Since Wen San'er closed down the "Treasure Pavilion", Chen's shopkeeper couldn't live in it, so he had to go back to the "Tonghe" car dealership to sleep in the Chase shop, and also pulled up a scattered seat. He hasn't suffered for a few days, you have to pull the car around the street to do this job, sometimes in order to grab business, you have to fight with your peers, and you have to pay the car dealer boss for the car at the end of the day. "Tonghe" car shop is located in the black kiln factory on Nanheng Street in Nancheng, and the owner Sun Jinfa was a "gangster" in Tianjin Wei in his early years, not a native of Beiping.

Tianjin Wei's "gangsters" are famous, and they are not the same as the hooligans and ruffians and scoundrels in Beiping. The underworld characters in Beiping are often on fire with each other, and the two sides make an appointment to start a fight, which is generally an inaccessible corner, such as Beihai Sandwich Road, the south wall of the Temple of Heaven and other places. This kind of fire is a bit like the ancient war, the two sides occupy one side, each has a general "heads-up", whether to test the fists or feet or use the knife to play the life depends on the prior agreement, both sides will abide by the rules, which is quite similar to the duel in the European Middle Ages. Of course, there are also times when there is a group fight, dozens of people on both sides each hold their weapons and rush up, real knives and guns really greet to death, killing one or two people is a common thing, when one party "admits planting", the other side shows a rare generosity, take the initiative to pay for the dead and injured to give compensation, the two sides shake hands and make peace, from then on the losing side is no longer "stabbed", and the winning side will never win and bully people.

Tianjin Wei's "gangsters" are not like this, they also have gangs and factions, and they also fight and don't want to die, but the form of expression is relatively unique, which is related to the folk customs of Tianjin Wei.

In the Ming Dynasty, "Tianjin Rectification Deputy Envoy Mao Gongde Zheng Went to the Monument" said that Tianjin Sanwei (according to the Ming Dynasty divided into Tianjin Wei, Tianjin Zuowei, and Tianjin Youwei) "The customs are not very pure, the heart is less simple, the officials do not read, and they are all martial arts; And Wanzao lives along the river (South Canal) day to spear and bow arrows." It shows that dancing knives and guns have their origins. Tianjin is also a land and water wharf and a commercial city, which takes over the official and welcomes the errands, and the pawns are the pawns, separating each other, and each dominating one side. At the same time, "there are other rogue vagrants in the market, living together and eating, called pot guys." self-proclaimed gangsters, also known as bastards". They "control the market, harass the merchants, form groups of people, and take advantage of the situation to provoke." The atmosphere of talking about fighting and making trouble, from the last years of Qianlong in the Qing Dynasty, when Tianjin was the fastest growing city, to the early years of Guangxu. The "Tianjin Treatise" written by Yang Wuwei, a native of Qianjia in Tianjin, describes: "The small hat is crooked, the placket is open, the eyebrows are raised, and the eyes are crossed, and the panic is panicked. "I want to see them.

Some people say that the people of Tianjin have influenced Chinese politics and history, and there seems to be some truth to this. The burning of Wanghailou in the Tianjin teaching plan in the ninth year of Tongzhi and the attack on the Tianjin concession by the Boxers in the 26th year of Guangxu are not unrelated to the Tianjin people's style of coaxing and erecting seedlings. It is said that at that time, a large number of idlers often gathered in the empty field at the gate of the former courtyard of Tianjin Weiniao City, and when the siege of Wanghailou was besieged, some of them rushed to join the siege team, from coaxing and throwing bricks to finally setting fire. There is also a notebook that records: "On May 23, the ninth year of Tongzhi, a number of people gathered to attack the church. The hall is broken, there are countless blind children, and the abducted children of Yixin have been gouged out of their eyes. In fact, students in blind (children's) schools are also. and the sticks are angry, and they kill the clergy, and burn churches. It can be seen from this that the level of coaxing seedlings in Tianjin is higher than that of the ruffians and hooligans in Beiping.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty, Tianjin gangsters paid attention to "flower shoes and big braids, one walk and one stumble", the braids were thick and loose, and some of them also inserted a jasmine flower in each share; Forehead sun ointment; When walking, one hand reached under the button of the coat, half lifted the placket, and limped, indicating that he had experienced a hundred battles, had broken his muscles and bones, and ended up disabled. It is Sun Jinfa's turn to be in his life, and the rules of Tianjin gangsters have been formed, and many "schools" have emerged. Of course, there are people who fight in groups and use knives, but Sun Jinfa looks down on this, he has his own way. If you have a holiday with any gang, you need to compete for the length of the competition, and they pay attention to "literary fighting". First of all, he sent one of the most "horizontal" gangsters to the meeting alone, and went to the other party's territory to call the board, this gangster neither brought a guy nor any martial arts, to put it bluntly, he was looking to be beaten, you can't beat it, if you don't beat him, you don't dare to beat him, first start with the eighteenth generation of ancestors in your family, and then spread to the five suits, foul language, and the day father the mother endlessly. In short, you have to scold him and beat him up, and this will be the goal. He hugged his head, clamped his legs to protect his crotch, bent his knees and lay on his back on the ground, let you punch and kick, mess with sticks, and hum without snorting. This half of his body was broken, and as soon as he turned over and let that half of his body go out to beat you, the more flesh and blood flew, the more peaceful the people's expressions became, as if they were massaged after a full meal, and they shouted comfortably in their mouths. His meaning is obvious, if you have the ability, you will kill me. After all, a human life lawsuit is not trivial, and it is not a matter of beating people to death as soon as they make a move. If you don't dare to beat him to death, then good, you are considered "peeing", admit it, set up a table to apologize and give up the territory, no matter where you meet in the future, you have to bow and call the master.

Sun Jinfa, the owner of the "Tonghe" car dealership, is trained in this way, he is 58 years old this year, and he can't remember how many times he has been beaten in his life. Anyway, none of the ribs on either side are good, and the scars from the face to the ass are densely arranged. Looking at all industries, you have to have skills in any line of mixing and eating, Sun Jinfa's craftsmanship is to be able to carry the beating, which belongs to the duck - the meat is rotten and the mouth is not rotten. Beiping's call Huazi is a person will come to set "Lotus Fall" and "Count Treasure" or something, but Jing Youzi can't say Wei Zuizi, if you call Zhen'er, Tianjin Allegro is poorer than "Lotus Fall" and "Count Treasure", Sun Jinfa's Tianjin Allegro is completely improvised when he was beaten, the harder he beats, the more inspired he is, he spit lotus with a punch, and then take a kick with witty words, this thing is strange, if he is not beaten he can't say a word, it is really a bit cheap. What is the boundary of Tianjin Wei? Water and land thoroughfares, five types of miscellaneous places, it is not easy to mix up a little name here, Sun Jinfa was stunned to become famous in the gangster group, known as Sun Erye, this is not a joke.

Back then, Sun Jinfa was arguing with the famous "Haihe Gang" on the edge of the Haihe River, and as usual, he was lying down with his head and crotch on his side, just thinking that he was a sand bag, and he could beat and kick you casually. The leader of the "Haihe Gang" is nicknamed "Haihe Jiao", and he is a ruthless character. In those days, Haihe Jiao was itching all over his body, and when he saw someone lying here and letting you fight, then he was sorry, if he didn't fight in vain, he first gave a kick to Sun Jinfa's weakness, this kick broke two ribs, Sun Jinfa's face did not change and shouted: "Comfortable, really fucking comfortable, come twice again......"

Haihe Jiao is another kick, but Sun Jinfa improvised Tianjin Allegro: "Lord lives in Tianjin Weiya......"

"Tom!" "Tom!" A few more feet.

"I can't learn it......," Mr. Sun continued.

Another rain of punches and kicks.

"I learned to × your mother, I am sleeping with your mother......"

Haihe Jiao is a dutiful son, and he is most taboo for someone to scold his mother, so he was furious and commanded his subordinates to beat Sun Jin to death. Sun Jinfa calmly took the heavy blows one after another, still reciting the Tianjin Allegro, foul language one after another, subdued and frustrated, and rhymed, the female elders in the Haihe Jiao family let him × one by one, and finally scolded Haihe Jiao Khan down. He can see that there are only two ways to go in front of him, or kill him; Or admit it yourself. If you want to kill him, Haihejiao can't do anything, the problem is that once someone dies, he may not be able to cover him on the ground. The only way is to leave behind the family belongings that have been saved for many years and go away, but then again, is it worth it for such a splash? If you don't kill him, let him × all the eighteen generations of ancestors, how will he be in Tianjin in the future? There is a saying that barefoot people are not afraid to wear shoes. At that time, Sun Jin had a glowing stick, and the stove prince stuck it on his leg and stomach - lift his foot, and the whole family went on the road. What is he afraid of? This cheap life is worthless, just kill it, if you can't kill it, you can use the money to settle it, and you have to be your master when the money is in hand.

In the end, Haihejiao wisely chose to admit the planting, gave up the territory, lost a lot of money and called "master" again.

Knock on the gong and sell sugar, each doing one line. Second Master Sun is a person who eats by this craft, since it is three hundred and sixty lines, and the line is the champion, then in the gangster group, Second Master Sun should be the champion.

However, Second Master Sun finally planted it one day, and it completely ruined his gangster career.

On that day, Sun Erye went shopping to Nanshikou and found that a new restaurant had been opened, and the name of the store was written on the plaque at the door "Jinfa Building". Second Master Sun was illiterate, he glanced at it and didn't care, and was about to go over, when a little gangster next to him who could read a few words spoke: "Second Master, the name of this restaurant is a little wrong, you listen, dare to call Jin Falou, isn't this a call with Second Master?" ”

Second Master Sun tilted his head and thought for a while, and couldn't help but be furious: "That's right, this name is not authentic, Jin Falou?" Committed the name of our grandfather, is this unclear and can't get along with our grandfather? Okay, let's see......"

That night, Second Master Sun sent a few gangsters to paint the face of this restaurant. Of course, the material of the painting was not paint and white, but a thick, fermented green soup of dung, which stinked a street, and the next day there were no pedestrians on that street, and the flies went shopping in groups.

