It's a bit far away, and Yan Buwen was stolen from his clothes that night. The letter of introduction (written by Li Ji himself), correspondence (director of the archaeological group of the Tsinghua Institute of History and Philology), all the identity certificates were stolen, Yan Buwen could only scold his mother, it must have been stolen by the shoehorn-faced monkey with the thief's eyebrows and rat eyes during the day, and then the conductor was notified, and I searched for it back and forth, but I didn't find this guy. According to the conductor's explanation, this kid may have taken advantage of the gap in the train and jumped out of the window.

After all, this train is not fast, and it is driven by steam, and it is only thirty or forty kilometers per hour.

In order to apologize, the conductor could only find a set of clothes for Yan Buwen, that is, the one that Yan Buwen is wearing now, a big black cotton jacket and a felt hat, instantly changed from an advanced young man in a suit and leather shoes to an old rough man.

After coming to Beijing, Yan Buwen carried his clothes and wanted to find out where Tsinghua University was, but he didn't know whether he knew Li Ji if he didn't know him without correspondence, without a letter of introduction, or without an identity certificate. Yan Buwen was also upset and irritable, and the boat was tired, so he found a place to sit down and rest for a while, but he didn't expect to be regarded as asking for food.

"Hey, boy, that's a little crazy." Yan Buwen was about to leave, when a person about the same height as Yan Buwen stood up, and then took the two cents on the ground in his hand.

"Huh, I don't want any money, you are a white lotus, and you want to eat and save face?" The man sneered for a while, and then naturally blew the money off, dusted it off, and put it in his pocket.

"Which way, who are you messing with, so ignorant of lifting? The people who give the money are all uncles, don't you know how to say thank you? The man looked at Yan Buwen, and then walked over and came face to face with Yan Buwen, with a rather arrogant attitude.

"This is, the head of the beggars in our area......" someone muttered quietly next to him, Yan Buwen looked over, although this guy was dressed in tatters, but he didn't expect to ask for food. Yan Buwen didn't expect that the person who asked for food could still have a head, which was a bit strange.

"There are rules in the line, since you came to our area to ask for food, you have to abide by the rules, you offended one of our customers just now, what should I do?" The beggars' heads came over and dusted off the ashes on their shoulders, a little defiant.

"Hurry up and apologize, otherwise as long as he speaks, you won't be able to eat in the whole city of Beijing."

"All the districts in Beijing have been allocated, and if you want to eat, you have to admit it."

"Where did this kid come from, he's a little arrogant, he doesn't want a cent, it's already very considerate for him to ask for food here, and he's still so arrogant."

"Give up your head, teach him a lesson and be honest."

The rest of the people who want to eat are in your mouth, and I am interjecting, all watching the excitement, this kind of fighting is as lively as singing a big opera, it is rare to see, not to mention how beautiful it is. Others see them as begging for food, but in fact they have their own organizations. Not only them, but all the people who ask for food in the whole city of Beijing have their own organizations. This group of people is from Shanxi, and the insiders call it the Jin Gang, which is a very large system, with tens of thousands of people in Beijing. They are just the lowest branch of the Jin Gang, and they are purely begging for food. The Jin Gang and above do not need to ask for food, they have their own industrial operations, and they have been out of the category of beggars.

This group of people has nothing to do all day long, they are hungry and hungry, they can't eat enough, and they have to think about what to eat tomorrow every day, so they all love to join in the fun. Seeing that his head was about to teach the newcomer a lesson, one by one they were like being beaten with chicken blood, squeezing around their heads and Yan Buwen, giving their heads a strong momentum.

"Boy, will you bring it?" The leader rubbed his hands, so that Yan didn't mean anything.

"As long as you give the help fee, in the future, boy, you will be my subordinate, I will follow you, understand? Otherwise, hehe, know what this is? The leader shook his fist triumphantly.

Yan Buwen pretended to be frightened: "How much?" ”

"It's not much, it's just ten oceans. It doesn't matter if you don't have it now, all the money you beg for the next two months will be mine, understand? The leader patted Yan Buwen on the shoulder.

"Ten bucks?" Yan Buwen smiled, "If I give it to you, am I not mentally retarded?" Or are you an idiot, a white wolf with empty gloves, and you think about it beautifully. ”

Yan Buwen smiled, his head glared at his eyes, and said angrily: "What did you say? ”

Yan Buwen smiled coldly: "I said you are an idiot? What if business was so good? Do you still need to ask for food here? ”

"Damn, shame on your face." The leader was furious, and suddenly swung a punch at Yan Buwen, but Yan Buwen quickly dodged back. Then he grabbed his arm in an instant and spun it violently, his body arcing. The hand was clasped behind his back, and the leader roared in pain: "Ah! ”

"Big brother spare your life, big brother spare your life." The leader hurriedly begged for mercy, and the whole arm was buckled, as long as Yan Buwen used more force, the whole arm was estimated to be twisted and dislocated. The head hurts is grinning. This guy is not small, but because he eats white steamed buns every day, he is not nutritious, and his natural physical strength cannot be compared with Yan Buwen, so Yan Buwen saw the opportunity and won it with one blow, so that this head has no chance to backhand at all.

Yan Buwen subdued the head of this area with one move, which made the beggars next to him frightened, and their faces changed. None of them dared to step forward, too, except for the head, the rest of the people were all skinny bodies, how could they be beaten too strictly.

"What are you still doing in a daze, helping? This kid,. The head hurriedly yelled and called for help. But these beggars watched the drama and couldn't help, so they were so frightened by Yan Buwen's move that they took a few steps back one by one and didn't dare to do anything.

"Hey, big brother, I was wrong, spare my life, spare my life." The arm of his head was twisted again, and he didn't care about his dignity in pain, knelt on the ground, turned his back to Yan and begged for mercy.

"Hmph." Yan Buwen let go, threw his head forward, and fell into a dog eating. And the arm is still behind the back, and it can't be put back in place for a while.

After letting go of their heads, the remaining beggars still wanted to step forward, but they were swept away by Yan Buwen's eyes, and they were so frightened that they took two steps back. Yan Buwen has become a hero who knows kung fu in their hearts, people can't be good-looking, I didn't expect an ordinary person to ask for food, how do you know that you have a stunt.

After shocking everyone, Yan didn't listen to it or think about it, patted the dust on his clothes, and turned to leave.

With only a few yuan left in the train conductor's compensation, Yan Buwen went to buy something to eat, and by the way, he found a map of Beijing from a vendor. At a glance, Tsinghua Garden is not far from here, you can walk over, but all the certificates have been stolen, and I am afraid that no one can determine their identity, and the most important thing at present is whether they can find the certificates back.

At this moment, Yan Buwen saw a small young man wearing a cotton jacket on the road, following behind a person, and then took advantage of the gap between the person watching things in the stall, and came to a "Su Qin Back Sword" (stealing things from the person behind him with his back hand), and pocketed a small purse. For mobile phone users, please browse and read,