These days, Song Zhichao didn't know where to get a bicycle, and rode his bicycle back and forth through the streets and alleys of various districts of Zhonghai City.

Honestly, it's a really good feeling.

As the former "ten-mile ocean", Zhonghai City has many attractive attractions, not to mention that there are not many cars in this era, and the air is extremely fresh.

Riding a bicycle, eating snacks from all over Zhonghai, tofu brain, fried buns, glutinous rice dumplings, as well as crab shell yellow, mint cake, etc., made Song Zhichao linger, especially when it came to the night market, some vendors would be seen in many streets selling boxes and tapes, as well as old books, making the nightlife of Zhonghai City full of strong cultural taste.

Eight o'clock in the evening---

Zhonghai City, Jinling Road.

As the most prosperous street in Zhonghai City, Jinling Road is famous far and wide.

When Song Zhichao pushed the rented Phoenix bicycle and shook it here, there were all kinds of noisy sounds in his ears.

"Pear paste candy! Delicious pear paste candy! If it's not delicious, don't make money!"

"Fried steamed buns! Zhou Ji fried steamed buns, the province is excellent, delicious and catchy!"

"Sell books, all kinds of magazine books, old books, have the only one!"

"Take a look, take a look! I have any song on this stall--- the four kings of Hong Kong and Taiwan, the new song of the little whirlwind Lin Zhiying has just arrived!"

Immediately, a deafening singing voice sounded, but it was Lin Zhiying's popular golden song "Not Every Love Song Has Good Memories":

A thousand words are not worth a sentence

Again and again, I can't hold a grain of sand

I don't look the same way as anyone else

If you know, please don't go

I followed them all in the streets and in the sea

How to laugh and how crazy to feel together

To love more, to pet more, to accept them all

I just don't see your tenderness

Not every love song has good memories

Running out of sadness only separates ......

Nearby, young men and women in fashionable jeans and sweatshirts couldn't help but walk towards the tape stall with the song and began to check their favorite singers' albums.

In another place, under the bright street lamp, there are all kinds of vendors, in addition to selling food and drink, there are also the kind of people who have picked up the burden to shave their heads--- but in this era in Zhonghai, the people who dare to shave their heads are basically some old people, one is used to this way of shaving their heads, and the other is cheap enough, it only takes two or three cents to shave their heads.

The shaver was an old master, and he took a razor and rubbed it up and down on a smooth sharpening cloth a few times, then took a brush and dipped it in foam, and rubbed it on the old man's chin, making it look like a white beard. Immediately, the master took a razor and ran it along the circle of foam, bent his waist, lowered his head, pinched the other party's chin with his hand, and scraped it seriously.

Look at the shaving stall next to it is a small grocery dealer, what flashlights, nail clippers, brooms, mops, slippers, socks...... The whole nine yards.

The most crowded around is the stall selling kitchen utensils, the eldest brother's mouth is super able, took a handful of washboard for shaving radish, while brushing and rubbing the shredded radish, while beeping at the mouth of the crowd: "Come on! Your friend in front just watched, the friend in the back stood forward, the middle friend came to look at me, and the middle stood in the middle, and I made an advertisement for everyone to see...... The waves of Honghu Lake are blowing, what kind do you want...... It doesn't matter if you buy it or not, the key is to look at our new products...... Shredded radish, strips of radish, one brush and two brushes out!"

As a "person who has come over", Song Zhichao has a deep memory of these, so he pushed the car and watched in the crowd.

But before he could watch for a minute, he heard a commotion outside the crowd, and even heard someone shouting, "Fight!

This voice sounded the alarm and caused people to look back.

Originally, people in this era like to get together to join in the fun--- there is no mobile phone, there is no Douyin, the only fun is to watch people shouting and selling things, such things as fighting are even more rare, therefore, this voice immediately called those comrades who were selling radish boards.

The crowd dispersed in a hurry, and they all went to see the fight, which caused the peddler who said that he was smooth and shouted: "Don't leave the fight, I haven't finished talking yet! What is there to see about fighting, life is precious, stay away from fights and ...... right and wrong."

Song Zhichao got on his bicycle and was about to leave--- he was not interested in watching any fights, but the person who was beaten picked up the crowd and ran directly at him, shouting at him as he ran: "Get out of the way!

Song Zhichao: "......"

Before he could react, there was a thud, and the man had already crashed headlong into his bicycle.

Suddenly, Song Zhichao turned on his back.

......

Song Zhichao was knocked to the ground while riding a bicycle, but he felt that something flew high above his head and fell in front of him with a bang, and when he looked closely, it was a "flip-flop".

Song Zhichao looked at himself and was wearing white Lifan sneakers, so this black flip-flop was ...... Hit yourself that guy.

Look at the man again, one leg is pressed under the bicycle, with long wavy hair, wearing a light white short-sleeved shirt on the upper body, and a pair of breeches printed with the American flag underneath.

When the long-haired man saw Song Zhichao looking at himself, he said, "I'm sorry, I ran so hard--- the rivers and lakes are in emergency, let me use your bicycle!" After speaking, he didn't care about the abrasions on his legs, let alone picking up the flying flip-flops, pulled out his left leg that was crushed under the car, endured the pain, got up, and limped to lift Song Zhichao's fallen bicycle.

But before the long-haired man lifted the bicycle, he heard someone shouting behind him: "Catch the kid surnamed Nie! Dare to blow my brain with a beer bottle, and turn the sky upside down, I still think I am a big boy in the middle of the sea!" A fat man with a big belly shouted from behind.

Then I saw two sturdy men with small flat heads chasing after them, and they pressed the long-haired man to the ground.

The fat man in the back also came, panting, the fat on his face and neck trembling, his brain was dripping, blood and beer were mixed together, and he looked embarrassed.

"You run, why don't you run?" the fat man pulled up his Adidas T-shirt and wiped his fat face, swaying the thick gold chain around his neck.

The long-haired man was pressed to his knees by the two of them, his hands were turned behind his back, and one of the flat-headed men even put his knees on his back, so that he couldn't move or resist.

"Soldier, soldier, you two have made meritorious service, and I will reward you for your meritorious deeds when you go back. The fat man said happily to the two flat-headed men.

Obviously, these two men were his men.