Second Master Sun stabbed the hornet's nest now, the restaurant is not easy to mess with, the transaction is a joint stock of several people, and the largest shareholder is a Japanese ronin named Hachiro Kida. This person is not a good citizen in Japan, he is a person with a triad background, and he didn't know what happened to him before he came to China. Hachiro Kida is a kendo master, always carrying a ***, and he wants to compete with Chinese martial arts masters by name. He is a restless person, and he wants to stir up a three-foot wave when there is no wind on weekdays, not to mention that this time Second Master Sun provoked him.

Hachiro Kida sent someone to send a post to Sun Erye, asking Sun Erye to duel in an open space on Siping Road one night. Second Master Sun was drinking tea in the teahouse when he received the post, and when he heard Mu Tian's request, he was so happy that he squirted out the tea in his mouth. He said in his heart that this Oriental devil is simply a "mallet", doesn't he know what a Tianjin gangster is? You have martial arts, but the second master I don't play with you, the second master takes the road of being beaten, stretching his neck for you to beat, if you have the ability to beat me to death, if you don't dare, let's change, you lie down and let me fight, the second master, I can't beat your, just your surname.

That night, Sun Erye brought a few gangsters to the appointment on time, and a gangster named Xiaoer was also carrying a small iron bucket, which contained half a bucket of fresh dung soup that had just been fished out of the pit.

Hachiro Kita came alone, wearing a navy blue kimono, clogs on his feet, and holding a sheathed *** in his left hand. Looking at his outfit, Second Master Sun and a few gangsters were happy, this kid is simply a raw melon egg, Ren doesn't understand, and Tianjin gangsters, what is he doing with a broken knife? For this kind of raw melon and egg, Second Master Sun disdains to go into battle in person, and Second Master does not plan to give him this face.

Second Master Sun pointed with his hand: "You, you take the lead for a while." ”

A gangster named Bald stepped forward in response, the bald man has been a gangster for more than ten years, and he can be regarded as a veteran of a hundred battles and beaten dozens of times, and he is the right-hand man of Second Master Sun.

Hachiro Kida looked vigilantly at the bald man who was walking towards him, he was secretly surprised in his heart, the other party actually came to fight him with his bare hands, isn't he proficient in the kung fu of entering the white blade empty-handed? It seems that this person is a master, and he must be careful to deal with it. Hachiro Kida didn't dare to slack off, he "snorted" the steel knife out of the sheath, accompanied by a sound of metal, and a cold light filled the darkness. He gripped the hilt of his sword with both hands, set up the door, and watched his approaching opponent in silence. At this time, the muscles of Hachiro Kida's whole body were tense, and his whole body was like an arrow that had been put on the bowstring...... He suddenly felt that something was wrong, why did the other party hold his head in his hands and lie down on one side of his body? What kind of sect is this? Lying on the ground? Or is it something more mysterious about Chinese Kung Fu? Hachiro Kida was stunned for a moment.

On the opposite side, Second Master Sun and a few of his gangsters were already leaning forward and backing happily, holding their stomachs and panting. Second Master Sun shouted breathlessly: "Little Er, you ...... What the fuck are you doing? Go, give this kid a bath......"

Hachiro Kida over there hadn't woken up yet, and he noticed that there was another person coming, carrying a bucket in his hand, and if he looked closely, yes, it was a bucket, not a weapon. What is this for? Hachiro Kida was wondering, only to see Xiao Eryi holding the bottom of the bucket, and a black and viscous liquid splashed towards him...... A foul smell spread everywhere, and Hachiro Kida wiped it on his face only to find that it was feces, and he was so disgusted that he almost vomited. The half bucket of manure was not wasted at all, it was all splashed on his face and body, and some of it went into his mouth. Hachiro Kida was so angry that he went crazy, as a Japanese samurai, his dignity was more important than his life, and now he was splashed with dung, which was a great shame. These hateful Chinese hooligans, they must use their blood to answer for their actions. Hachiro Kida held the knife in both hands, a cold light flashed in the dark, Xiao Er's laughter stopped abruptly, and the sharp *** split his head in half......

Rao is gangsters have experienced a hundred battles, and they have never seen such a tragic scene, they are playing tricks on the premise of legal protection, knowing that the other party does not dare to ask for his life, if it is not for the ancestral grave dug up, the other party will not be guilty of asking for his life, it is not worth the lawsuit for this cheap life. And Hachiro Kida is indeed a raw melon egg, he doesn't care about this, he splits his opponent's head as soon as he makes a move, which is too unruly. The gangsters' nerves finally collapsed, and the first to jump up was the bald man lying on the ground ready to be beaten, he was so frightened that he didn't plan to play anymore. Second Master Sun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly let out a strange cry with a trilling sound from the depths of his throat, the cry did not fall, Second Master Sun had already jumped out of more than ten meters, and the little gangsters also scattered in a hurry, running faster than one another.

This matter is not big or small in Tianjin Wei, but it is not small. It is said that the big reason is that the matter has met with the officials, and since it is a human life, the government has to take care of it, but the Chinese government cannot control the Japanese expatriate. Tianjin has the concessions of Britain, France, Japan and other countries, as well as the concession of all countries (public concession), the "Xinchou Treaty" signed by the Qing Dynasty is still in force, the Japanese have the right to garrison troops in the concession, and the headquarters of the Japanese garrison army in North China is in Tianjin. The huge Tianjin is the only one that China does not have the right to garrison. What is this called? The Japanese expatriates were under the management of the consulates in the Japanese concessions, and the Japanese made a big mistake in China, and the Japanese consul could be dismissed with a word. This can't be helped, people have "consular jurisdiction", or "extraterritoriality". For example, this time, the Japanese expatriate Hachiro Kida killed someone, and the Japanese consul told the Chinese officials that Hachiro Muda had committed a crime and had been sent back to China to be severely punished. The case is settled, and as for whether Hachiro Kita's return to Japan will be punished by law, only God knows.

The biggest loss in this matter is Sun Erye, because Sun Erye's profession is relatively special, this kind of profession cannot be planted, you have passed five levels and killed six generals ninety-nine times, and the last time you left Maicheng, I'm sorry, just this time you will admit it. Tianjin Wei, a big wharf, does not accept losers, what do gangsters rely on to make a name for themselves? Relying on the cheap life, this life is not valuable, you can exchange lives with the rich and noble at any time, people are reluctant to exchange with you, if you have it, you will win. Fear of death is a taboo for gangsters, if one day you suddenly feel that your life is also worth it, and you are reluctant to change it with others, then you are done to the end of this business, and you can roll up and get out of the house yourself, otherwise your own minions will have to beat you out of Tianjin Wei, because they don't need to recognize an incompetent person as a big brother.

Second Master Sun is a person who understands, no matter how many heroic achievements he had when he was young, anyway, this time he was "urinating", and the face he had earned for decades was ruined, and he admitted it. The gangster leader didn't want to do it, he should move his nest, fortunately, he still had some savings in his hand, and Sun Erye went to Beiping to start a rickshaw shop.

The soaring grain prices in Beiping have caused a market depression, all industries have withered, and even the business of foreign coachmen has decreased.

Wen San'er's business has not been good recently, and she hasn't made money for a few days. It's the same today, it's more than four o'clock in the afternoon, and the money he earns is only enough to pay for the car, and he slipped from the Qianmen Railway Station to Hufang Bridge and didn't see anyone taking the car. The weather was so cold that the northwest wind was like a knife, poking his neck vigorously, the cold wind slipped along the spine to the butt groove, and the torn cotton jacket really couldn't bear the cold. Wen San'er stomped his feet and stopped doing it, and closed the car! Love what's going on.

Wen San'er just put the car when he returned to the car dealership, and saw Sun Erye coming out of the house with a copper hookah, he saw Wen San'er and asked kindly: "Why Wen San'er, did you collect the car so early?" ”

Wen San'er haha and said: "Second master, it's cold today, I really can't pull a seat." ”

"That's right, collect the car early when it's cold, don't die to make more money, go to my house for a while, and push two handfuls."

Sun Erye likes to push pai gow, and he usually doesn't play, but when he sees who has two living money in his hand, his gambling addiction is easy to commit. If he wants to play and others don't, this is looking down on him, and Second Master Sun will be angry. The problem is that Sun Erye's kung fu of rolling the dice has long been perfected, just throw it casually, want to have a few points, want to win some money from him, and there is no door, except for Inspector Wang in the patrol police pavilion at the entrance of Nanheng Street, who can win him. Inspector Wang's ability to roll dice is not great, but Inspector Wang has a problem, he stares when he loses, and his hand loves to touch the holster on his waist, which looks strange and scary, so Second Master Sun can't win against him. In addition, one is counted as one, and Second Master Sun has not met an opponent yet.

Wen San'er said in his heart that this old thing really has eyesight, he drank the northwest wind for a day, and he didn't even earn money for food, how could he have the money to play pai gow? None of the guys in the car dealership know that pushing pai gow with Sun Erye is equivalent to giving a gift to this old thing. Wen San'er wondered in his heart, whether to beg Second Master Sun to waive today's car, otherwise he would be hungry today.

Second Master Sun stood at the gate of the car dealership, smoking a hookah while watching the street scene. There was a screeching noise of chainsawing wood in the yard next door to the car dealership, this is a wood processing factory, Sun Erye was very uncomfortable with this noise when he first came, after a battle, the boss of the timber factory was leveled down, and made an agreement to pay Sun Erye "ear wear fee" every month. It seems that as long as you pay the money, Sun Erye's ears can still adapt to any noise.

And today Sun Erye found a problem again, across the road I don't know when a new roast chicken shop was opened, the plaque reads "full of incense" three big characters, the window of the roast chicken shop hangs a slip of oily roast chicken, customers in and out, it seems that the business is good.

Wen San'er followed behind Sun Erye, wanting to open his mouth to mention the matter of exempting the car, he carefully considered the words, and finally mustered up the courage, and was about to speak, when he saw that Sun Erye's expression suddenly changed, the muscles on his face trembled, and the scars on his cheeks gradually turned purple, which was a precursor to Sun Erye's anger, and it seemed that something had made Sun Erye angry again.

Second Master Sun said angrily: "× fuck, that kid at the door is too much to deceive, Wen San'er, go to the kitchen and grab the rolling pin, come with me, we are going to smash his shop today." Hurry up, what are you afraid of? I'm on top of it. ”

Wen San'er didn't know how the roast chicken shop offended Second Master Sun, since it was the boss who spoke, he naturally had to obey, with the boss on top, what was he afraid of? He didn't freak out wherever he smashed. Of course, it would be a different matter if the patrol cabinet at the corner of the street was smashed.

