Chapter 60: Not easy

Seeing Xu Zhimo leaving quickly, Chen Zikun shouted: "Brother Xu, your thing has fallen."

Xu Zhimo turned around and looked at the ground. There was nothing. He pushed his glasses and looked at Chen Zikun suspiciously.

"Your clouds fell." Chen Zikun smiled a little treacherously.

Wang Mengyu and Zeng Yuer couldn't help laughing, Lin Huiyin didn't feel smiley, Xu Zhimo's face turned pale and turned, and he left without looking back.

"Chen Zikun, your joke is a bit vicious." Zeng Yu'er said.

"Is that right?" Chen Zikun raised his eyebrows, and there was infinite sunshine.

"Hehe, it's quite vicious, but I like it." Zeng Yuer laughed, smiling, and Wang Mengyu also laughed. Lin Huiyin pursed her lips and shook her head, looking helpless.

The four of them walked slowly along the alley, and Wang Mengyu suddenly said, "By the way, you haven't told us yet, what questions did Russell ask you?"

Chen Zikun said: "You really want to hear it?"

"Think, think, say it quickly." Zeng Yuer was excited. Russell was a world-class celebrity and a great philosopher. He would actually ask Chen Zikun for advice. This was really incredible.

Although Lin Huiyin didn't say anything, he quietly raised his ears.

Chen Zikun coughed dryly and said, "Mr. Russell asked me two questions: First, do you adapt to the weather in London? Second, do you need to add sugar when drinking coffee?"

After a moment of silence, the three girls suddenly covered their mouths and laughed. If it weren't for the public, these ladies would have laughed out loud. The most ridiculous thing was not the joke Chen Zikun told, but the serious look when he was telling the joke, which was so funny.

To be honest, there are many young and promising people in the Crescent Society, and handsome youngsters are even more like crucian carp trees. However, handsome guys like Chen Zikun who are humorous and sunny and a little bit wilted are rare animals, so even Lin Huiyin, who never lacks suitors, couldn't help but want to get close to him.

The four of them were walking on the street, making strings of silver bells laugh from time to time. Chen Zikun's American teasing made them very happy, and they didn't realize that a car had been quietly following behind.

It was the latest imported Pontiac sedan from the United States. Its shiny body and painted white wheels looked extremely trendy. There were four young men sitting in the car, Yishui's big back head, a black suit, and staring at three graceful girls on the side of the road.

The young man who was driving suddenly honked his horn, and the sound of the whistle scared the three girls. Seeing the prank succeed, a burst of crazy laughter broke out in the car.

"Is there something wrong?" Zeng Yu'er cursed softly.

"Cousin, don't be as knowledgeable as these evil young men, let's go." Although she is the youngest, Lin Huiyin is the leader among her sisters. Especially at this moment, both of her cousins ​​subconsciously listen to her words.

The girls accelerated their pace, and Chen Zikun glanced at the faces in the car. If it were four years ago, he would have picked up the brick and smashed it, but now he did not take it seriously. After all, when he was in school in the United States, he and George and others often drove their cars to chase girls on the road.

But his eyes caused himself trouble. The car suddenly accelerated and stood in front of them. A white face stretched out: "Hi, girl, go dance with us at the Six Kingdoms Hotel."

The three girls stopped and Lin Huiyin said seriously: "Sir, please respect me."

"Hey, why don't I respect you? Today, I'll let you know what disrespect means." The little white-faced person opened the door and got out of the car, and a stingy hand reached over.

With a "bang", Lin Huiyin slapped his hand.

The little white-faced man became excited: "I'm so energetic, I like it, don't be idle either."

The other three young men with greasy heads and flour in the car also got out of the car and surrounded the three girls in the corner. Although this place is a prosperous area in Xidan, they are walking in a secluded alley. If something really happens, no one will come to save them.

The four playboys didn't take Chen Zikun seriously, and Lin Huiyin and others did not intend to count on him, because Chen Zikun's outfit today was a thin student outfit, and he looked like a poor student who couldn't afford winter clothes. He was tall and thin. Such people were often very weak in combat.

"What do you want to do? You dare to do things in broad daylight!" Lin Huiyin stopped the other party sternly, but there was no effect at all. Wang Mengyu and Zeng Yuer were so scared that their legs were even weaker. For the good girl in Peihua Girls, the evil young man who bullies men and dominates women only exists in operas and novels. When he really came to him, the tragic stories in those jokes made him even more frightened.

Their trembling looks even more exciting to the evil boys. The four boys rubbed their hands, licked their lips, smiled lewdly, and Chen Zikun was completely ignored, scratched his scalp and finally couldn't help it.

"Hey, buddy." He patted the person closest to him.

The man turned his head and saw a fist as big as a bowl of rice ball coming towards him, and his nose was bleeding.

The other three responded quickly and immediately prepared for a fight, but they were not Chen Zikun's opponent. They were punched and quickly koji. The little white face was even broken, and the bloody face was bleeding, which was terrible.

"Miss Zeng, please go to the police booth on the road ahead to call the patrolman. You can't get any cheaper for these kids." Chen Zikun said.

