The station was near Dongzhimen. It was a standard old and run-down small building. Three large houses were connected into a large single room. Half of the wall was painted, and the words of great men were written in large characters.
In the middle of the roof, there were a few big red words: bus stop.
There were no walls, and all the cars were parked in the open space in front of the bus station. The green shed truck that Chen Guangrong wanted to take was parked at the edge of the open space.
The sky had just turned dark, and the square was still noisy. There were people trying to attract customers, looking for cars, picking people up, and even stealing and selling things. It was densely packed and very lively.
At this time, the security management was not good, and the station was the place where pickpockets were the densest.
The pickpockets were also known as " Buddha " in the old Jing dialect. They each had their own territory and often relied on their numbers to say that they were stealing things, but in fact, it was almost a robbery. They even caused a few murders.
Chen Weiguo and Chen Guangrong were the best in terms of height and physique among the crowd, so they were not afraid, especially since Chen Guangrong was still wearing his military uniform. The army's car was just beside them, so no one would dare to provoke them.
Before getting on the bus, Chen Weiguo bought a small bag of fried soybeans from a shifty-looking seller in the square for two cents. He gave it to Chen Guangrong as a snack on the road.
Now that there was famine everywhere, who knew what the situation in the army was like? It might be difficult to even eat enough, let alone eat some snacks.
After sending Chen Guangrong off, Chen Weiguo rode his bicycle back to his uncle's house.
She had just taken a few steps when she saw a few young men in navy blue cotton coats surrounding a girl and flirting with her.
The streets and alleys of the old capital were filled with these kinds of young people. Their families were poor and could not afford to study. They dropped out of school at a young age and could not find a job. Slowly, they became street 'players', also known as hooligans.
This group of people did nothing but fight and harass women every day. Many of them were regulars at the police station.
The girl who was surrounded had her back facing Chen Weiguo. The lighting was not good, so she could not see what she looked like. She only saw the bright red scarf around her neck.
"Girl, it's almost dark, and you're out at the bus stop alone. You're not trying to get a ride, you're trying to get a ride from me, right?”
One of the hooligans smiled lewdly and reached out to touch the girl's face.
"Don't touch me!" The girl shouted sternly, but her delicate voice did not have any deterrence at all. Instead, it made the hooligans around her laugh.
"Aiya, don't touch me ~"
The hooligan imitated the girl's tone and reached out to hug the girl's shoulder.
"Get lost!"
The girl pushed the hooligans who were approaching her. She suddenly squatted down, picked up the wooden stick on the ground, and whipped the hooligans beside her.
The rod struck again and again, picking at the soft flesh of people. It was fast and ruthless, and it was quite standard. It was completely different from the weak appearance when she spoke.
This was a martial artist!
It was indeed an era of crouching tigers and hidden dragons. Even a girl who could fall with the wind was so strong.
Chen Weiguo clicked his tongue in admiration. He had thought of saving the damsel in distress just now, but now, it seemed that he had nothing to do with it.
"Ah!"
Just as she stepped on the bicycle again, she heard a scream.
He turned around and saw that the girl's arm that was waving the wooden stick was kicked by a hooligan. As soon as the wooden stick left her hand, it immediately sent the hooligans flying far away.
"You're still fighting? Aren't you very good at fighting? Damn it, bitch, you slapped my face.”
A person who looked like the leader of this group of hooligans took a step forward and spat on the ground with his face turned sideways. There were obvious traces of blood in his saliva.
He suddenly grabbed the girl's hair, his expression contorted." Stupid b * tch, I've given you face, but you don't want it. Are you still pretending to be a chaste woman?”
He raised his hand high and was about to hit the girl's face when a handful of stones mixed with sand suddenly smashed into his face.
"Bah! Bah! Who did this! Which bastard!"
The gangster leader stomped his feet in anger and roared angrily.
As soon as he finished speaking, a heavy blow suddenly hit the back of his head, making him dizzy and see stars.
At this moment, a man's voice was heard shouting," Let go of this girl!”
Chen Weiguo took a step forward and protected the girl behind him. He was holding the wooden stick that the girl had kicked away. The end of the wooden stick was pointed at the gangster leader. It was obvious that he was the one who hit her with the club.
Let go of this girl and let me do it.
Chen Weiguo added silently in his heart.
The hooligan beside him shouted," Where did you get this? Do you know who our big brother is? If you want your life, get lost!"
Chen Weiguo grinned." Your big brother?”
He raised his eyebrows and glanced at the hooligans around him." Why didn't I find the bigger one?”
The gangster leader, who had been hit by Chen Weiguo with a stick and had his face covered in gravel, stared at Chen Weiguo with a dark expression.
Chen Weiguo looked back calmly, his expression still as calm as ever.
The gang leader looked young, and his lean, yellowish face revealed the malnourishment that almost everyone had in this era. His upside-down triangular eyes shot out a dark light that was as gloomy as a poisonous snake.
After hearing Chen Weiguo's words, the gangster leader's fierce face could not help but tremble. The gray stones that remained on his face fell down one after another, like an old woman who had applied too much powder and lost her makeup.
"Puchi!" Chen Weiguo couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Which gang are you from? You dare to interfere in my matters. Did you hit this stick?" The triangular-eyed gangster leader, Luther, sized up the young man in front of him.
The young man was handsome, tall, and muscular. It was obvious that he had never suffered from hunger. The fabric of his clothes was flat and the stitches were fine. There was not even a patch. He carried an exquisite canvas crossbody bag on his back and looked very decent.
In this era, it was impossible to be able to maintain the word 'present', without a background. This was probably another disciple of the quad.
He, Lut, hated these disciples the most in his life!
His family was poor and often could not afford to eat. When he was young, he was as thin as a bean sprout and was bullied like a dog by the children of the quad.
The hatred in his eyes was not concealed at all. It was as if he wanted to eat Chen Weiguo alive.
Chen Weiguo frowned. He felt as if poisonous snakes had crawled all over his body, making him feel uncomfortable.
"Who the hell is Lut? I'm really sorry, I'm very familiar with the surrounding ten miles, but I've never heard of this person.”
Chen Weiguo shrugged his shoulders. Although he was spouting nonsense, his expression was filled with sincerity.
"F * ck, I'll let you know today that you can't afford to offend Luther!”Lut exploded in anger and waved his hand." Brothers, strip this person's clothes and tie him to a tree for a night. Let's see if he recognizes me, Lut!"”
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