Wen San'er didn't say a word, found a rolling pin and put it in his hand, and followed Second Master Sun to the door of the roast chicken restaurant. You speak. ”

Second Master Sun waved his hand and said: "Don't be busy first, our grandfather is also a businessman, and he pays attention to the first courtesy and then the soldiers, if he doesn't understand the rules, don't blame us for smashing his business." ”

The people of Beiping have never been disappointed to see the excitement, and after a while, there have been more than a dozen idlers around. It's good if there are more people, this is what Second Master Sun wants, he shouted at the top of his voice: "Who is the boss?" Fuck me out! ”

Zhao Bao, the owner of the roast chicken restaurant, is a native of Hengshui, Hebei Province, and is in his fifties. Hengshui's old white dry and roast chicken are quite famous, Boss Zhao just took down this shop, planning to break into the brand in Beiping City, today is the day of opening. Outsiders enter Beiping to do business, they are not familiar with the place, and they are most afraid of causing trouble, Boss Zhao is wondering while walking out, I didn't offend anyone.

Wen San'er felt that he had an obligation to introduce to Boss Zhao who was standing in front of him, so he reprimanded him in a big way: "You are the boss, why are you so abrasive?" This is the owner of the 'Tonghe' car dealership, Sun Erye, I have something to ask you. ”

Boss Zhao hugged his fist at Second Master Sun and smiled: "Yo, Second Master Sun, you are here, under Zhao Baocai, a native of Hengshui, Hebei, the small shop has just opened, I haven't had time to visit Second Master Sun, if there is anything to offend Second Master, you should beat it, scold it, but today's ...... Second master, you have to let me make a fuss. ”

Second Master Sun spoke: "Oh, you still don't understand, so I bullied you?" ”

"Where? Second master, don't get me wrong, I don't mean that, you dissipate your anger first, and say it slowly if you have something to say. ”

Second Master Sun pointed to the row of roast chickens hanging on the hook and said arrogantly: "The surname is Zhao, you and I are pretending to be confused, look at this roast chicken, do you have such a way to hang it?" ”

Boss Zhao took a closer look at the roast chicken, and couldn't see how the roast chicken offended Second Master Sun, he said with a smile: "Ouch, Second Master, I still don't understand......"

"You don't pretend to be a grandson with me...... Second Master Sun was furious, "The surname is Zhao, look at this roast chicken, all of them are facing my door with **, don't you think our grandfathers are easy to bully?" ”

Boss Zhao suddenly realized, okay, isn't this nothing to look for? To put it this way, there are more people crossing the road from me every day, which one is not taking a dick to the door of the "Tonghe" car dealership, why don't you trouble the people crossing the road? Of course, thinking so, Boss Zhao is a businessman who pays attention to harmony and makes money, and he doesn't want to make a big deal about this little thing.

"Second Master Sun, blame me for this, I didn't expect the second master to taboo this, you dissipate your anger, I asked the guy to take down the roast chicken, and I will hang it in the future, and I promise not to make the second master angry again."

Second Master Sun snorted with his nose: "Don't come to this set, the future is the future, and now is the present, one yard to say one yard, what should I do today?" ”

Boss Zhao's son is a sturdy young man in his twenties, which is the age of blood and strength, he couldn't help it at this time, picked up a kitchen knife and rushed out and shouted at Boss Zhao: "Dad, we didn't recruit him, he is bullying us foreigners, don't beg him, I see what he dares to do." ”

Second Master Sun sneered: "Hey? Little rabbit cub, the fetal hair has not faded, so you dare to talk to your grandfather like this, you are tired of it, right? When we were playing with knives, you kid was still spinning in your father's legs. Boy, cut here, if you don't cut you, you're a grandson......" Second Master Sun tilted his head and patted his neck, and sent his head to the other party's knife edge one by one.

Boss Zhao hugged his son and reprimanded loudly, he turned his head and kept making amends to Second Master Sun.

Second Master Sun didn't give up, and shouted in his mouth: "Wen San'er, what are you waiting for?" Beat me up on this little bunny, hit! Fight to the death! Kill my ......"

Wen San'er hesitated with a rolling pin, he didn't think about who killed him, the reason for his hesitation was because of the kitchen knife in the other party's hand, what if he really wanted to cut himself.

Sun Erye is old, compared to the arrogance in Tianjin Wei back then, now it can be regarded as a turning page, if this matter is put aside in the past, Boss Zhao's small roast chicken restaurant must be closed, Sun Erye is so easy to provoke? But now on the big wharf in Beiping, even the second grandfather Sun himself has become a foreigner, coupled with the unforgiving age, his heroic spirit of rolling nail boards and fishing scales in the oil pot has become the glory of the past, and it is the best policy to accept it when it is good. That day, Second Master Sun made this street upside down, and there were hundreds of people watching the excitement, and even Inspector Wang in the patrol police pavilion at the corner of the street was alarmed. Fortunately, Inspector Wang came, otherwise I don't know how this matter will end.

After the mediation of Inspector Wang, the two sides finally reached an agreement. Inspector Wang insisted on implementing the agreement into writing, but Sun Erye and Boss Zhao did not recognize a few words, and this kind of mediation similar to contract documents was drafted by Mr. Chang Laosi, a street fortune teller.

The mediation document uses a more fashionable vernacular: ...... Because the boss of the "full mouth" roast chicken restaurant Zhao deliberately pointed the buttocks and anus of the roast chicken to the door of the "Tonghe" car dealership, it caused great mental damage to the owner of the "Tonghe" car dealership, Sun Erye. After mediation, the boss of the "full mouth" roast chicken shop Zhao is willing to apologize to the owner of the "Tonghe" car dealership, Sun Erye, and give two roast chickens to ensure that such behavior will not occur again in the future. In this regard, Sun Erye, the owner of the "Tonghe" car dealership, said that he accepted the apology of the boss Zhao of the "full mouth" roast chicken restaurant, and will not be investigated in the future......

All the people involved in this matter that day were very satisfied, Second Master Sun regained face and got two roast chickens; Boss Zhao broke the fortune and eliminated the disaster, and solved the troubles once and for all; Inspector Wang and Chang Laosi helped and each got a roast chicken as a reward. Only Wen San'er didn't have anything to do. Wen San'er was very angry, he was busy with Second Master Sun for a long time, and he didn't even gnaw on a chicken bone, and what was even more annoying was that after Second Master Sun was full of wine and food that night, he asked him for the day's car in a business-like manner, and he didn't ask for a less. Wen San'er thought angrily, this old bastard, if you want to slander someone else's roast chicken, you can say it clearly, seven or eight zhang away, can you see where the roast chicken is the head and where is the ** child?

That night, if it weren't for the old Han Tou who was in the same car dealership to lend Wen San'er a dime, he would have been really hungry until the next day.

Wen San'er said that he never recognized anything, it was none of his business who would run the country, it didn't matter who was in charge, anyway, you have to let the people earn money to eat. This requirement does not seem to be high, but the Japanese do not agree with Wen San'er's reasoning, and they believe that it is better for Chinese not to eat, even if they eat, not to be full, and it is better not to eat pure grain.

The Japanese occupation authorities first announced that the fiat currency issued by the people was prohibited from circulation, and was replaced by Japanese "military stamps". No one can tell the amount of such a military ticket, whether there is a hard currency as a reserve, and whether it can be called a currency. Since all the grain needed by the Japanese army was taken from the occupied areas, coupled with the drought in North China for many years, and the general failure of harvests in various places, the grain prices in Beiping soared, and the Japanese occupation authorities adopted the method of diverting the target, blaming the grain merchants for hoarding and raising prices. The Japanese gendarmerie carried out a surprise inspection of grain merchants in Beiping, arrested 128 grain merchants in one day, seized a large amount of grain stock, and at the same time announced that grain control was imposed, and smuggling grain was a crime of smuggling, and violators were to be put to death. It was ordered that all grain numbers in the city should prohibit the processing of grain according to the normal methods in the past, and required all grain numbers to mix all kinds of miscellaneous grains together, mix them with bran, rice bran, acorns and other substances, and grind them into mixed noodles for the public.

The citizens of Beiping have not suffered this kind of crime, no matter how bad they used to be, they also had a nest to eat, although the stick noodles are not delicious, but they are pure grains, and they are delicious compared to the current mixed noodles. The color of the mixed noodles is gray, teeth, bitter taste and peculiar smell, and it is either abdominal pain and diarrhea or dry stool that cannot be pulled out. What's worse is that even the mixed noodles have to be purchased in quantities, and you want to eat enough.

Wen San'er was waiting for a loose seat at the Qianmen Railway Station, and it was easy to catch a guest who was going to Haidian, this job had to be put on hold, Wen San'er had to be happy to die, this was a fat job. According to the traffic situation in Beiping before the war, starting from Zhengyangmen, the car of the chartered car company went to Haidian Tsinghua Park, the one-way price was four yuan and five jiao, and the round-trip took five hours, the fare was six yuan, and the cost of foreign cars was halved...... The "Beiping Travel Guide" published in the 25th year of the Republic of China was also introduced to foreign tourists in this way. In other words, you can earn three yuan by pulling a foreign car to Haidian, which is definitely a big number. Kewen San'er refused without saying a word, the reason is very simple, he really doesn't have the strength to run such a long way, and it's all mixed noodles.

Wen San'er pulled the empty car and wandered around all morning before it opened, and now the market is depressed, people are panicking, and there are more people pulling the car than taking the car. Wen San'er walked past the front gate archway in frustration, wanting to try his luck back at the train station. He found that several old guys in the car dealership were basking in the sun under the wall of the arrow tower at the front door with their cats, Wen San'er gloated, it seemed that these brothers had not worked all morning. That's right, even Wen Ye hasn't opened, and these grandsons shouldn't have opened yet, Wen San'er pulled the empty car over.

The drivers were listening to the jokes of the "big pants", and from time to time there were bursts of laughter. "Big pants" is a banner man, who came from Dingzhou, Hebei in the early years, and it is said that the ancestors were also wide, but now they can't mention it, and they are not much better than Wen San'er. There is only one and a half pants in Na Laishun, and the half pants are a pair of blue cloth pants, which are worn at the beginning of May every year, and are worn until the end of October before changing their trousers. That's how the nickname "big pants" fell.

