The big black man made it clear that the person who came here was evil, but Zhao Dahai didn't take it seriously at all.
He said to the waiter in a friendly manner: "Little plum, you can loosen the bones of this man first, I still have to soak for a while."
The boy's fair face turned red.
He lowered his head and said something to Zhao Dahai.
A smile appeared on Zhao Dahai's lips and he said to the big black man: "Sir, if you want to relieve your anger, you have to go to Bada Hutong.
Either find the kiln sister, or find your husband, it’s up to you, what’s the point of making trouble in this small bathhouse?”
The big black man suddenly became furious: "Boy, no matter where you are, how dare you challenge me?"
Zhao Dahai sneered and said: "Don't be fooled.
When your Grandpa Dahai was hanging out on the overpass, you didn't know which corner you were playing in the mud."
Chen Zikun was confused by their conversation and asked Xiao Shunzi in a low voice: "What's going on?
What does this person want to do?"
Xiao Shunzi said disdainfully: "I'm probably interested in the little plum who takes a bath, and I want to take advantage of him."
Chen Zikun took a closer look at the guy.
He had red lips, white teeth, handsome facial features, slender limbs and tender skin.
He looked like a handsome boy, but no matter how handsome he was, he was still a man.
The taste of that big black man was really disgusting.
As if guessing what he was thinking, Xiao Shunzi explained in a low voice: "As the saying goes, three flats are not as good as one round.
Fuck your butt to celebrate the New Year.
I guess this grandson has been pestering Xiao Lizi for a while, and he has been unable to do it.
Get started.”
"Oh, you know him too," Chen Zikun said.
"Who doesn't know Xiao Li Yanqing from Huaqingchi?"
Xiao Shunzi said.
"Who is Xiao Li Yanqing and Li Yanqing?"
Chen Zikun wanted to ask again.
Tensions were already rising over there.
They met each other shirtless in the bathhouse.
Their physical strength was obvious at a glance.
Although the big black man was huge, he was full of energy.
The fat on his body pales in comparison to Zhao Dahai, who is all over his body.
Besides, there are three young men following him here.
In addition to Xiao Shunzi, who is thinner, Chen Zikun and Xue Baoqing are also strong young men like calves.
"Boy, don't leave if you have the guts."
The big black man was a good man and didn't want to suffer the immediate consequences, so he left with just one sentence.
"Grandpa won't leave, I'll wait for you with enough food and drink," Zhao Dahai said loudly.
Xiao Shunzi became excited: "I saw a good show and dared to challenge Brother Dahai.
I think he is blind."
Bao Qing was a little timid: "What if he calls someone over?"
Hearing this, Zhao Dahai clenched his two bowl-sized fists loudly and said: "It's good to make people happy, the more the better.
I haven't eaten meat with these fists in half a year, and I'm enjoying myself today."
After taking a hot bath and feeling comfortable all over, Xiao Lizi massaged Zhao Dahai's shoulders, arms and back.
Chen Zikun saw the many scars on Dahai's body, and secretly marveled in his heart.
Without diamonds, he would not be able to do porcelain work.
It seems that Brother Dahai was back then.
It's also a cutter meat level.
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The food and drinks from the meat shop opposite were delivered.
The four of them sat up naked to drink and eat.
Two cents could buy a pound of lotus white.
Both dishes were full of juice.
After eating, they poured the vegetable soup into the bowl of noodles. , each person made half a catty of noodles, and stuffed it into his stomach.
He lay on the bed and burped comfortably, holding a teapot and drinking high-quality noodles, waiting for the big black man to bring reinforcements to fight.
Zhao Dahai didn't take the fight seriously at all, and actually snored while lying on the bed.
Baoqing was a little uneasy and wanted to leave but was embarrassed to leave.
Xiao Shunzi was worried that the world would not be chaotic, so he lay on the bed and chewed green tea from the bathhouse.
Carrot, before Chen Zikun understood what he just said, he continued to ask: "Who is Li Yanqing?"
"You don't know, Li Yanqing, that the chief steward next to Cao Kun, the governor of Zhili, is said to be a person who massages and massages feet.
Speaking of it, Xiao Lizi is also his nephew.
You see, he is born with a good appearance, which can't be guaranteed.
One day, if a high-ranking official takes a fancy to him, he will be prosperous."
Xiao Shunzi talked about ancient times in a lively manner, but did not notice Chen Zikun's expression, as if he had eaten a fly.
It's fucking disgusting for a man to rely on his appearance to thrive, rather than eating soft food.
Chen Zikun couldn't help but glance at Xiao Lizi again.
Not to mention, if this kid puts on makeup, he is really more feminine than a woman.
After waiting for an hour, Zhao Dahai had already taken a nap before the big black man came.
"The grandson is scared and doesn't dare to come.
Let's go to the overpass."
Brother Dahai stretched his waist.
Baoqing finally breathed a sigh of relief, but Xiao Shunzi was still unfinished.
He didn't see Brother Dahai showing off his power and beating people.
It was a pity. .
After getting dressed and doing the accounting, Zhao Dahai took out a piece of silver and threw it on the counter.
The younger brothers consciously refused to compete with him to pay.
With the elder brother here, there was no reason for them to pay.
