By this time, it was completely dark.

On the side of the road, there were a dozen young men in military coats, cotton hats, and gloves in their sleeves, about sixteen or seventeen years old.

These people chatted aimlessly, putting their hands in their mouths and whistling from time to time, and a few of them were kicking telephone poles, and pedestrians on the side of the road walked around them.

Yi Qiushui and Ding Qiunan stood on the side of the road, and when they saw their group coming, they subconsciously took a few steps back.

Unbeknownst to him, not only did those people not walk well, but they also surrounded them all and encircled the two of them in the middle.

"What are you going to do?" Yi Qiushui said with a cold face.

Yi Qiushui grew up in a military college, and she was not afraid of this kind of occasion, but Ding Qiunan was so frightened that she hid behind her.

More than a dozen street runners surrounded them, and one of them, a bald young man with a meaty face, stepped forward, took out a dagger from his waist, flew up and down, and performed a fancy knife trick.

"Chick, she looks pretty too, is there a partner? Why don't you pick one of our brothers?"

Yi Qiushui pulled Ding Qiunan behind him, and then scolded sharply: "A bunch of little children who don't have any hair, learning to play hooligans, believe it or not, I will send you to squat on the fence?"

"Yo, the chick is quite fierce, my hair hasn't grown, how do you know?"

"Haha!"

"I guess she stole it, haha."

A group of young people spat dirty words in their mouths, and leaned back and forth in laughter.

Yang Jun saw that Yi Qiushui was surrounded, and immediately became anxious, threw away the cigarette, rubbed it, and ran over.

He pushed through the crowd and walked up to Yi Qiushui, blocking in front of him.

The young man in the lead was immediately unhappy when he saw that someone was bad for his good deeds.

"Yo, brothers, there is still someone here who is going to play a trick of heroes to save beauty, what can you do?"

"What else can I do, of course I will cooperate with him in acting."

Yang Jun looked at this group of young people who didn't have any hair and had a young face, this is a group of half-grown children, and they are probably still studying.

Now that the school is closed, their gang is idle and has nothing to do, and they go out into the streets in droves to have fun.

He glanced at them.

"What do you mean? Are you going to rob it?"

Next to the bald head stood a thin little man, he took two steps forward, looked Yang Jun up and down, and showed a contemptuous look in his eyes.

"What about robbery? Acquaintances take out all the money in their pockets, and the master will let you go."

Yang Jun snorted coldly: "Just you? , a bunch of dog stuff, why do you think I'd give face to a bunch of dogs?"

The thin young man was stunned when he heard this, turned back to the bald head and said,

"Boss, what should we do if he calls us dogs?"

The bald man spat and spitted, and his face showed a fierce expression.

"What else can I do? Coiled him."

Before the bald man finished speaking, he punched Yang Jun's face.

Yang Jun didn't even dodge, raised his left hand, grabbed his wrist, twisted it hard, and the bald man knelt directly on the ground.

The other dozen street slickers saw that their boss was being cured, and they surrounded him.

Yang Jun was afraid that they would accidentally injure Yi Qiushui and Ding Qiunan, so he didn't dare to hold it up, so he pulled out the five-four pistol from his back waist, pulled the bolt of the gun and opened the safety to put it directly on the head of their boss bald man.

As soon as they saw that Yang Jun had moved the real guy, the gang was stunned, and no one dared to rush forward.

Yang Jun grabbed the bald man over, put a five-four pistol against his head, and pulled the trigger three times with his fingers.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The crisp sound of gunfire streaked across the sky, breaking the quiet darkness of the night.

"Ahh

The bald man screamed and lay on the ground with his hands over his ears.

I don't know if it was because he was deafened by the gunshot, or because the hot barrel burned his ear, he opened it

The mouth kept shouting loudly.

A foul smell came through the air.

Yang Jun frowned and took two steps back.

A puddle of unknown liquid was found under the bald man's body, accompanied by the sound of gurgling and stomach peristalsis, and the people present covered their noses and retreated as if they had entered a dry toilet.

The other dozen or so street runners had never seen this scene, and they were frightened by the three gunshots, and they stood still like stupid birds.

"All of them for me to kneel on the ground with my head in my hands."

Yang Jun grabbed and pointed at them, and ordered them to kneel against the road.

A group of cubs are obviously spiritual young men, and the blood qi rushed the fastest just now, but now the blood qi is pressed back, and the legs keep trembling.

Yang Jun saw a group of stupid little kids, raised his foot and kicked them according to the crook of their legs, one by one, all kneeling neatly on the side of the road.

The night breeze of early spring blows, and the air smells of feces and urine.

There are already seven or eight young people who can't stand the fright, and they have feces and urine incontinence.

Yang Jun didn't care about them, and kicked them one by one from left to right.

Parents are not well educated at home, and they can only be educated by the society when they come out.

A bunch of bloody little cubs, if they don't teach them a profound lesson this time, they won't have a long memory, and they will also be scum who endanger society in the future.

"Before the hair grows, I learned to molest women and rob."

Yang Jun scolded while going around in front of them, twitching his forehand and returning his hand, and each of them was rewarded with a big mouth.

"Who said Mao Changqi just now? Take your pants off, I'm going to see how you look?"