"Big Pants" has a good mouth, he has been mixed in Beiping for more than ten years, and he has not seen any other skills, but he has learned a mouthful of Beijing oil's "piece of soup" [1]

, how poor and poor that mouth is. At this time, as soon as he saw Wen San'er, he greeted happily: "Wen San'er, where did you go to rub the wall this morning?" ”

Wen San'er said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Master Wen, I'll go to Hanjiatan 'Qingyuanchun' and get along." ”

"Wen San'er, just blow it, Bada Hutong is where you go? If you kid wants to be a big teapot, no one wants it. ”

"I said big pants, don't take the bean bag as dry food, when the master of heaven comes to run, let your kid be my follower, let's go to the mouth of the alley in Shaanxi for a stop, those little ** in the Bada Hutong have to carry Wen Ye in, who Wen Ye sleeps with is to give her face. Do a good job, big pants, when the time comes, when Master Wen is happy, maybe he will reward you with a ** and let you brush the pot too. ”

"Come on, Wen San'er, you're just a stinky cart puller in your life, and you're fucking walking around the Bada Hutongs, that is, a weasel hugging a feather duster - you like it." That's a sneer.

"What's the matter, how many brothers are there, and they haven't opened yet?" Wen San'er asked.

"No, I went out at dawn in the morning, pulling the car back and forth to 'sweep the road'[2]

I haven't had a job yet. A coachman named Zheng Dabao replied.

Old Han Tou was nibbling on the mixed noodles, and he stretched his neck hard with each bite, swallowing hard.

Wen San'er made fun of the old Han head again: "What are you doing?" Old Han Tou, Jiang Taigong fishes Wang Ba - the one who wishes stretches his neck? ”

"Wen San'er, what are you pretending to be a good girl, are you making me happy?" Old Han Tou scolded.

As soon as the mixed noodles were mentioned, the "big pants" couldn't help but scold: "× fuck, the Japanese are putting road signs on their graves - leading people to death, is this thing eaten by people?" Two days ago, I went to the thatched house, and saw the old and young masters squatting in the thatched house, all of them sweating, gritting their teeth and clenching their fists, and competing with **, I don't know what kind of kung fu our old and young masters in Beiping practice. I squatted along for a while, and when it was time to wipe my ass, guess what? I touched a hand of blood, and I broke it after a long time. ”

Wen San'er smiled evilly: "I'll teach you a trick, smear some chili oil on **'er, and use it for safekeeping." ”

Na Lai Shun was about to scold back, suddenly his eyes straightened, he stared closely at a Japanese woman who was crossing the street, the woman was wearing a white satin kimono embroidered brocade flower pattern, her hair was in a high bun, her face was painted with a layer of **, her small mouth was painted red, and she was twisting her small waist and walking, it seemed that this was a Japanese prostitute. Long before the outbreak of the war, the brothels opened by the Japanese ronin had been crowded into the eight alleys, and the Japanese kiln at the east entrance of Hanjiatan was one of the more famous, and the business had been very prosperous, not only for the Japanese businessmen who did business in Beiping, but also for the Chinese dignitaries and nobles. After the fall of Beiping, these Japanese brothels became the exclusive brothels of the middle and senior officers of the Japanese army, and those Japanese prostitutes liked to dress up and go shopping in a fancy way during the day, and they haunted the downtown in twos and threes, becoming a scenic line in the Qianmen and Dashilar areas.

As soon as the coachmen saw the Japanese prostitutes, they all came to their senses, and Na Lai Shun had a lewd smile on his face, and he stared at it and commented: "Hey! This little girl is really smart, look at that little waist twisting and twisting, it's really seductive......"

Old Han's eyes were dizzy and he couldn't see clearly, he squinted and said, "What's the matter?" This just got out of her noodle pocket? There is so much white face on his face, and he will come out without shaking and shaking. ”

Zheng Dabao coaxed: "I know what this Japanese girl is called, their Japanese name is either four words or five words, what is the name of the woman's 'son', it is quite tongue-twisting, this girl is called 'crotch and belt'." ”

Na Lai Shun said: "No, no, it's called 'pure grandson'......"

The drivers laughed.

Wen San'er thought that this Japanese prostitute didn't understand Chinese, so he became bolder, and he shouted coaxingly: "Sister Devil, how about sleeping with Master Wen tonight?" Master Wen has been fighting all over his body for the past two days, and he has been hard everywhere except the crotch of his pants......"

Old Han Tou smiled and said: "Wen San'er, you say it again, I didn't hear it clearly, do you mean that the places that should be hard are not hard, and the places that shouldn't be hard are all hard?" ”

Wen San'er persevered and chased a few steps towards the Japanese woman, and shouted in his mouth: "Don't go, we haven't negotiated the price yet, Sister Devil, is it enough to sleep for two cents a night?" ”

Na Lai Shun said: "Wen San'er, keep your two cents and go home to hatch bean sprouts, uncle, I pay attention to not giving money to play in vain, and I have to keep it for our Chinese ** if you have money, this is called 'boycotting Japanese goods'." ”

"Big pants, you don't understand this, it's better to boycott Japanese goods than to pick up guns to resist Japan, how to resist the law? This is exquisite, he Japanese devils like to fight, let's not play with him, let's play with their Japanese girls, Wen Ye's gun is specially used to deal with Japanese girls......"

"Oh, I see, dare you use this gun to resist Japan? That's really good maintenance, don't really go blind when you use it. ”

"Impossible, let my sister-in-law try it if you don't believe it."

"Fuck you, your sister-in-law is from a pig......"

The Japanese woman has gone away, everyone's interest has not gone down, they all think that today's move is finally to give the old and young masters of Beiping a bad breath, and their hearts are very happy, who let your little devil bully the Chinese? Don't blame us guys for looking for a on your Japanese girls, this is called a report and a report.

Old Han Tou gritted his teeth and said: "In the year of Gengzi, Dong Fuxiang's soldiers and the Boxers surrounded the Japanese embassy in Dongjiaomin Lane like an iron bucket, and the cannons and guns greeted the embassy all over the place, which was called joy. Later, I heard that it was Lafayette who did not let them fight, so they turned their backs, and the old ladies were mistaken, if Dong Fuxiang was allowed to lead the troops to fight in, it didn't matter if it was the mothers or the children, they would all cut the grass and eradicate the roots, destroy these grandchildren, let little Japan know that we Chinese are not easy to mess with, maybe they will not dare to stab later. ”

Wen San'er sighed with emotion: "Why do you say these Japanese are so short? One by one is not as tall as my cock, and the other day I met a little devil at Dashilar, and I drew a picture behind him, fuck! This grandson's size is also under my nose, just half a head shorter than me, I said in my heart, if you go one-on-one, Wen Ye scratches the crotch with one hand, and the rest of the hand can pinch this grandson to death......"

Wen San'er was talking energetically, but he was caught off guard by a heavy kick on his buttocks, and almost hit his face on the city wall, he found that the faces of Na Lai Shun and Lao Han Tou and others had changed color, and everyone's eyes were looking straight behind him in horror. Wen San'er turned around and saw a Chinese policeman in a black uniform standing in front of him, and two Japanese soldiers wearing yellow military uniforms and black collar badges beside him. Wen San'er's cold sweat flowed down his head all of a sudden, this time it's a wrinkle, dare to love that Japanese girl understands Chinese, not only called the police, but also recruited Japanese soldiers, this time it's a hand ** wipe your ass - a big disaster is coming.

A Japanese soldier slowly walked up in front of Wen San'er, looking him up and down expressionlessly, Wen San'er trembled and bowed to the Japanese military police to show respect, he felt that the Japanese soldier's gaze was cold.

The Chinese policeman pointed at Na Lai Shun: "You, stand up for me." ”

Na Lai Shun stood up with a sad face and argued: "Boss, I didn't do anything, I'm a good citizen." ”

"Good people? You are a good citizen, but you are not small, dare to flirt with Japanese women, do you have a kind? Stand over to me, against the wall. ”

Na Lai Shun and Wen San'er were ordered to stand side by side at the base of the city wall, Na Lai Shun shouted injustice in his mouth, but Wen San'er didn't care about arguing, his eyes were fixed on the waist of the Japanese soldier, where there was a pistol holster like Wang Ba Gai'er. Wen San'er said in his heart, these two devils have nothing to do, just don't touch their waists, once they take out their guns, they will be fucking in trouble.

But Wen San'er came whatever he was afraid of, and a Japanese soldier slowly lifted Wang Bagai'er, took out his pistol, and pushed the bullet into the chamber with a "click......

Fang Jinglin passed through the Qianmen archway according to the daily patrol route and was about to turn west, and suddenly saw many people surrounded by the wall of the arrow tower, including Japanese soldiers in yellow uniforms, and there was a hoarse cry in the wind. It didn't look like it came out of a human voice, and who would make it if it weren't for the horror of the extreme? Fang Jinglin didn't need to guess to know that it must be some atrocities committed by the Japanese soldiers, since the fall of Beiping, Fang Jinglin has witnessed too many atrocities.

Fang Jinglin was a little hesitant, he knew very well that in the eyes of the Japanese occupation forces, the Chinese police were not even puppets, and the result of intervening in the atrocities was likely to harm himself. A few days ago, a policeman in Xicheng was seriously injured because he prevented several Japanese ronin from beating up a vendor, and the newly appointed police chief Shen Wanshan issued an internal report on the matter, saying that the policeman violated the order and exceeded his authority and took the blame for himself, and warned all police officers that in the future, all cases involving Japanese people must not be intervened without authorization, and the Japanese gendarmerie should be notified to deal with it, otherwise they will bear the consequences. Fang Jinglin quickly thought about it for a while, and decided to go over and take a look, although he knew that this move was extremely risky, and maybe his life was in danger, but he couldn't do this kind of thing when he saw his compatriots suffering.

Fang Jinglin turned around and walked towards the crowd.

