Qianmen Railway Station is facing the city gate tower and arrow tower of Zhengyangmen, the west side of the arrow tower is Zhengyangmen West Station, the starting station of the Jinghan line, the Zhengyangmen Square sandwiched between the two railway stations is very lively, the traffic is busy, foreign cars, mules and pedestrians shuttle back and forth, the sunset gives the magnificent figure of the arrow tower a layer of gold edge, Chen Zikun looked at this magnificent building in a daze, seems to be overwhelmed by its majesty.

"Damn, this is the legendary capital." Chan pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from his old sheepskin jacket and looked around, trying to find someone to ask the address on the paper how to go.

His eyes were drawn to the scene in the duty room next to the exit of the station, and he could no longer move his steps, and a small orderly in a blue and gray military uniform was disassembling and assembling a pistol in the room.

This is a large mirror box from Dagu shipbuilding, exquisite workmanship, the whole gun does not use any pins, all rely on the parts and components to mesh tightly, the quality is comparable to the original German Mauser goods, there are no two hundred oceans outside the customs can not be taken, but this orderly dismantled the large mirror and wiped it clean and reinstalled, there is a bronze columnar part lying alone on the table.

The orderly was sweating in a hurry, and there was a British-style double-buckle wide-leather officer's armed belt and a brown leather holster on the table, which had been polished with chicken oil.

"I'm coming!" Chen Zikun, who had long been unable to hold back, pushed the door in, and without saying a word, he copied the gun in his hand, the orderly was stunned, and was at a loss for a while, only to see the uninvited guest flying with both hands, and instantly dismantled the large mirror into a pile of parts, stuffed the columnar parts on the table into a spring, and then quickly assembled the pile of parts into a gun, continuously pulled the hammer and pulled the trigger, and the high-quality metal parts of the large mirror collided with each other to make a crisp sonorous sound.

"Brother, that's the hammer spring head, don't forget it next time." Chen Zikun turned the large mirror around his finger a few times, and reluctantly handed it over with the barrel upside down.

The orderly took the big mirror stupidly, and just as he wanted to speak, the man had already strode away.

"Damn, how many times have you said that you should be low-key and low-key, you just can't help but show off." Chen Zikun walked quickly, for fear that the orderly soldier would catch up, the person who can play with guns so neatly is either a soldier or a bandit, and his own virtue is definitely not the former, and it is not a joke to show his face in a place like the capital where the military and police gather.

As he walked forward, a low voice came from behind him, "Hey, big man, be careful, Ma San'er and they want to trouble you." When I looked back, it was a thin young man, squatting on the ground to pick up cigarette butts, with a line of snot hanging on his slightly raised face, his hands were full of chilblains, and there was already half a can of cigarette butts in the tin can he was holding.

Chen Zikun threw a grateful glance at him, but instead of running away, he walked to an alley next to the station, and several guys who followed him from a distance glanced at each other and followed behind.

The alley was secluded and unoccupied, and Chen Zikun threw the cover roll and the blanket bag to the ground, and the blanket bag fell on the frozen ground, making a sound of clanging and silver, at least dozens of pieces.

"Brothers, let's make an appearance, don't hide it, it's boring." Chan is moving his hands and feet and doing warm-up exercises.

Four black shadows appeared in a sway, led by a black fat man, with a face full of flesh and a body of rivers and lakes.

"Boy, don't you talk to the master, when you get to the ground of the third master, you have to abide by my rules, today you ruined my brother's business, say it." The black fat man is mixed in the area of Qianmen Railway Station, he is well-informed, and he knows that he is a runner by looking at this young man's posture, so he will try him first.

Chen Zikun pointed to the bag on the ground: "Less nonsense, practice if you don't accept it, win Lao Tzu, fifty yuan of cash is yours, you can't win Lao Tzu, get the fuck out as soon as possible." ”

As soon as these words came out, Ma Sanye was furious, waved his hand and said, "Leather monkey, you are on." ”

The leather monkey is the white-faced man who stole the bag just now, he spit two mouthfuls into the palm of his hand, and walked to the young man with a vigorous palm, and saw that the other party was a head taller than himself, and suddenly became timid again, and came back to the black fat man and said: "Third master, borrow the guy to make it." ”

The third master took out the ox ear sharp knife and threw it over, the leather monkey took the knife, and he was bold, but he saw that the kid on the opposite side took out a snowy single-edged long-edged knife from the old sheepskin jacket, which was one and a half feet, the knife body was narrow and long, the blood groove was very deep, and the cold light flashed under the water and moon lamp, and the long knife turned dexterously in his hand, and it seemed that he was an expert in using knives.

The leather monkey was dumbfounded again, and Ma Sanye also frowned, they were pickpockets at the mixed train station, bullying honest foreign travelers who were not familiar with their lives, and they could only walk around when they really encountered hard stubble, but today they were planted in the hands of a guy named Huazi, and this breath was really unbearable.

Just as he was riding a tiger, a shout suddenly sounded in the distance: "The patrol is here!" ”

Ma Sanye and the others got off the donkey, arched their hands and said, "Boy, don't commit it to the master's hands next time, we will have a period later." After saying that, the soles of his feet were greased and slipped.

Chen Zikun picked up the bag, looked at their backs with disdain and snorted, the young man who was picking up cigarette butts just now ran out of the shadows and gave a thumbs up: "Big one, you really have a kind, one against four." ”

"The patrol didn't come?" Chen Zikun looked behind the young man, suddenly realized, and said solemnly: "Thank you, brother." ”

"My name is Xiao Shunzi, what about you?" The boy grinned.

"My name is Chan Tsz Kun."

The big self-striking bell on the bell tower of Zhengyangmen East Station rang, and the buzzing sound was one after another, overpowering the voice of Xiao Shunzi speaking.

"Big Chen, where are you from?"

"What?"

"I ask you, where are you from?" Xiao Shunzi approached Chen Zikun and asked loudly.

"I came to Beijing from Mukden to join my family."

"Where are your relatives, I'll take you." Xiao Shunzi volunteered.

Chen Zikun took out a note, Xiao Shunzi took it, and fortunately, he actually knew most of the words on it.

"Dong'an Market A Shop No. 3 North and South Goods Chen Yongren shopkeeper, hey, unfortunately, this hour Dong'an Market is closed, and you can't find it, so it's better for you to find a place to live first, have a meal, and wait for Ming'er to go to relatives." When Xiao Shunzi said this, her eyes flickered a little.

"Okay." Chan said.

Xiao Shunzi breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Okay, what do you want to eat, old tofu or braised and boiled?" ”

Chan asked, "Which one is delicious?" ”

"It's all delicious." Xiao Shunzi swallowed a mouthful of salivation.

"Then eat them all."

"Okay, I'll take you there."

The sky slowly darkened, the gas lights on the side of the road were turned on one after another, and the two walked along the street outside Zhengyangmen while chatting.

"Chen Da, what's the origin of your short sword?"

"That's not a short sword, it's a bayonet, the bayonet on the little Japanese golden hook fast gun, I've seen blood."

"Ah, you've ever killed someone?"

"No, I'm an apprentice in trading, and I'm carrying this thing for self-defense." Chen Zikun was a little weak and hurriedly covered it up.

"Oh, scared me, I thought you were ......"

"What is it?" Chen Zikun grasped the handle of the knife vigilantly.