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Chapter 2: The Foreign Bandits

Chapter 2: Bandits from outside the Pass ()

Qianmen Railway Station is facing the city gate tower and the arrow tower of Zhengyangmen. On the west side of the arrow tower is Zhengyangmen West Station, the starting station of the Jinghan Line. Zhengyangmen Square, sandwiched between the two railway stations, is extremely lively. There are bustling cars, mules and pedestrians shuttle back and forth. The sunset puts a layer of gold edge on the magnificent figure of the arrow tower. Chen Zikun stares at this magnificent building, as if overwhelmed by its majesty.

"Damn it, this is the legendary capital." Chen Zikun took out a wrinkled piece of paper from the old sheepskin coat, looked around, wanting to find someone to ask how to get the address on the paper.

His eyes were attracted by the scene in the duty room next to the exit, and he could no longer move. A small orderly soldier in the room in the blue and gray military uniform was dismantling and assembling a pistol.

This is a large mirror box produced by Dagu shipbuilding. The craftsmanship is exquisite. The gun does not require any pins. It is all closely connected by parts and the quality is comparable to the original German Mauser goods. It is not enough to take off the two hundred dollars outside the pass. However, after the orderly man took apart the large mirror and wiped it clean and reinstalled it, there was a bronze columnar part lying alone on the table.

The orderly soldier was anxious and sweaty. There were British double-buckle wide leather officer armed belts and brown leather gun holsters on the table. They were already polished with chicken oil. It seemed that the soldier removed the gun while helping the commander organize his internal affairs but could not install it.

"I'll do it!" Chen Zikun, who could not hold back, pushed the door and snatched the gun in his hand without saying a word. The orderly soldier was stunned and was at a loss for a moment. The uninvited guest flew over with his hands and instantly dismantled the large mirror into a pile of parts, stuffed the columnar parts on the table into a spring, and then quickly assembled the pile of parts into a gun, continuously pulled the hammer and pulled the trigger. The high-quality metal parts on the large mirror collided with each other and made a crisp clanging sound.

"Brother, that's the head of the hammer spring, don't forget next time." Chen Zikun turned the large mirror on his fingers a few times, and reluctantly handed it over with the barrel.

The orderly man foolishly took the big mirror and was about to speak when the man had already strided away.

"Mom, I've said that you should be low-key and low-key for so many times, but you just can't help showing off." Chen Zikun walked quickly, afraid that the orderly soldier would catch up with him. Those who could play guns were either food or bandits. His virtue was definitely not the former. It would be a joke to show off his appearance in a place where military and police gathered in Beijing.

As he was walking forward, a low voice came from behind him, "Oh, big man, be careful, Ma Saner and the others are going to cause trouble for you." When he looked back, he saw a thin boy, squatting on the ground to pick up cigarette butts. He was slightly raised with a line of clear snot on his face, his hands were covered with frostbite, and half a can of cigarette butts were already in the tin can he was holding.

Chen Zikun gave him a glimpse of gratitude, but did not escape, but walked to an alley next to the station. Several guys following him looked at each other and followed him.

The alley was secluded and deserted. Chen Zikun threw the bedding rolls and bags onto the ground. The bags fell on the hard frozen ground, making a sound of silver banging, at least a few dozen yuan.

"Brothers, let's make a show, don't hide it, it's boring." Chen Zikun was exercising and doing warm-up exercises.

Four black shadows appeared swayingly, with a fat black man with a fat face and a marvelous aura.

"Boy, I'm not going to challenge you. When you get to Master Ma San's ground, you have to abide by my rules. Today you ruined my brother's business, just say." The black fat man was hiding around Qianmen Railway Station and was knowledgeable. Judging from the young man's posture, he knew that he was a gangster, so he first gave him a call.

Chen Zikun pointed to the bag on the ground: "Stop talking nonsense, practice if you don't accept it, and beat me. The fifty dollars in this place are all yours. If you can't beat me, get out of the way as soon as possible."

As soon as this said, Mr. Ma was furious and waved his hand and said, "Pihou, come on."

Pi Hou was the white-faced man who had just stolen the bag. He spitted into the palm of his hand, and walked up to the young man with a thrust. Seeing that the other person was one head taller than him, he suddenly became timid again. He came back in shame and said to the fat black man, "Third Master, borrow the envoy."

The third master took out the sharp knife of the cow's ear and threw it over. Pihou took it and was very brave. But the boy opposite him pulled out a sharp single-edged long sword from the old sheepskin coat. It was one and a half feet. The blade was narrow and long, and the blood groove was deep. There was a cold light flashing under the water moon lamp. The long sword nimbled in his hand. It seemed that he was an expert in using swords.

Pi Hou was stunned again, and Ma Sanye also frowned. They were pickpockets at the train station. It was okay to bully honest foreign tourists who were unfamiliar with the place. When they really encountered tough guys, they could only walk around. But today they were trapped in the hands of a beggar-like guy, and they couldn't swallow their breath.

Just when the tiger was in a hurry, a shout suddenly sounded from afar: "The patrol officer is here!"

Ma Sanye and others went downstairs and bowed, saying, "Boy, don't go to my hands next time, we will have a chance later." After that, the soles of his feet slipped away.

Chen Zikun picked up the bag of bags, looked at their backs with contempt and snorted. The boy who picked up cigarette butts just now ran out of the darkness and raised his thumbs up: "Big man, you really have a habit, one to four."

"The patrolman didn't come?" Chen Zikun looked behind the boy, suddenly realized, and said solemnly: "Thank you, brother."

"My name is Xiao Shunzi, where are you?" The young man grinned.

"My name is Chen Zikun."

The big self-ringing bell on the bell tower of Zhengyangmen East Station rang, and a buzzing sound followed by Xiao Shunzi's voice.

"Big Brother Chen, where did you come from?"

"What?"

"I'll ask you, where are you from?" Xiao Shunzi leaned close to Chen Zikun and asked loudly.

"I came to Beijing from Fengtian to visit my relatives."

"Where are your relatives, I'll take you there." Xiao Shunzi volunteered.

Chen Zikun took out a note and Xiao Shunzi took it. Fortunately, he knew most of the words on it.

"Shopkeeper Chen Yongren, No. 3, North and South Carolina, Dong'an Market, Hello, unfortunately, Dong'an Market closed at this hour, and you can't find it if you go there. Why don't you find a place to stay first, have a meal, and then go to the marriage tomorrow." Xiao Shunzi's eyes flashed when he said this.

"Okay." Chen Zikun said.

Xiao Shunzi breathed a sigh of relief and smiled happily: "Okay, what do you want to eat? Or cook old tofu or braised with braised fire?"

Chen Zikun asked: "Which one is delicious?"

"Everything is delicious." Xiao Shunzi swallowed.

"Then eat them all."

"Okay, I'll take you there."

The sky gradually darkened, and the gas lights on the roadside began to light up one after another. The two of them walked along the street outside Zhengyangmen and chatted.

"Big Brother Chen, who is your dagger?"

"That's not a dagger, it's a bayonet, the bayonet on the little Japanese golden hook gun, I've seen blood."

"Ah, you've killed someone?"

"No, I am an apprentice in business, I bring this thing to self-defense." Chen Zikun felt a little guilty and hurriedly covered up.

"Oh, I was shocked, I thought you were..."
Chapter completed!
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