Wen San'er and Na Laishun were in a very bad situation, and it seemed that these two Japanese soldiers didn't bother to arrest them, so they simply shot them on the spot. Wen San'er cried in despair, his legs were weak, his body against the city wall was unstable, and he was about to slip out of the ground, his mind became fragmented under the pressure of great fear. God, this is too much, and you will be shot if you commit this little thing? It's not too late for you to ask and then kill, okay, you don't even bother to try it, and you will use the front door building as an execution ground......

Na Lai Shun suddenly burst out with an earth-shattering cry: "Taijun, can you spare me...... I have an eighty-year-old mother...... There's a big family down there...... They all point to me to live their lives...... Whining...... I didn't say anything...... It's Wen San'er, it's Wen San'er who said it......"

This big pants is really unrighteous, and when he dies, he still pushes things on others, is there such a thing? Wen San'er stared at Na Lai Shun fiercely, eager to strangle him. He was about to scold Na Shun for a few words, but suddenly he was silent again, because he found that his crotch was wet again.

The Japanese soldiers had already raised their guns to aim at them, when Fang Jinglin walked into the crowd and shouted in Japanese: "Wait a minute, I have something to say......"

The two Japanese soldiers lowered their guns in surprise, they didn't seem to understand why this Chinese policeman was so bold and dared to stop the imperial army's execution?

Fang Jinglin recognized the policeman as Wang Youcheng, a colleague in the bureau, he didn't seem to be mentally prepared for murder, he was already so frightened that his face turned pale, and he stammered a little when he spoke: "Old Fang, you ...... Don't you ...... Don't fight with the Japanese...... Come on, have something to say...... Say ...... well."

Fang Jinglin ignored Wang Youcheng, he paid attention to the ranks of the Japanese soldiers, and one of them had a two-star military cao on his epaulette [3]

The other was only a private of the first class, and the black swallowtail collar badge they wore indicated their status as a gendarme.

Fang Jinglin saluted Jun Cao and said: "Mr. Gendarme, I am Officer Fang Jinglin, this area is my patrol area, according to the regulations, any public security cases that occur in this area should be handled by me, please hand over the criminals to me." ”

Fang Jinglin was not very proficient in Japanese, but the two Japanese military policemen obviously understood, and Jun Cao seemed to be very dissatisfied with Fang Jinglin's obstruction, he raised his pistol and put the muzzle of the gun on Fang Jinglin's head, and said coldly: "Officer, you seem to be very guts, what, do you want to die for these two bastards?" ”

Fang Jinglin looked at Jun Cao without changing his face and said: "You can shoot, but this is where my duty lies, and it is also the public security management regulations just announced by your army headquarters, so I don't plan to give in, unless you kill me." ”

Jun Cao's index finger slowly tightened the trigger, and Wang Youcheng was so frightened that he kept bowing to Jun Cao: "Taijun, Taijun, he just came, he is not sensible, you raise your noble hand and spare him......"

Fang Jinglin was furious: "Wang Youcheng, get out of the way for me, are you still a fucking man?" ”

The two Japanese gendarmes were surprised by Fang Jinglin's toughness, they muttered a few words in a low voice, things seemed to have taken a turn for the better, and Jun Cao put down his pistol...... Wen San'er, who was standing at the base of the wall, felt a burst of ecstasy, this time there is salvation, God has eyes, how can he be killed for this little thing?

Jun Cao put the pistol back in his holster, stared at Fang Jinglin and said, "Officer, if you agree to my request, I can not shoot these two bastards." My demand is that you pay the price for offending the Imperial Army, how about we slap you twice each? Of course, you can also refuse, we will not force it, but these two people will definitely be shot. ”

Fang Jinglin nodded and said, "If this can dispel your desire to kill, of course I can agree, let's do it." ”

Jun Cao laughed, he took off his white gloves, shook his palm insultingly in front of Fang Jinglin's eyes, and suddenly opened his bow left and right and slapped him twice. Fang Jinglin had never been beaten up when he was so old, he only felt that his eyes were full of gold stars and his cheeks were hot, and it took him a lot of effort to control himself, and he didn't rush towards Jun Cao. He tried to calm down, pointed his finger at the first-class soldier and said arrogantly, "You, come again!" ”

"Smack! Syllable! Two more slaps were slapped on Fang Jinglin's face, and his cheeks became red and swollen. Fang Jinglin bit his lip fiercely, and actually bit his lip, and a wisp of blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth and dripped onto the collar...... This kind of insult is worse than death.

The matter was not over at this point, and the two Japanese military policemen thought that although Wen San'er and Na Lai Shun could live, they could not go unpunished, so one to one, according to Wen San'er and Na Lai Shun's faces, they slapped them left and right, and at this time, a series of crackling and crisp sounds came out on the faces of the two people. Although these two Japanese gendarmes are not tall, they are stout and stocky, full of physical strength, and each palm carries great explosive power......

Wen San'er couldn't remember when the Japanese left, but when he was more sober, he felt something strange on his face, and his eyes couldn't be opened no matter how hard he tried, he used his fingers to open his swollen eyelids and glanced at the sky, and found that the sky was still so blue, and the sun was still so bright, Wen San'er understood that he could finally survive, compared to life, the beating just now was just a piece of cake. By the way, if Officer Fang hadn't stopped him, he would have crossed the bridge by now. Officer Fang, benefactor, I have to kowtow to him to thank him, what about Officer Fang? Where is he? Wen San'er once again opened her eyelids to find Fang Jinglin......

He found that Fang Jinglin had left early.

Wen San'er couldn't forget this day, and he firmly remembered that two major events happened on this day. Of course, the beating just now counted, but it wasn't the worst, thanks to that officer Fang. Usually, the foreign coachmen hate the police the most, and they call them "stinky foot patrol" behind their backs, but they didn't expect that there are good people in the "stinky foot patrol", if it wasn't for the Fang police officer who was beaten for them just now, Wen San'er and Na Lai Shun would have to let the Japanese be killed, and they killed a Chinese like an ant.

Half an hour after Wen San'er was beaten, a bloody case occurred in Langfang Toutiao, not far from the arrow tower at the front gate, in which two people were killed, one of whom was the Japanese military police who had just slapped Wen San'er. The other deceased was a Chinese, and no one expected his death, and even Wen San'er was shocked when he heard about it, he turned out to be the second shunzi who was so honest that he couldn't kick a fart with three feet.

Ershunzi is an honest and almost wooden person, he has never blushed with anyone since he was a child, and even the girls in the alley dared to bully him when he was a child, and Ershunzi was bullied only squatting under the wall and covering his face and crying, even if he was killed, he didn't dare to fight back, and it was recognized as a soft commodity near and far. is such a person, and he actually did something earth-shattering.

Ershunzi sells roasted sweet potatoes for a living, he has a modified trolley, on which is put in a coal stove made of oil drums, the stove is set up with barbed wire, the white potatoes are listed on the net and baked until they are ripe, the smell of burnt sweet fragrance can float far away, the people of Beiping like this kind of food.

Since the implementation of the food control order in Beiping, Er Shunzi has been blinded. White potatoes undoubtedly belong to the grain category, and of course they are also listed as prohibited from buying and selling without permission, and violators are considered "economic crimes". Ershunzi's father died early, he started baking sweet potatoes at the age of fourteen, the family's mother and sister are dependent on him to feed, and the life of a family of three has been tight, this kind of bastard ban is obviously to cut off Ershunzi's way of life.

Ershunzi is the kind of person who admits death, and the people of Beiping call this "axis". He was illiterate, his vision and knowledge were narrow, he only knew how to do it at sunrise and rest at sunset, and he lived his life cautiously, and he had no interest in anything that happened outside the door. Even the 29th Army's war with the Japanese at Lugou Bridge was such a big thing, Er Shunzi was confused, he just vaguely heard what the neighbors said, and he didn't take it to heart at all, just fight the war, what does it matter to him? Ershunzi is concerned about the issue of survival, and has never known what a country and a nation are. Since the Japanese issued a food control order, Er Shunzi also understood that selling roasted white potatoes so loudly would stab Lou Zi, as for how big Lou Zi would be, Er Shunzi did not have this kind of imagination, he thought that if he continued to do it, once the Japanese found out that it was a big deal to take a few mouths, he could still pull people to the vegetable market and cut off their heads? Is it worth it for this little thing? Of course, roasted white potatoes have to be sold, what does his family of three eat if he doesn't sell them?

The third aunt of Ershunzi married in the mountains around Mentougou in her early years, and has been walking around very diligently for many years, where it is still relatively peaceful, I heard that the Communist Party established an anti-Japanese base over there, and the Japanese do not dare to cross the Lugou Bridge and the Yongding River in addition to routine sweeps. The source of Ershunzi is taken from the third aunt's house in Mentougou, and the key is how to get white potatoes into the city, which is a highly technical operation. There are Japanese soldiers standing guard at the city gates of Xizhimen and Fuchengmen, usually two Japanese soldiers with two puppet soldiers on duty, they can casually check the passers-by, especially the pedestrians with baskets and back pockets, the purpose is to arrest the people who smuggle grain, and many people carrying grain have capsized there. Captured in the gendarmerie, the result of which is that he has to shed his skin even if he does not die.

Don't look at Ershunzi is usually timid, once it is related to his livelihood, the courage is surprisingly big, when he goes to Mentougou to transport white potatoes, he is day and night, and walks the path, to the outside of the city to find a secluded place to bury the white potatoes, and then carry a few in his arms through the sentry, just back and forth, sometimes it takes twenty or thirty trips to transport all the goods home. Ershunzi's luck is not bad, and there has been no accident in more than a year.

However, luck can't always accompany Ershunzi, and something big happened today.

The two Japanese gendarmes beat Wen San'er and Na Lai Shun violently, and they were already a little tired, so they sent the Chinese policeman back to the patrol police room to hand over the errand, and the two of them walked through the Qianmen archway and walked south along Qianmen Street. The place where he sells roasted white potatoes is at the east entrance of Langfang Toutiao, which is on the route of the Japanese military police.

Ershunzi's business is very prosperous, people who buy baked white potatoes have gathered in a circle, recently the citizens of Beiping have eaten mixed noodles and their faces are green, and when they see the fragrant baked white potatoes, they are like being hooked away, and they have paid money to surround them. Ershunzi's business has never been so good, he was a little carried away for a while, not only raised the price but also knocked on the stove and shouted.