A group of young people knelt on the ground and trembled, no one dared to speak, but looking at Yang Jun's fierce face, they all turned their eyes to the young man who was thin.

Yang Jun picked him up from the ground, put a five-four pistol on his head, and shouted angrily,

"Take off all your clothes."

"Big ...... Big brother, I was wrong, I ...... I won't dare next time." The little young man's legs and feet were weak, and he knelt directly on the ground and begged.

"I repeat, take off your clothes."

Yang Jun was unmoved, and the handle of the gun hit him on the head.

The little young man's head was bleeding profusely, and he immediately got up from the ground and quickly undressed.

He first took off his padded jacket and cotton pants, and then took off the vest he was wearing, leaving only his autumn coat and trousers.

"Take it off again." Yang Jun shouted violently.

Xiao Young was frightened, and immediately took off his autumn coat and pants, leaving only a pair of yellow underwear, with his arms around him, shivering in the cold wind.

Yang Jun glanced around, picked up his clothes, and threw them directly into the pond on the side of the road.

"A bunch of little, do you know that you're committing a crime like this? The hair has not grown, and he dares to molest women and rob, and it is light to send you to squat on the fence, and if the troops were to be put aside, I would have invited you to eat peanuts a long time ago."

Yang Jun looked at a young man next to him and looked up at him secretly, he immediately went over and kicked him away, and the gun in his hand was on his head.

"Smack!"

Yang Jun rewarded him with a big mouth again, and the sound was clearly heard by the onlookers standing on the side of the road.

The little man was obviously stunned, and looked up at Yang Jun in a panic and dismay.

Yang Jun pointed a gun at his head and said, "What kind of eyes did you look at me just now? How dare you look at me with those eyes and scare me? What if I'm scared and my hands are shaking?"

More than a dozen young people had already been obedient to his training, kneeling on the side of the road with their heads bowed, and they didn't dare to breathe.

At this time, there was a commotion outside the crowd of onlookers.

A middle-aged man in a tunic ran over, followed by five or six men with spears in their hands.

"Who was it, who shot just now?"

As soon as the man in the tunic came in, he shouted loudly.

Yang Jun shook the gun in his hand in front of him

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"I shot it."

He pointed to the young men who were kneeling on the ground and said, "These people are robbing, and I shot to stop them so that innocent people would not be harmed."

After Yang Jun finished speaking, he put the gun back into his waist, then took out his work card from his jacket pocket and handed it to the middle-aged cadre.

The middle-aged cadre took his work card, took out a lighter, looked at it, and then returned it.

"It turned out to be Comrade Yang, we have to investigate the specific matter before we can make a qualification, please go back with us to make a record."

"Of course."

Then Yang Jun took Yi Qiushui and Ding Qiunan to drive the car and followed the man in the tunic away.

The young men were all tied up and taken away.

The man in the tunic took them to the faction office, and it was Qin Tian, the head of the faction, who received them.

This is a middle-aged man in his forties, with a resolute face, eyes shining with essence, and a pair of piercing eyes.

Yang Jun whom he personally received.

Yang Jun showed them his work cards, and handed over Yi Qiushui and Ding Qiunan's work cards.

Yang Jun just wanted him to have preconceived ideas.

Let this Director Qin better believe their words after learning their identities.

The questioning was carried out separately, and Yang Jun told everything that happened tonight, how he was threatened, and how he did it.

Qin Suo was carefully recording the whole process, interjecting from time to time to ask a few words.

In the process of inquiry, Qin did not mention the matter of the May Fourth pistol.

After all, with Yang Jun's cadre-level treatment, he was qualified to match a gun, and even qualified to be equipped with security personnel, and Qin only registered the May Fourth pistol and returned it to him.

In this era, it is a very normal thing to be equipped with guns, and the people in the dispatch office are qualified to be equipped with guns, and the security personnel of the factory can also be equipped with guns, like some veterans also have guns.

All in all, the management of firearms in this era is not so strict, so it is normal for Yang Jun to own a pistol.

After making the transcript, he asked Yang Jun to wait for a while, and he went to Yi Qiushui and Ding Qiunan to inquire.

About an hour later, Qin Suo came over with Yi Qiushui and Ding Qiunan.

"Comrade Yang, we have all figured things out, those boys are indeed robbing, and you have the courage to shoot to stop them."

Qin Suo glanced at them, and then said, "You go back tonight, if there is anything that needs your help in the future, we will ask you again, I hope you will understand."

Yang Jun waved his hand and said, "Qin Suo, rest assured, follow the rumor, we still have this consciousness as cadres."

Subsequently, Qin sent them out in person.

Yang Jun drove Yi Qiushui and Ding Qiunan back to the courtyard.

It was noisy in the middle of the night, it was already one o'clock in the morning, and Ding Qiunan could no longer go back to the rolling mill dormitory, so Yang Jun had to take her back to his home.

When she got home, Xiangxiu was woken up, she got up and glanced at them, and there were guests at home, ready to boil water to entertain.

Yang Jun hurriedly asked her to hurry back to the room to rest, and he didn't have to worry about things here.

Subsequently, Yi Qiushui arranged Ding Qiunan to live in the west wing, and the two went back to the room to rest.