"Sell wontons, fritters are blunt. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info "A bowl of blunt wontons is a dime and two cents, plus two taels of food stamps, six cents of fritters, and one or two food stamps."

On the streets of Kyoto, stall owners keep shouting like this.

Food stamps are a unique feature of this era.

There were many people passing by, but there were very few people standing in front of them, and the smell of sesame oil and flour filled the nearby streets, making people passer-by uncomfortable

Swallowing secretly, his eyes kept looking into the bowls of the people eating in front of the stall.

This is an era of serious food shortage, and not all people are so extravagant and willing to spend so much money to eat such a luxurious meal.

The lively streets are crowded with people.

No one noticed that in the corner of this stall, there was a man sitting, eating ravioli slowly.

The man looked to be about thirty years old, tall and lean, dressed in a washed and slightly whitish green military uniform, without a belt or epaulettes, and a pair of jet-black three-jointed leather shoes on his feet, so he sat there without saying a word, silently bowing his head and eating wontons.

The movements are extremely elegant, and compared to the man who is not far from him, snoring and snoring and drinking wonton soup, this man can be said to be noble, as if he is not eating this roadside stall, but tasting authentic Western food in the most luxurious hotel in Kyoto.

Of course, if one of his limping left legs could be ignored.

This left leg was injured on the battlefield that year.

At that time, I just wanted to rush forward, even if I was injured, I didn't care about rushing.

The leg was injured at that time and was not treated in time, and then it went lame.

After the man elegantly finished drinking the wonton soup, he raised his head, "Boss, settle the bill." ”

glanced at the stall owner unhappily, and couldn't help but make the stall owner feel a chill on his back.

This man is simply too sharp, isn't he?

I just looked at him carefully, but his cold eyes had already swept over.

just swept it lightly, but it made the stall owner's legs and feet weak, and he almost didn't kneel.

"Checkout." The man's voice was raised a little, and the stall owner of the frightened stall almost didn't kneel, it was too fierce.

If anyone's daughter marries him, he must not be scared to death!

"Good...... Money ......," the stall owner stammered and trembled, and took the money and food stamps handed over by the man.

This man can't be some kind of fugitive, right? The stall owner thought to himself.

"Find money." The man stood up, his voice as mighty and hard as a human, which made the stall owner see his sharp sword eyebrows and high nose bridge at once.

It's just a pity, but it's a limp when I walk.

"Oh...... Give you money. The stall owner hurriedly rushed to the small box where he had collected the money, and handed the man the money he was looking for with shaking hands.

The man took the money and stood up, taking a closer look at the bustling street.

It was the first time he had been here since he changed jobs.

This is the busiest street in Kyoto, but it's also the oldest, with the tallest building being a four-story building not far away.

It is said that the person he wanted to save was on this street, and it is said that many of the abducted people were arranged here.

Hidden in the city?

Zhao Junfeng smiled, no matter where you are hiding, Lao Tzu will definitely find you out.

The person he wanted to save was called He Daniu, who was introduced to him by the family, but after the child heard that he was a cripple, he ran away from home.

That's right, in his eyes, he is a child, because he is ten years older than He Daniu.

To be honest, when he knew, he was actually going to withdraw from the marriage, but he didn't expect He Daniu to choose to run away from home and run away to Kyoto alone.

Zhao Junfeng felt a little guilty, he remembered that when he first met He Daniu, He Daniu was being chased and beaten by her mother Liu Sanxiang, and she begged for mercy while dodging.

Judging from the pace of her running, it is estimated that this is not the first time He Da Niu has been beaten at home.

At that time, his leg was not injured, and he remembered that He Daniu accidentally threw herself into his arms, flashing her pitiful big eyes, as if begging him to save her.

Later, he did save her from Liu Sanxiang.

Just like this time, he will definitely get her out and send her home safely.

Zhao Junfeng thought as he walked around the bustling street, and finally locked on to a private house.

The courtyard of this house is very long, and if people are locked inside, no matter how many people shout, no one in the street can hear it.

He's been here for days, and today is the time for him to do it.

If you have already chosen a location, you can climb over the wall next door to the back door of this house.

Zhao Junfeng used his previous reconnaissance experience in the army and the skills he had exercised, and soon arrived at the back door of the house.

As a result, I heard a voice, "Stop, run again and see if I can't kill you." ”

"You're just going to kill me, and I'm going to run."

When Zhao Junfeng heard this voice, he didn't hold back and smiled unkindly.

Why does this sound so familiar? Liu Sanxiang also ran after the little girl like this, but the little girl also said this, "You just beat me to death, I still have to run." ”

"Who the hell are you?" A middle-aged man stopped there panting and looked at Zhao Junfeng, "This is not the place where you can come, hurry up." ”

Get lost?

Zhao Junfeng's cold eyes looked at this middle-aged man, no one dared to talk to him like this for many years.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but feel a chill on his back, "Come and make trouble, brothers copy guys." ”、

Motor, he would be frightened by a murderous look.

As soon as his voice came out, he saw four men come out of the house, either with sticks or knives in their hands.

Zhao Junfeng unbuttoned the two buttons on his military jacket, and smiled sarcastically at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes looked at these four people murderously.

I haven't done it in a few years, so let's practice it today.

"Girl, close your eyes." Zhao Junfeng said to He Daniu, who was covering his mouth on the side.

Because the scene will be very bloody for a while, he is afraid of scaring He Daniu.

"Close your eyes?"

Not only was He Daniu not afraid, but looked at Zhao Junfeng with shining eyes, "That policeman uncle, do you want to teach these villains a lesson?" It's just wonderful. ”

After He Daniu finished speaking, she wanted to wave her little fist to help Zhao Junfeng.

"It's just a lame man, I advise you not to meddle with Lao Tzu's business, it's still too late to get out." The man in the lead said sarcastically.

"Huh?"

He Daniu's big eyes stared at Zhao Junfeng's legs in surprise, "Uncle, don't be afraid, hurry up." ”

Just when Zhao Junfeng was a little unnaturally eager to hide his legs, He Daniu beside him was standing in front of Zhao Junfeng with her hands outstretched, blocking Zhao Junfeng behind her.