The two Japanese military policemen happened to walk here, and when they saw Ershunzi banging on the stove and shouting, their faces immediately drooped, and they felt that this Chinese was really underbeaten, and since the imperial army had issued a grain control order, this peddler actually dared to fight against the imperial army in broad daylight. If you only did it secretly, but this kid actually banged loudly and shouted, as if he was afraid that others would not know, this is simply a fart with the decree of the imperial army.

Ershunzi didn't notice the danger approaching at all, and he continued to shout loudly while busy collecting money, and he was kicked in the back of the waist. The first class soldier wore stiff suede shoes, and he was very forceful, and the diminutive second straight flew lightly three meters away, and plunged into the ground, knocking his lips open.

Ershunzi has never been beaten so badly, he feels very aggrieved, very helpless, these Japanese are too unreasonable, he has been selling baked white potatoes for a living since he was fourteen years old, and he has been living on this for so many years, and it is not this line of work that you Japanese have only done after they came, who did you provoke? No matter how big the world is, it can't be more than the word "reason", it is an individual who must always be reasonable, and the Japanese are no exception, so why beat people? Ershunzi cried, he cried very sadly.

The two Japanese gendarmes ignored Ershunzi, and according to the usual practice, they first smashed the business utensils of the illegal traders, and then considered how to clean up the parties. Jun Cao first kicked the stove down, and the white potatoes in the stove rolled to the ground, and the first class soldier carefully trampled the white potatoes one by one with his feet. Er Shunzi couldn't care about crying, he crawled over in distress and wanted to pick up the white potato that was trampled on, but he was kicked again and kicked back to the position just now. Er Shunzi cried and knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Jun Cao again and again: "Taijun, Taijun, please spare me, I won't dare to sell it in the future, don't smash my stove, don't smash my car...... My family of three can all eat at it...... Taijun, I beg you......"

The first class soldier found a hammer from the shop facing the street, and according to the wheelbarrow wheel of Ershunzi, the metal tile ring was immediately deformed, and the spokes of the wheelbed were also bent, and the hammer seemed to knock on the heart of Ershunzi, and he let out a miserable scream: "Don't smash it, please......"

Private 1st Class "snapped" and "snapped" a few more hammers, and the cart became a pile of scrap metal under the continuous heavy blows, and he turned around and smashed the hammer into the stove again.

At this time, Ershunzi felt discouraged, he was like many poor children who grew up in Beiping Hutong, he had never seen the world, and he was used to picking and searching, in the eyes of others, this tattered trolley seemed to be a pile of scrap iron, but in Ershunzi's heart was all the hope of his family of three, ruining it was equivalent to ruining Ershunzi's life. Ershunzi is finally desperate, a desperate person can do anything. No one knows what Ershunzi was thinking at this moment, maybe he didn't have time to think about anything, just out of a subconscious action. According to eyewitnesses, Ershunzi jumped up like lightning with both hands on the fire bill, as agile as a leopard, and he stabbed the private who smashed the car with his back to him with all his might...... The fire bar was made of a twelve-millimeter-diameter steel bar, and the tip was sharpened to an unusually sharp point, and at this point, the fire bar became a formidable weapon. The first class soldier's reaction was not slow, he heard a movement behind him and hurriedly turned around, at this moment, the sharp weapon that could have stabbed him in the back at all passed directly through his neck, and the two-foot-long strip was like a hot knife cutting butter, effortlessly piercing through the other side of the neck, and the first class fell on his back before he could scream...... Ershunzi grabbed the tong and tried hard to pull it out and continue to attack Jun Cao, but he had no chance. Juncao's gun rang out, and he kept pulling the trigger with his shouting, and the gunfire exploded incessantly until all the bullets in the magazine were fired into Ershunzi's chest......

Fang Jinglin stared at the two Japanese gendarmes walking away before leaving, at this time, Wen San'er and Na Laishun had been beaten dizzy, and they couldn't tell the difference between the southeast and the northwest, Fang Jinglin looked at them with pity and left without a sound.

He continued his patrol west along the moat, the anger in his heart that could not be quelled for a long time. He remembered the appearance of the Japanese military Cao, and thought that one day he would kill this devil with his own hands, and now he and the devil are no longer the confrontation between countries and nations, but the bitter hatred between individuals. He insulted Fang Jinglin, and sooner or later he would have to pay it back with his life. Of course, Fang Jinglin knows that an underground worker of the Communist Party should not be rash, everything should be based on the party's cause and organizational principles, personal honor and disgrace are nothing, and everyone understands the truth, but he is a man, and he really can't face insults calmly.

A hand was placed on his shoulder, and a familiar voice sounded in his ears: "Brother Jinglin, don't come to harm?" ”

Fang Jinglin knew that it was Xu Jinge as soon as he heard it, he didn't look back, and continued to walk forward and said, "Brother Jinge, you didn't leave?" ”

"Go, where are you going? I like Beiping, I'm not here, Beiping is not lively. Yo, what's wrong with your face, let people slap it? ”

"What's so strange about this, in this business, it's either me beating others or others beating me, get used to it, what's wrong?" Fang Jinglin said in his mouth, but his eyes were observing the movements around him.

"I need your help, I want to visit your director Shen Wanshan, can you help me get in touch?"

Fang Jinglin smiled: "What kind of vision do you Boss Dai, how can the military commander get rid of traitors?" ”

"I'm sorry, so we have to clean up the portal, otherwise our boss won't have the face to see people." I want to know Director Shen's address and the pattern of his movements, and it should be faster. ”

"How can I find you?" Fang Jinglin asked.

"I'll look for you, I know your daily patrol routes."

"Got it, is there anything else?"

"Brother Jinglin, I know that you are a conscientious Chinese, ask irrelevant words, which part do you belong to? It's not the Communist Party, right? Oh, if you don't want to answer, even if I don't ask. ”

"A gentleman is cautious but not quarrelsome, and the group is not a party, is it not enough to be a conscientious Chinese? To tell you the truth, my errand was originally mixed with food, and it is my duty to be loyal to my duties, who made me a policeman? But just now, I was slapped four times by the Japanese military police, you understand, right? I have a feud with the Japanese and the traitors, and as long as I kill them, I can do whatever I need to help. Fang Jinglin said with anger on his face.

Xu Jinge seemed to be relieved, he patted Fang Jinglin's shoulder to comfort: "Brother, you have been wronged, you have to endure it no matter what, let's remember this revenge first, sooner or later we will have to revenge, you are busy, I will go first." ”

Fang Jinglin silently looked at Xu Jinge's back and thought, even if it is now the cooperation of the Kuomintang and the Communist Party to jointly resist Japan, he has no right to reveal his identity, although Xu Jinge is still a bloody man, but the military command department is a place where the devil is special.

Ershunzi's death made Wen San'er shed a few tears. Wen San'er has no friends, no one takes him seriously in this world, only Er Shunzi is really good to him, and his worship of Wen San'er is sincere, even after Wen San'er bragged and was beaten up in the tavern last time, even Wen San'er himself was embarrassed to see Er Shunzi, but Er Shunzi still respectfully called him Brother Wen when he met, and did everything possible to find a way to give Wen San'er a step down. According to Er Shunzi's explanation, a master of kung fu like Brother Wen doesn't bother to compete with those little ruffians at all, the more profound the kung fu people are, the more they can bear it, I heard the story, Han Xin also drilled into other people's crotch back then, Brother Wen was reluctant to make a move because he was afraid of hurting those two boys, who wants to make a life lawsuit for this little thing? Listening to Er Shunzi's explanation, Wen San'er was relieved, not only did he not feel undignified, but he felt that his face was bright, and he even had a sense of mission, Master Wen is doing great things, can he take care of those ruffians? Through this incident, the relationship between Wen San'er and Er Shunzi has become closer, but how can he say that he is gone if he is such a lively person, Wen San'er has a deeper understanding of the concept of slaves in the country. What is a slave? According to Wen San'er's understanding, his country has been destroyed, and the common people have become cucumbers on the board, and people can shoot how they want, whether they want to make cold salad or stir-fry people. If the battle is defeated, the people are the masters, and the Chinese have to be grandsons.

What puzzled Wen San'er the most was that Er Shunzi, who was usually soft, had an evil energy that came from nowhere that day, and he actually slaughtered a Japanese soldier, which was really a bit bloody. Wen San'er asked himself, if this matter was left on him, he wouldn't dare to do it if he was killed, was this a joke?

Wen San'er thought about it for a long time, and finally made a decision, he wanted to avenge Ershunzi. Since it is revenge, of course, it is necessary to determine who is the main enemy. It stands to reason that the enemy who caused the death of Ershunzi was the Japanese, this Wen San'er doesn't seem to be able to provoke him, the Japanese are too powerful, even the 29th Army was defeated, not to mention Wen San'er, a cart-pulling man, the old Chinese saying found him a step, "A gentleman's revenge, ten years is not too late." The question is, who are the indirect perpetrators? This needs to be thought through. If it weren't for the fact that day, if they hadn't come to owe and made fun of the Japanese ladies first, then the Japanese ladies would not have gone to the Japanese gendarmerie, and if the two Japanese gendarmes hadn't come, Wen San'er would not have been beaten, but when they came, they not only beat Wen San'er but also slipped to the headlines of the corridor, and killed Ershunzi there. To be counted in this way, the culprit should be Na Lai Shun, thanks to this grandson's stinky mouth, and what is even more annoying is that Na Lai Shun is not righteous, and at the critical moment, he will push things on others, and let Wen San'er go to the thunder, fortunately, the two Japanese military policemen don't understand Chinese, otherwise it would have been a big trouble that day. The big pants guy is a fucking villain if it's light, and it's a traitor if it's serious. Ershunzi can't just die in vain, there is a wrong, there is a debtor, and the enemy is the grandson of Na Laishun, Wen San'er finally figured out this matter logically.

Xu Jinge received an order from the "dark horse" to rush to a western pharmacy called "Nanshantang" on Guang'anmen Nei Street, and there was an important announcement. Xu Jinge didn't dare to slack off, and immediately rushed to Guangnei Street to find the "Nanshantang" Western pharmacy.

The person who received Xu Jinge was actually Zeng Che again, he was dressed as a typical trader, with a black satin horse coat with a group of flowers, thin cotton pants, trouser legs, and a narrow black ribbon wrapped around his legs, a small black satin hat on his head, and a red coral bead on the top of the hat. Xu Jinge laughed, in his impression, Zeng Che is always dressed in a military uniform, wearing a major collar badge, at all times he is a military dignified, with a soldier's unique coldness and toughness on his face, today he suddenly saw Zeng Che's dress, Xu Jinge felt very funny.