We spent a total of 50 cents to take a bath and eat, and brought some change.
The shopkeeper took the initiative to give up the change.
Seeing that these people were going to visit the overpass, he found a lot of copper coins and gave them to them.
Zhao Dahai put the change in He went there with three little brothers in his pocket.
After leaving the house, Zhao Dahai habitually took out his silver-cased railway pocket watch and checked the time.
It was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and the overpass was a busy time.
It was filled with the sounds of people and the sound of the city, and there were people gathering everywhere.
The four brothers folded their hands and wandered around listening to cross talk and drums.
Suddenly, a shout came from the crowd: "Uncle Dahai."
Zhao Dahai turned around and saw a young man squeezing through the crowd.
He was wearing a military uniform and a collar on his collar.
The word "traffic" is engraved on the bronze plate.
"Xiaoyong, it's you."
Zhao Dahai smiled broadly, holding the boy's hand and looking up and down, "I haven't seen him in a few years, and he's grown so tall."
He turned to the brothers and said: "This is the son of my colleague, Zhao Jiayong.
We lived together on the Beijing-Zhangjiakou Railway construction site in the early years.
From now on, we will get closer together."
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Then he asked Zhao Jiayong: "When did you join the road protection army to eat food?
Where are you on duty?"
Zhao Jiayong said: "My father thought I didn't have any skills, so he asked friends from the Ministry of Transportation to send food to the road protection army.
Now I work as an orderly for Platoon Leader Zhang at Qianmen Station."
As he said that, he saw Chen Zikun, his eyes lit up and he said, "Aren't you that old customer from outside the customs?
The one who is very familiar with guns."
Chen Zikun smiled: "Just playing around."
No one took it seriously.
There were many people who were making a living outside the customs, both businessmen and thieves.
It would be strange if a young man as agile as Chen Zikun didn't play with swords and guns.
Zhao Dahai smiled and said: "You know each other, that's great, come and play with us."
Not far away, a guy playing foreign movies shouted loudly: "Look in, look in, the big girl is taking a bath."
Xiao Shunzi squinted his eyes and grumbled in his throat.
Everyone looked at him with disdain, and gongs and drums sounded in the other direction Qingming, someone cheered loudly, and the crowd gathered layer by layer.
Zhao Dahai's eyes lit up: "It's a trick, let's go and have a look."
Five people came forward to watch, and saw a girl in a well-dressed figure doing somersaults in the crowd.
Her belt was tight and could not hold a full grip, but her chest was undulating, and her pretty face was even more heroic.
She was doing somersaults all the way. , landed steadily, his face was not red, his heart was not beating, he raised his hands and bowed: "Young and old men, you are showing off your ugliness."
The voice was as clear and gentle as an oriole.
There was a sound of applause, and the girl went back to rest for the time being.
The middle-aged man who played the gong came out, holding a sword and wanted to perform the unique skill of swallowing the sword.
After some concluding remarks, the old man raised the gleaming sword. , turned his back to the sky, and slowly swallowed it.
He swallowed very hard, and the onlookers were all sweating, for fear that the tip of the sword would penetrate the old man's back by accident.
After a few minutes, the sword was finally swallowed, leaving only the hilt and a small section of the sword outside.
The man was still lying on his back, maintaining an upright posture.
The girl banged the drums and took a copper.
The gong came out and said: "Young and old men, the rich will support you with money, and the rich will support you with personal support."
Coins poured in like raindrops, making the gong clang.
Zhao Dahai also threw a large coin in.
He was a long-term flyover, how could he not see the tricks inside, but it is not easy for people to perform in the world of martial arts. , it can’t be said that it ruined other people’s jobs.
The girl was not in a hurry to pick up the money on the ground, and thanked him.
The man slowly pulled the sword out of his throat bit by bit, and finally pulled it out completely.
The audience applauded again.
Chen Zikun was quite puzzled.
How could such a long and sharp sword be inserted from his throat to his stomach?
Shouldn't this old man's throat be made of iron?
He was young and straightforward, so he took the bayonet hidden in his arms. came out and raised it high: "Man, try swallowing this."
The man took a closer look and knew that the troublemaker was coming.
He hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "Sir, we have just arrived in this precious place and we didn't have time to pay a visit.
Please forgive me."
When he said this in a low voice, Chen Zikun felt a little embarrassed, but the onlookers were provoked and coaxed the busker to swallow the bayonet Chen Zikun took out.
It was a serious golden-hook rifle bayonet, one foot and a half long, and the steel mouth was so good that it could cut off a sapling with just one strike.
If it were to be stuffed into the throat, it would cost the life of a man, and the man would not be able to get off the stage.
He just kept apologizing, and the spectators cheered: "Are you a trickster or a magician?"
"How dare you come to the overpass after all your troubles" "What the hell?
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I learned it from my wife."
"Go back and practice for a few more years, then come back and offer the treasure."
The man's face was red and his ears were red, and he was ashamed.
The girl's pretty face was cold, and she stared at Chen Zikun with a pair of eyes, as if she wanted to swallow him up.
Suddenly, a voice shouted from behind: "Boy, it turns out you are here.
I have been looking for you for a long time."
Looking back, it turned out to be the big black man in the bathhouse, followed by a dozen gangsters
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