with a group of ruffians, and did everything he could to cheat and gradually accumulated a little family business. At the age of fifty, he opened a car factory. A hundred rickshaws were either Dongfuxing or double-heavy, and 70% of the old ones were new.

The old man married three wives and gave birth to six sons in his life. None of them was a good deal.

The eldest son of the Ma family followed the Boxer Rebellion to smash the church and killed the Ermao people, and later died in the chaos. The second son is now the eldest son of the family, who hangs around the overpass all day long, covering water in the morning and water in the afternoon; the third son is at Qianmen Railway Station, and the ones who steal the bags are all his subordinates; the fourth son is a loan shark, and he has a group of idle men under his command; the fifth son is more promising than three brothers and works in the capital police department. The Ma family is so powerful that he has made a contribution; the sixth son is the most powerful, and is only in his early twenties this year, and is a top student in the university, Wenquxing descends to earth.

"I heard that Mr. Ma has not been in good health recently and has always wanted to marry a concubine to celebrate." A neighbor said this.

"Yes, the Ma family is not short of money. Buying a yellow girl from 200 yuan is like playing for their family." Someone echoed.

Everyone sighed, Xing'er's life was so miserable. The 18-year-old daughter would marry a half-dried old man. Even if she was favored in the past two years, she would be able to eat delicious food and drink spicy food when the old man died, and the concubines in the previous couples and the six sons who were as good as wolves and tigers would not eat her alive.

"Chen Baipi is really not a thing." This is the final conclusion everyone came to, but no one mentioned how to save Xing'er, as if this matter had been finalized and irreversible.

Chen Zikun walked over and patted Xiao Shunzi on the shoulder, went into the house with him, took out his old sheepskin coat, dog-skin hat, and a pair of yellow tweed breeches, and asked Xiao Shunzi: "Is there any foreign fire?"

"Yes." Xiao Shunzi quickly took out a box of matches and handed them over.

Chen Zikun changed into his own clothes, put the match in his arms, tied the bayonet to his legs, and said calmly: "Call Brother Dahai and Baoqing in."

In a short while, the brothers arrived. Chen Zikun ordered Xiao Shunzi to close the door and said, "I want to save Xing'er."

"Are you crazy? The Ma family is so powerful that you can't fight." Brother Dahai said.

"I have my own opinions. You just need to say whether to help me or not." Chen Zikun was still calm and composed.

"Kunzi, what do you think you should do? I will save my life and save Xing'er." Baoqing responded first.

Xiao Shunzi also gritted his teeth and said, "Fight with them!"

Zhao Dahai frowned and said, "The Ma family is a tiger's den. We have no problem with it after going there. Actually, I have already decided to ask my master to take action. Old Master Ma will not refuse to give him his face."

Chen Zikun said: "Brother Dahai, I'm not trying to fight with them. I have a sense of responsibility. Just believe me."

Zhao Dahai has been in the world for more than ten years, and his eyesight is definitely not bad. Chen Zikun's calm look doesn't seem to be pretending. He doesn't have a diamond diamond, so he can't take on porcelain work. This brother may have seen a big scene outside the pass.

Thinking of this, Zhao Dahai no longer insisted and said, "What do you think you will do, we will cooperate with you."

Chen Zikun said: "The Ma family is in great power and has a contract for business. This lawsuit is difficult to fight, but there is no room for maneuver. Baoqing, go find your father and ask Chief Xue to come forward to ask. Xiao Shunzi, come back and take Guoer to arrest Chen Sanpi. If he doesn't listen to the hello, he will beat him to death. Brother Dahai, you still act according to the original plan. We'd better not use weapons to resolve this matter. If it really doesn't work, we will use force."

All three nodded.

Chen Zikun said again: "Let's concentrate all the lamp oil at home and find a glass bottle with a lid to put it in."

"You are..." Brother Dahai stopped talking and raised his thumb, "Kunzi, you are cruel!"

The kerosene lamps of several families were emptied, and they gathered out a full bottle of kerosene. Chen Zikun found a rag to block the bottle mouth and carried it on his body. He tried to kill the belt tightly, asked the address of the Ma family, and left the slum, and went straight away.

...

The old man of the Ma family is called Ma Shihai. He is almost seventy years old and still has a straight back and a loud voice. Today, the Ma family is happy. Not only is the old man's 68th birthday, but it is also a good life for his new concubine to live.

Ma Shihai was wearing a brand new black tulle satin jacket, and a jade hat with a very good water head on the new melon leather hat, standing at the gate in full spirit. He was originally a birthday star and didn't have to stand at the gate in person, but this time the boss of Lao Wu, Li Jingzheng of the Beijing Police Department, and Mr. Ma understood a truth from the Qing Dynasty. No matter how the world changes, it is absolutely right to curry favor with the person holding a gun in his hand.

The sky was gray, and a few snow particles came down. The hall in the yard was singing. Looking back at the Guangliang gate with red paint, I couldn't help but feel proud. This house was bought by a down-and-out royal family general. The door of the mansion with a cross-yard was so grand. If it were in the Qing Dynasty, people without grades were not allowed to live there. It would be better for the Republic of China...

The snowflakes became denser and denser. The third concubine came out with a fox fur cloak and carefully draped it on Ma Shihai's shoulder. The old man put on the fox fur and coughed a few times.

"Master, go in and wait. Police Li is so busy. Maybe when will he come?" The third concubine advised, stretching out a greased paper umbrella to cover the master's head.

"Women, what do you know!" Ma Shihai scolded.