Zeng Che smiled and stretched out his hand to Xu Jinge and said, "Brother Jinge, I heard that you have been like a rabbit recently, and you have been chased around by the Japanese, right?" ”

Xu Jinge shook hands with him and replied, "Where, I'm playing games with the Japanese." I said that the shopkeeper Zeng, has he made a fortune recently? ”

Zeng Che motioned for Xu Jinge to sit down, and said straight to the point: "You mean this shop?" Then let me tell you, this is according to the instructions of the 'dark horse', to set you up a home, I am the one who does it, let's see, how about it? To tell you the truth, I am reluctant to leave, but for me, this shop is also a passing god of wealth, and I can't keep it if I want to. ”

Xu Jinge asked in surprise: "What, let me be the shopkeeper of the pharmacy?" To be honest, I haven't dealt with medicine since I'm so old, and the names of thousands of Western medicines alone are enough for me to carry for two months. ”

Zeng Che pointed to a few books on the table and said: "The book has been prepared for you, within half a month, you must master the names and shapes of hundreds of Western medicines, and it is best to know the pharmacological knowledge of some common medicines. ”

Xu Jinge nodded and said, "I understand, resolutely carry out the order." ”

Zeng Che clapped his hands outside the living room, and a young woman walked in. Xu Jinge turned around when he heard the footsteps, and he felt that his eyes lit up, this woman was actually Yang Qiuping, she was wearing a moon-white soft satin cheongsam, cut just right, outlining her slender waist and undulating curves, like a weak willow supporting the wind, graceful and moving.

Yang Qiuping bowed respectfully to Xu Jinge and said, "Hello husband, Qiuping greets you." ”

"Is that you?" Xu Jinge turned to Zeng Che, "Brother Zeng, is this also part of the mission?" ”

"Of course, this is your wife, give you half a month to fall in love, and get married in half a month, but it must be Ming Media who is marrying and putting on a show."

"You mean really married?" Xu Jinge asked in surprise.

"At least formally, of course, no one interferes with whether you are married or not, it's your own business, but I hope you make it true, because I think you're a good match. How's it going, Brother Jingo, what's the problem? Zeng Che's cold face showed a rare smile.

Xu Jinge lit a cigarette and said with a cynical smile: "Of course there is no problem, it is said that the national disaster is at the head, and the eldest husband should serve the battlefield, but if accompanying the beauty is also part of the task, then Xu has no choice but to laugh." Brother Zeng, thank you for conveying a beautiful message to me. ”

Yang Qiuping sneered: "Mr. Xu, don't be too happy, don't use 'Nanshan Hall' as a major alley, you better remember the names of those medicines first, as for other thoughts, you'd better save your brain." After Yang Qiuping finished speaking, she turned around and walked out of the living room.

Xu Jinge looked at her back embarrassedly and said to himself: "Yo, my temper is not small, this is my wife, she is even more powerful than my mother." ”

Zeng Che looked at Xu Jinge sympathetically: "Brother Jinge, you can do it yourself." ”

Wen San'er found that it was not easy to find trouble with someone, and when he saw Wen San'er recently, a flattering smile appeared on his face, and his attitude was also very humble, he probably felt that he was a little wrong, and tried to make Wen San'er forget those unpleasantness. When he collected the car two days ago, Wen San'er mustered up the courage to turn his face with him, but he didn't expect that Lai Shun would diligently hand over a "Hademen" cigarette roll, Wen San'er couldn't react for a while, and he took it by magic, and Lai Shun hurriedly struck a match to help him light it. Once he smoked someone else's cigarette, Wen San'er was embarrassed to turn his face with him, and the revenge had to be put back. Wen San'er thought angrily, that Laishun's grandson usually lives a very hard life, and he can't wait for a copper plate to be crushed into a flower, when did he ever see him smoke "Hademen" cigarettes, is he a smoker of this kind of cigarette? This is obviously because he feels that he is at a loss, and he wants to use Xiao En Xiaohui to buy Wen San'er.

Wen San'er decided never to smoke Na Shun's cigarette again, resolutely not to smoke, and then smoke it is his grandson, not to mention "Hademen", even "Red Tin Bag", a life of Er Shunzi, how can it be a cigarette to send away?

The opportunity finally came, when the car was handed over at the car dealership in the evening, Na Lai Shun came over with Erhuang, it seemed that this kid was very happy today, which made Wen San'er look at him more and more unpleasantly. What's even more annoying is that Na Lai Shun took out the bag of "Hardmen", took out one and smoked it by himself, and didn't even mean to let others go. Wen San'er pondered, this grandson probably hasn't bought a pack of cigarettes for a hundred years, the purpose is to use this pack of cigarettes to plug Wen San'er's mouth, and now he estimates that the crisis has passed, so he is reluctant to smoke anymore, so he simply keeps it for himself to smoke, what is it? You have to beat him for this. Thinking of this, Wen San'er decided to make a mistake, he crossed his shoulders, blocked the way that came and went, and looked at him with slanted eyes and said, "I said big pants, we seem to have an account that has not yet been settled." ”

That Lai Shun didn't expect Wen San'er to suddenly attack, he thought that the matter had already passed, but after all, he felt that he was a little wrong, he almost killed the Japanese that day, he was frightened, and in a hurry, he put the responsibility on Wen San'er, that was really frightened, the conscience of heaven and earth, he didn't mean to hurt anyone. Na Lai Shun's confidence was insufficient, and his tone was very soft: "Brother, what happened that day, are you angry with my brother?" You dissipate your anger, listen to me, didn't we catch up with the bad luck that day, we were originally making fun of the Japanese **, who knew that the little ** recruited the gendarme? If I had known......"

"Humph! I knew earlier, why the didn't you sleep on the urine kang? That's Shun, I'll × your mother. Wen San'er scolded.

That Lai Shun's face was a little unbearable: "Wen San'er, why do you open your mouth and scold people?" If you want to do this, we have to talk about it well, your mouth was not idle that day, and I didn't provoke the matter alone, besides, if you are beaten, you should go to the Japanese to settle accounts, what kind of trouble are you looking for with me? ”

Wen San'er sneered: "I can't mess with the Japanese, Master Wen, I have the ability to clean you up,!" I really didn't find out that there was still a traitor like you in our 'Tonghe' car dealership. ”

Na Lai Shun was furious, and he grabbed Wen San'er by the collar: "Who the hell are you talking about as a traitor?" Don't be embarrassed, do you think Lao Tzu is afraid of you? Say it again, Lao Tzu broke you. ”

The old Han Tou, who had just come back from collecting the car, hurriedly came up to persuade: "Come on, come on, don't say a word, it's been a day's worth of pulling the car, what's wrong if you're not tired?" ”

The boss, Second Master Sun, heard the noise and walked in, and saw the two pulling together, and there was a persuasion next to them. Second Master Sun was overjoyed: "Don't pull them, let them fight." Hit? If you don't kill a single one today, it's not a human beating, second master, I'm idle anyway, it's fun to watch the fight, fight! Whoever wins the second master, I will exempt him from today's car. ”

Since he was going to do it, Wen San'er didn't bother to fight with Na Lai Shun, he slapped Na Lai Shun on the face, making a crisp sound, and Na Lai Shun was suddenly blind. Wen San'er is not good at slapping people, this is a technical job, the lethality is not great, usually the slap can not achieve the effect of a move to defeat the enemy, mainly used to insult the opponent, generally hit the opponent on the cheek, and Wen San'er is headless and brainless to slap from the front, this time the eyes and nose of Na Lai Shun are included in the slap attack, so that Na Lai Shun snot and tears roll down, he is in a hurry to follow Wen San'er's crotch is a kick...... If this kick hits the place, this fight will not have to be fought again, Wen San'er will cover his crotch and automatically withdraw from the fight, fortunately, this kick was kicked in the air, just passed between Wen San'er's legs, and Wen San'er was unharmed.

"Good!" Second Master Sun and the guys cheered in unison. Second Master Sun commented hatefully: "Fuck, this foot is a little bit accurate, that's good, don't fucking be sure, the expert said, hands are like two doors, all with your feet." Then again, the leg technique is not something that anyone can practice, and I ...... second master back then."

Before Second Master Sun's words fell, Wen San'er suddenly got into Na Lai Shun's crotch with a cat's waist, wanting to carry the other party with his shoulders...... This is a dangerous move, known as "black dog drill crotch". Wen San'er saw the wrestler Shen San'er on the overpass many times to use this trick, Shen San'er seemed to be very easy to use this trick, he bent his waist in place, and then put his waist all the way, the opponent was carried by him head down on his shoulder, this set of actions is like flowing water, relaxed, looking very chic, Shen San'er easily shook his shoulder, and the opponent plunged into the ground to make a mouth and gnaw mud. Wen San'er has watched Shen San'er's wrestling many times, and he is no longer familiar with the various tricks of Shen San'er's wrestling, he thinks that he has mastered the wrestling skills, and the average opponent is not a problem. In fact, Wen San'er ignored one point, he lacked actual combat experience, and it was not easy to use these seemingly simple actions. It should be said that Wen San'er drilled under Na Lai Shun's crotch, and his movements were still relatively in place, but he found the problem as soon as he carried it, and Na Lai Shun didn't move at all. It's terrible, Na Lai Shun instead hugged Wen San'er's back waist and made a lot of effort, Wen San'er's legs rose into the air, his head turned down into a big top shape, he kicked his feet in the air, and his hands grabbed in mid-air, but he only caught Na Lai Shun's trouser legs. Na Lai Shun asked proudly in the laughter of everyone: "Wen San'er, are you convinced?" ”

Wen San'er said stiffly: "Master Wen is not convinced, what's the matter?" He tore the cuff of his trousers with all his might.

As I said earlier, Na Lai Shun is this pair of half pants all year round, he cherishes it very much, he may not care if you tear a piece of his skin, just don't tear his pants. At this time, Na Shun was so distressed that he jumped down with Wen San'er in his arms, and with a "bang", Wen San'er's head smashed on the ground like a rammer. This trick was very vicious, almost poking Wen San'er's head into the cavity, Wen San'er felt that the stars were shining in front of him for a while, and the laughter of the people around him gradually became hazy......