"Okay." Zeng Yu'er trotted and called the police to go.

"Miss Wang, Miss Lin, please help me to untie their shoelaces." Chen Zikun said again.

"What? Shoelaces?" Both girls widened their eyes and said they didn't understand.

"Yes, shoelaces." Chen Zikun said, and personally made a demonstration, pulled off the shoelaces from the white-faced shoes, cut his arms back, and tied a solid pig's trotter buckle. This rope buckle was extremely vicious, connecting the head, hands and feet together, and the prisoner could only tilt his head and feet up, like a pig's trick to be slaughtered.

Seeing this, Lin Huiyin and Wang Mengyu also untied the shoelaces of the other three and handed them over to Chen Zikun to help these evil young men tie up. These four poor people were beaten to death by an old punch before they even took advantage. Now they are tied like this, and their teeth are so annoyed.

"Boy, you can do it. If you dare to hit me, I will remember you." The young man said viciously.

"What's wrong with hitting you? I'll send you to the official law. Playboys like you should have a better memory, otherwise you would think that your father is all in the world, and he is spoiled by you!" Chen Zikun slapped his head.

Several boys were still cursing. Chen Zikun heard the calluses of his ears, so he simply took off his white-faced leather shoes, pulled down his socks and stuffed them into the mouth of the man who was shouting the most fierce.

So the whole world became quiet.

A few minutes later, the patrol officer arrived, and Chen Zikun took Xu Guodong's business card to show them. The patrol officers immediately saluted and took the four criminals away.

Chen Zikun punished the evil young man with a reckless decisive action. The scores of the three girls rose sharply again. When he sent them to the doorstep, he was reluctant to leave.

"Goodbye, three beautiful ladies." Chen Zikun politely took off his student hat and greeted him, then turned around and left, without even looking back.

"I think he... is very masculine." Zeng Yu'er looked at Chen Zikun's back and left, standing at the door and said silly.

"Well, he is still a very interesting person." Wang Mengyu said.

"Go home." Lin Huiyin did not express any comments. When he entered the gate of Lin's house, he stared at the back deeply when he closed the door.

As soon as he entered the house, Lin Huiyin was called to the study by his father.

"Hui'er, dad seems to have seen this Chen Zikun somewhere." Lin Changmin focused on thinking.

"You must have met Chen Zikun once was the monthly coachman at Uncle Zhimin's house." Lin Huiyin replied.

"Oh? The coachman." Lin Changmin thought.

"Yes, but not an ordinary coachman. He is a high-level football player of Gu Hongming and Liu Shipei, and a student sent to the United States. He has a wide range of knowledge and a strong vision and ambition."

"No, no, no, he seems to have come to our house." Lin Changmin has a good memory, but he has experienced many people and things in recent years, and he still can't remember it.

"Maybe you are talking about another person, Julian Solomon's gentleman." Lin Huiyin also had a very good memory and immediately said the name in his father's vague impression.

"Yes, it's this name. I think these two people are actually the same person." Lin Changmin said.

Lin Huiyin blinked: "Is this possible?"

"Reality is always more exciting than novels. We may never know the reason behind it, but what I can conclude is that this boy is by no means an ordinary person."

My father has always been generous in terms of words praising his younger generation, but it is the first time he uses "non-audio" to describe a person.

"It's definitely not an ordinary person..." Lin Huiyin silently recited this sentence, and young faces flashed through his mind, and finally he was frozen on the vigorous face he had just met.

Chen Zikun is a favorite general under Wu Peifu, deputy envoy of the Zhiluyu Submission, while Lao Wu is a popular figure today. He personally recommends talents who go to the United States to study and return to Beijing, so how can they hide the eyes and ears of others? Although Chen Zikun has not yet reported to the Army Department, there are endless people visiting.

The manure king Yu Deshun was the first one. When he entered the door, he complained that Chen Zikun had not notified him when he came back. Chen Zikun agreed to have a big chat with him before he could finish it. He went happily. Then Yan Zhiyong from the Qitianwu Pavilion also came. He was so kind that he was kind and said that he came to pay tribute to Chen Daxia as the master's wishes. If he had time another day, he would also like to have a meal together.

The bosses of the car factory in Beijing also came to submit posts, and they were close to each other. Some of the gangsters from Beijing Sijiu City came to visit, as if they could get a lot of benefits by touching Chen Zikun's side.

Chen Zikun refused everyone, accepted everything, and did not slap people with a smile. If he gave himself face, he would not continue. Besides, he might be able to use these relationships one day.

These days before the arrival of the old calendar, he lived an incredible life. During the day, he edited new dramas with a group of literary youths from Wen Zou Zou in the Crescent Society and talked about literature about Shakespeare and Bernard Shaw at night. At night, he ate big pieces of meat, big bowls of wine, bragged and practiced boxing. After a few days, Chen Zikun felt that he was about to be schizophrenic.

Only when he was with Lin Huiyin did he feel at ease and a sense of indescribable pleasure. At first he thought it was because Lin Huiyin had something similar to Lin Wenjing in his bones, but later he realized that he was wrong.
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