Knowing that this is the Republic of China and this is the territory controlled by Zhang Zuolin, Lin Zhining did not rush into the city.

He came to a small town not far from Fengtian, planning to change his outfit, after all, his body was too ostentatious, even some people who claimed to restore the clothes of the Han family did not dress like this.

At this time, it was the early days of the Republic of China, and most of the officials, merchants, gentry, revolutionaries who studied in the West and the East, intellectuals and compradors of foreign firms wore Mao suits, or robes and horse coats, or suits. The people at the bottom are all wearing shirts and pants.

Like Lin Zhining, most of the people who wear straight-fitting robes are Taoists, but his outfit is obviously not a Taoist person, even if he doesn't treat others as people with ulterior motives, it is not a good thing to be looked at by people in strange eyes.

The guy in the garment shop looked at Lin Zhining's gaze, although he hid it well, Lin Zhining still found his deep surprise and ridicule.

However, when Lin Zhining took out a gold leaf, he disappeared without a trace, only full of flattery.

After all, the big guys are all holding Koyo bills, and the distinguished guests who can take out gold leaves, no matter how many fancy dresses, no matter how many quirks, they are all acceptable.

trotted to Lin Zhining and brought a few sets for him to choose from, and kept saying: "The guests are really good-looking, the ready-to-wear in our shop is all taken back from Fengtian, and in the surrounding towns, only our family's ready-to-wear style is the most complete." With your temperament, the ready-to-wear in our shop is like a special preparation for you. ”

I tried on the tunic according to my figure, and when I saw the fit, I didn't change it again, picked out a robe, and came to the outer room.

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up and praised: "The guest officer is really good-looking, and this tunic really fits your temperament." ”

But as soon as Lin Zhining changed into a tunic suit, the ethereal aura was a little more restrained, exuding the breath of a book, but he had the wisdom to see into the world.

The few people who chose clothes in the ready-to-wear shop, seeing Lin Zhining's appearance, couldn't help but secretly praise in their hearts, "This young man is good-natured, and he is a little more beautiful than the nobles in Fengtian City." ”

After picking out his clothes, Lin Zhining turned around and left, after all, his long hair was out of place in this era and it was also very inconvenient.

"Guest, walk slowly, remember to come often. The shopkeeper shouted from behind.

Those people also felt a pity that such a character, who only cared about appreciating his temperament, missed it.

I casually found a place to shave my head and cut off my long hair, looking like a student who had just returned from studying abroad.

Lin Zhining nodded with satisfaction, there is no shortage of hot-blooded young people in this era, and he pretends to be them, at least, he is no longer so attractive.

Packing up, he strode towards the city of Fengtian, about to meet the heroes and heroes of this era.

Zhang Zuolin's sergeant under his tent is not neat, but it should not be underestimated, after all, the musket of this era is extraordinary.

Don't you see, Cheng Tinghua, the great master of the generation of Baguazhang, wasn't he just hung on the tiles with braids and was shot to death by foreigners, and the power of the musket at that time was even worse than at this time.

Although the army was untidy and looked at the passing crowd carelessly, there were no bad deeds, and Lin Zhining naturally would not clash with them.

What's more, at this time, there is still some respect for intellectuals, whether they are warlords or whatever, so no one comes to trouble him.

Smoothly entered Fengtian City, Lin Zhining followed the fragrance and came to a restaurant, but he was a little hungry at this time.

With food, listening to the chatter of the surrounding crowd, I didn't find anything of interest.

Lin Zhining left disappointed, he planned to go south to Tianjin, after all, most of the martial artists in the north are in Tianjin, Hebei and Beijing, and the Northeast is not like the Central Plains, and there are not many martial arts masters.

made up his mind, Lin Zhining didn't plan to have anything to do with Zhang Zuolin for the time being, after all, if he went to visit now, at most he would be a bodyguard leader, but this was not what Lin Zhining, who yearned for freedom, wanted.

Leaving the inn, Lin Zhining walked in Fengtian Junction, the low-level people of this era lived extremely poorly, donated a lot of taxes, and had frequent wars.

Most people don't have a smile on their faces, what can be seen is a numbness, although it is already the Republic of China, but life has not changed, and there is no hope, just for the sake of life to keep running.

Lin Zhining sighed, now he hasn't figured out what to do, and he can only see how to go in the future, so he sped up a few steps under his feet.

Walking to the end of a street, Lin Zhining's ears suddenly moved, and then his face changed greatly, and his face was full of anger.

But he heard a few words from the Oriental island country, and a miserable cry for mercy.

Lin Zhining walked a few steps quickly and turned an alley, and the scene in front of him made him no longer hold back the anger in his heart.

There were a lot of bits and pieces of goods scattered on the ground, two cargo boxes were kicked to the ground, and a middle-aged merchant curled up on the ground with his head in his hands, constantly begging for mercy in his mouth.

A few brutes with disgusting beards, suits, and short statures punched and kicked him. He also spoke weird official words mixed with ghost animal language, and scolded fiercely.

Lin Zhining pounced, stretched out his big hand, and slapped it fiercely.

There was a "pop" sound, and one of the people's head was like a watermelon, shattering to the ground, and the white and red ones were scattered on the ground.

"Yaga!" one of them, seeing the sudden tragic death of his companion, couldn't help but scold.

They didn't notice Lin Zhining's arrival, but the tragic situation of their companions was all in their eyes for a while.

In particular, the filth splashed on them also reminded them of what had happened, and the inferior people in their eyes actually dared to resist and killed one of them, how could they bear it, and the three of them surrounded them.