The lamppost of the car in the distance pierced the darkness, and the dense snow particles were hidden under the light. A black Ford sedan was parked at the door of the Ma Mansion. The driver got out of the car and opened the door. A middle-aged man in a black tweed police uniform got out of the car and pulled the hem of the police uniform. Suddenly, he saw Mr. Ma standing at the door. He quickly stepped forward and exclaimed: "Old man, how dare you take this? You're killing the younger generation."

Ma Shihai smiled and said, "Where is there, I am missing, please let Lord Li accept it."

Li Jingzheng smiled and said, "The old birthday boy is joking. Come on, bring my gift."

The orderly soldier came over with a plate of lacquerware, covered with red velvet cloth. Police officer Li was pulling off the red velvet cloth, revealing the neatly stacked ocean inside, with hundreds of them.

"I am already grateful to Lord Li for his willingness to visit his humble house. Why can I bear such a generous gift?"

"You can bear it, you can bear it. Lao Wu and I are good brothers. The old man is just like my elders." Li Jingzheng smiled and helped Ma Shihai's arm and entered the door together. The gatekeeper arranged by Lao Wu to shout, "Salute!"

The arrival of Li Jingzheng made the birthday party a new **. The friends who attended today are all kinds of education, including restaurants, casinos, opium restaurants, and arts, but more of them are idle and unemployed young gangsters. The yards of five enter the yard are filled with banquets, four plates and eight bowls, chicken, duck, fish and meat, and the old man opened enough. Old Master Ma did not want anything else, just wanted to celebrate.

The yard was crowded with people, and the sound of punching sounds were heard one after another. Police officer Li was invited into the living room of the main room. The table was different from the outside. It was made by the chef of Dongxing Building. Eight oceans and one table was extremely expensive. Five brothers sat around for a week. The second, third and fourth were all wearing new satin jackets. The fifth was wearing a black police uniform and armed belt, and a box cannon hung on his waist. The sixth was the most gentle, wearing a foreign uniform, with a tweed suit and tie, and a shiny split head.

Police Li saw the big longevity word posted on the middle hall and joked: "It should be a second picture of double happiness."

Ma Shihai was not a gentleman at first. Seeing that Li Jingzheng was joking, he also smiled and said, "The second son, a prodigal son, bought a concubine to warm the old man's feet. He was almost seventy years old and took a concubine, which made Lord Li laugh at him."

Police officer Li had read several books, and had a little ink in his stomach, and said with a smile: "This is called a tree of pear blossoms that crush the crabapple. Old Master Ma's sword is not old."

The five sons of the Ma family who were sitting around the big round table all laughed. The fourth brother curled his lips and said, "The girl I bought in the second brother is not good. Dad, I glanced at a girl who was selling her skills on the overpass. That figure was absolutely nothing. I bought it back to you and try it out."

Ma Laoer retorted: "Come on, our father is not interested in the junk guys who run around the world. Keep them by yourself. What our father likes is the yellow-flowered girl who is not Kaifeng."

Ma Shihai lowered his face and pretended to be angry: "Rareless, the guest is still here."

Li Jingzheng laughed: "The two brothers are both temperamental people, I like it."

A burst of laughter, a joyful mood.

...

In a house in the back house, Xing'er was tied up and threw it on the bed, with a cloth stuffed in her mouth and a red cloth with tassels on her head. Two thick old mothers sat next to her while chatting.

"This girl is quite strong and wants to seek death."

"After falling into the master's hands, no matter how strong the girl is, she will have to obey sooner or later."

Inside the red veil, two tears flowed out from Xing'er's eyes.

...

When Chen Zikun came outside the Ma's house, it was already snowing heavily. He shook off the snow grains on his hat and fur coat, and walked into the door openly. The policeman who held the door ignored him. The five brothers of the Ma family made friends all over the world, so who could recognize him?

When he entered the gate, there was a square table in front of him with red cloth on it. Two people who looked like tents were fiddling with abacus and writing and painting. It seemed that they were the place to receive gifts. Chen Zikun bowed to them: "I am the second master's friend." Then he went in swagger.

The accountant watched him go in and cursed: "Second Master's friend is really unqualified, come and eat for free."

However, they did not stop Chen Zikun, because Mr. Ma said that today I will be looking for fun and for joy. There are those who give 100 yuan, and those who give two big ones are not too small. Even if one does not have one, kowtow will count.

Chen Zikun entered the Ma family openly, and the yard was filled with banquets, with dozens of tables. He sat at a nearby table and slapped the people around him: "Old guy, I haven't seen one day, let's go one of us." Regardless of the shocked eyes, he picked up the wine bowl and poured it into his mouth. Half of the bowl of wine was sprinkled onto his clothes.

People thought he was drunk, so they naturally didn't care about him. He pretended to be drunk and looked for a cottage, stumbled around the Ma family's house, but secretly kept the terrain in mind.

The layout of the courtyard house in Beijing is regular, with orderly high and low, and the position of the head of the family is fixed. Today, there are many guests in the house, mixed with fish and dragons, and it is easy to catch fish in the muddy waters. Chen Zikun easily reached the entrance of the fourth yard, but was stopped here.

"This is the place to entertain distinguished guests, please feel free to visit outside." A servant said politely.

"I have something to do with the second master." Chen Zikun pretended to be drunk and bullied himself in front of him. He slashed the lower man's neck with a knife, knocked him unconscious on the ground, dragged him to the dark place to hide, and went straight to the main room.

Ma Shihai, Li Jingzheng and others were drinking and talking, and suddenly the door opened wide. The wind blew in with snow. The flames of the red candles shook a few times, and a tall figure appeared at the door.
Chapter completed!