Second Master Sun laughed, he clutched his stomach and shouted breathlessly: "Wen San'er, you are angry with me, just two times after a long time?" You're a weasel drilling mill - a hard-charged donkey with a big tail. Then come to Shun, ram it a few more times, and you will be exempted from the car today, and let Wen San'er pay double copies......"

Na Laishun's morale was greatly boosted, and he shouted: "Second Master Xie." After speaking, he hugged Wen San'er and rammed it to the ground a few times.

Old Han couldn't bear it, so he persuaded: "Come on, it's not enough to kill people, you can take advantage of it, and if you ram it like this, you should ram Wen San'er stupidly, and you still don't let people pull the car?" Let go. ”

Lai Shun was also tired, so he simply made a favor, so as soon as his hands were loosened, Wen San'er fell headfirst to the ground......

In Wen San'er's words, if people are unlucky, they will hit their heels when they fart. This fight was really wretched, not to mention the public scandal, and was fined double the car by Sun Erye. In the days that followed, Wen San'er's sense of direction was a little wrong, and several times he almost hit a telephone pole with his car, and the scene that greeted him was always so strange and fickle...... Damn, it's still the same sentence, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

Wen San'er was not very lucky today, he bumped into Lu Zhongyong as soon as he got out of the car in the morning, he wanted to pretend not to see it and avoid this guy, but Lu Zhongyong was also sharp-eyed, and shouted across the road: "Wen San'er, you kid come over to me." ”

Wen San'er had no choice but to pull the car across the road and say hello to Lu Zhongyong: "What's the matter, Master Lu, is there something wrong?" ”

Lu Zhongyong was sitting on a wonton stall bench eating wontons, and while drinking hot soup, he took out a banknote and slapped it on the table, and ordered in a tone of treating his subordinates: "Go, buy me a set of baked cakes and fruits in front of me." ”

Wen San'er protested: "I said Master Lu, why do you take me as a follower?" I'm sorry, I don't have time to run errands for you, I still have to earn money. He turned around to leave.

"Stop! Did I let you go? If you are told to go, you will go, where is all this nonsense? I have chartered your car, Lu Ye, today, do you understand? You'll have to listen to me today. Lu Zhongyong was so scalded by the hot wonton soup that he sizzled and inhaled the cool air.

Wen San'er is afraid that Lu Zhongyong will take his car, according to past experience, this kid will push back when he comes to paying for the car, always saying that he will record the account first, and then he will not pay back the money nine times out of ten, and his reputation is very problematic. In the past, Wen San'er could still reason with him, but now he doesn't dare, since the Japanese entered the city, Lu Zhongyong has grown up in the market, Wen San'er can't figure out what kind of official he has been, anyway, with the support of the Japanese, he can't afford to provoke him. Wen San'er said with a smile: "Master Lu, it's no problem to charter a car, you are an old employer, I will charge less, but there is one thing, you have to pay first." ”

Lu Zhongyong narrowed his eyes: "Wen San'er, I know what you kid thinks, I'm afraid that Lu Ye won't give you money?" Tell you, that's the old emperor's calendar, I'm Lu Zhongyong now a master, you kid don't take the land lord as a fairy, don't say it's a little car money, if you serve Lu Ye and I comfortably, and give you a good job in Japan, that's also a matter of one sentence. ”

"Come on, Master Lu, I'll do it with you today, and when you get a job for me in the Japanese gendarmerie, we'll be content." Wen San'er said sarcastically.

"Yo ho, I really didn't see it, you still want to be in the gendarmerie like this? Do you want to be an emperor? It's nice that you can fucking pull a cart and get out of a straight line. Lu Zhongyong scolded with a smile.

Lu Zhongyong is going to the Qingle Theater today to hold a party, which is sponsored by the Xinmin Association, and the main content is to establish contacts between cultural celebrities in Beiping and the Japanese occupation authorities and promote "Sino-Japanese friendship." A large number of invitations have been sent, or Lu Zhongyong personally wrote them to show solemnity, and the signature is "Lu Zhongyong, vice president of the Beiping Xinmin Association".

Today's party was directly planned by Lu Zhongyong, and he was busy for half a month for this activity, and most of the invitees were Japanese military and political dignitaries, responsible persons of pro-Japanese organizations in Beiping, and people from the press; after the deputies finished speaking, they also invited the troupe to perform to cheer up, and the final arrangement was to invite the participants to eat roast duck at the "cheap shop." Lu Zhongyong had already booked a number of tables of banquets at the "bargain shop" in advance. Lu Zhongyong's original plan was to invite Yang Yichen to star in the specialty play "Iron Cage Mountain" as the finale, because Yang Yichen is a person who cannot be ignored in terms of appeal or reputation in the pear orchard world, and even many Japanese people like his plays.

Yang Yichen's uncooperative attitude annoyed Lu Zhongyong very much, in fact, it doesn't matter if he doesn't want to perform, just make an excuse to say that he is sick and shirk it, but he shouldn't throw off those "pieces of soup", claiming that he starved to death and was not a traitor. Oh, you Yang Yichen has backbone, you love the country, you call yourself Wen Tianxiang and Shi Kefa, you want to "keep Dan and take care of the sweat", then what happened to me Lu, Qin Hui or Wu Sangui? Isn't this a blatant scolding me for being a traitor?

Taking Yang Yichen's mother as a hostage to make him come into line, this is indeed Lu Zhongyong's idea, and there is only one purpose, to see if your "Wen Tianxiang" is real or fake, I don't believe that you dare to put your mother in it for the sake of patriotism, if you don't have the guts, you will give me an obedient performance on stage, and less of these "soup words".

It should be said that Lu Zhongyong calculated everything, but he didn't calculate Yang Qiuping's pistol. Who is this girl? actually played with a gun, look at this posture, if Lu doesn't take a step back, this girl really dares to drill an eye in my head, this is too much, Lu is a literati, he doesn't like to dance knives and guns, that's what a rough person does, besides, is it worth playing for this little thing? Yang Qiuping's pistol made Lu Zhongyong quickly change his mind, and he spent a lot of words to make Kuroda Nakazo believe that Yang Yichen was indeed too sick to take the stage, and Yang Yichen was not the best corner, and there were famous characters in Beiping City, so let's please be better.

That night, Yang Yichen took his old mother home, and in this matter, Lu Zhongyong did sell his strength.

Qingle Theater was founded in 1909, when the famous actors Yang Yunpu and Li Guiyun of Hebei Bangzi performed new plays such as "Lady of the Camellias" and "Blood Sea Feud", which made Qingle Theater famous. Later, the Peking Opera Troupe of the Mingchun Society organized by Li Wanchun also performed the organ set repertoire "Tianhe Pei" and "The Legend of Jigong" here, and the lighting on the stage changed, which made the audience refreshed and attended. Li Wanchun went to Shanghai again to invite martial arts actors, and performed the extremely popular "Three Iron Roosters" and other martial arts operas in the Qingle Theater, which started from beginning to end, and finally Li Hongchun performed "Walking Wheat City" and other red sheng big axis operas, which attracted a lot of audiences, until before the war, all major activities in the cultural circles of Beiping would choose to be held in the Qingle Theater.

Qingle Theater is located in the north of Dashilar Dongkou Road, not far from the north-south direction of Qianmen Street, Wen San'er pulled the landing Zhongyong through the Zhengyang Gate, the city gate hole of the arrow tower, from north to south into Qianmen Street, just after the Qianmen archway, I saw two black "Buick" brand cars honking all the way, speeding over, frightened Wen San'er quickly pulled the car to the side of the road to dodge, Wen San'er muttered dissatisfied: "! Who is this so big? ”

Lu Zhongyong was overjoyed and said: "It's really here, okay, okay, really give Lu a face." ”

Wen San'er turned around and asked, "Master Lu, which master is this?" The pomp and circumstance is not small. ”

Lu Zhongyong replied coaxingly: "Which master?" It scares you to death when you say it, Director Shen of the Police Department, have you heard of it? ”

"I haven't heard of it, Lu Ye, which one is bigger than the police chief and the gendarmerie captain? Who's in charge of whom? ”

Lu Zhongyong kicked on the back and scolded: "You are lacking in heart, is there such a comparison?" You might as well say that the Emperor of Japan and Chairman Chiang are ...... bigger."

Lu Zhongyong's words fell, only to hear a burst of rapid gunfire in front of him, and the first car that was about to turn into Dashilar was hit by the oncoming rain of bullets, and it became a honeycomb in an instant, and the front of the car slammed into a telephone pole with a crooked head...... Several young men wearing top hats and blue cloth robes held ***, and after firing a few bullets ferociously, they quickly flashed into the mouth of Lu Dong's fresh fish and disappeared into the crowd......

It happened very suddenly, Wen San'er didn't react for a while, he stood there in a daze, and it took a while to calm down. God, who ate the leopard's guts and dared to attack the police chief? Is this a joke? When Wen San'er came back to his senses and looked for Lu Zhongyong again, he found that there was no one on the seat. Where did Lu Zhongyong go? Wen San'er looked around the foreign car before finding Lu Zhongyong under the nearby road, this discovery made Wen San'er sigh greatly, he really underestimated Lu Zhongyong before, thinking that this master was just a sour literati, who knew that he was so skillful? As soon as the gunshot rang out, Lu Zhongyong jumped out of the car seat, rolled on the spot, and in the blink of an eye, he was already lying under the road seven or eight meters away.

Due to the assassination incident, the Sino-Japanese party in Qingle Theater did not open that day, but the police chief Shen Wanshan was lucky enough to avoid the assassin's ***, he happened to temporarily change the car, when the gunshots rang out, Shen Wanshan was sitting in the second "Buick" car, and the four bodyguards on the first car and the driver were all killed, none of them were spared.

[1]

"Pian Er Tang Talk" is a kind of joke that Beijingers describe as whining, cool or unserious. For example: Don't throw a piece of soup at me, don't think I can't hear it.

[2]

"Sweeping the road" is the jargon of the rickshaw driver in the old days, which means pulling an empty cart back and forth on the road.

[3]

During World War II, the rank of sergeant was equivalent to the rank of sergeant in the Japanese army.