Chapter 9: The Big Girl Who Makes a Handsome ()

The black man clearly showed that the visitor was not good, but Zhao Dahai didn't care at all. He said to the guy with kindness: "Little Lizi, please loosen the bones for this master first, I have to soak for a while."

The guy turned red on his white face and lowered his head and said something to Zhao Dahai. A smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Dahai's mouth and said to the black man: "This man, if you want to relieve the fire, you have to go to the Bada Hutong, or find a kiln sister, or find a husband to follow your wishes. What's the matter with you in this small bathhouse?"

The black man was furious: "Boy, where are you doing? Do you dare to challenge me?"

Zhao Dahai sneered: "Young mother is so bad. When you were lying on the overpass, you didn't know where you were playing with mud in."

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 contemptuously: "It's probably because he's interested in Xiao Lizi who's scrubbing the bath, and he wants to take advantage of him."

Chen Zikun looked at the guy carefully. He had red lips, white teeth, handsome facial features, slender limbs, delicate skin, and beautiful boy. However, no matter how handsome he was, he was still a man. The fun of that big black man was really disgusting.

As if guessing what he was thinking, Xiao Shunzi whispered: "As the saying goes, it's better to be round than to be flat. Fucking your butt is the New Year. I guess this grandson has been pestering Li Zi for a while and hasn't been able to get started."

"Oh? Do you know him too?" Chen Zikun said.

"Who doesn't know Li Yanqing from Huaqing Pool?" said Xiao Shunzi.

"Little Li Yanqing? Who is Li Yanqing?" Chen Zikun wanted to ask again. He was already nervous. He met barely in the bathhouse, and his physical strength was obvious at a glance. Although the black man was huge, he was covered in fat, which was immediately inferior to Zhao Dahai, who had a tendon flesh. Besides, there were three young people here. In addition to Xiao Shunzi, he was thinner, Chen Zikun and Xue Baoqing were also strong guys like calfs.

"Boy, don't leave if you have sex." The black man is a hero who doesn't suffer any loss in front of him, and then leaves after saying a word.

"Grandpa won't leave, I'll be waiting for you after eating and drinking!" Zhao Dahai said aloud.

Xiao Shunzi became excited: "I have a good show. I dare to challenge Brother Dahai. I think he is blind."

Baoqing was a little timid: "What if he asked someone to come?"

When Zhao Dahai heard this, he clasped his two big fists, and said, "I'm so nice, the more the better. I haven't had any meat for half a year, so I'll have a good time today."

Taking a hot bath and feeling comfortable all over, Li Zi helped Zhao Dahai massage his shoulders and arms. Chen Zikun was secretly amazed when he saw many scars on Dahai's body. He didn't have a diamond drill to take care of porcelain. It seemed that Dahai was also a hob-level meat-level man.

The wine and food from Erhu Shop opposite were delivered. Four people sat up naked and drank and had a meal. Two cents could buy a pound of lotus white. Both dishes were full of juice. After eating and drinking, they poured the soup into the noodles-stretched bowl. Each of them stretched half a pound of noodles, and they slammed into their stomachs. They lay on the bed comfortably and burped, holding a teapot and drinking Gaozi, waiting for the black man to bring reinforcements to fight.

Zhao Dahai didn't take the fight seriously, and he actually started to snore while lying on the bed. Baoqing was a little uneasy. He wanted to leave but was embarrassed to leave. Xiao Shunzi was afraid that the world would be in chaos. He lay on the bed and chewed the green radish in the bathhouse. Chen Zikun had not understood what had just happened and continued to ask: "Who is Li Yanqing?"

"You don't know Li Yanqing. The chief manager next to Zhili governor Cao Kun is said to be a scrubber and foot-pinching person. When it comes to Little Lizi is still his nephew. You see, he looks good. Maybe one day a high-ranking official will take a fancy to him, so that he will be very prosperous." Xiao Shunzi talked about ancient times with a proud look, but he didn't notice Chen Zikun's expression, and he looked like he had eaten a flies.

A man has to rely on his advanced color, which is even more damn disgusting than being soft-eating. Chen Zikun couldn't help but look at Li Zi again. Not to mention that if this kid put on makeup, he would be even more woman than a woman.

After waiting for an hour, the dark man had not arrived yet, Zhao Dahai had already taken a nap.

"Then my grandson is cowardly and I don't dare to come. Let's go to the overpass." Brother Dahai stretched and Baoqing finally breathed a sigh of relief, but Xiao Shunzi was still unhappy. He didn't see Brother Dahai beating someone, which was very regretful.

When he was dressing, Zhao Dahai took out a piece of silver and threw it on the cabinet. The little brothers were very consciously not scrambling to pay with him. With his elder brother here, there is no reason for them to pay.

I spent a total of 50 cents to bring some fractions. The shopkeeper took the initiative to give up the fractions. Seeing that these people were going to go to the overpass, they found a lot of copper coins for them. Zhao Dahai put the change into his pocket and took the three little brothers to go there.

After leaving the door, Zhao Dahai habitually took out the silver-shelled railway pocket watch and looked at the time. It was already three o'clock in the afternoon. The overpass was lively, with people everywhere.

The four brothers were scrambling their hands, and Liu Dada listened to crosstalk and drums. Suddenly, a shout came from the crowd: "Uncle Dahai!" Zhao Dahai looked back and saw a young man squeezed over from the crowd, wearing a military uniform, and the words "traffic" engraved on the bronze medal on his collar.

"Xiaoyong is you." Zhao Dahai smiled and held the boy's hand up and down, "I haven't seen him for several years, and he has grown so tall."

He turned to the brothers and said, "This is my colleague's son, Zhao Jiayong. We lived together on the Beijing-Zhangjiakou Railway construction site in his early years. We will be close to you in the future."

He asked Zhao Jiayong again: "When did you join the road guards to eat food, and where did you work as a servant?"

Zhao Jiayong said: "My father thought I had no skills, so he asked a friend from the Ministry of Transport to send the escort army to the road guards to eat food. Now Qianmen Station is a serviceman for Platoon Commander Zhang."

As he said that, he saw Chen Zikun, his eyes lit up and said, "Aren't you the old guest outside the city, the one who is very familiar with playing with guns."

Chen Zikun smiled and said, "Don't play."

No one took it seriously. There were too many people who made a living outside the pass, and there were many businessmen and bandits. It would be strange if Chen Zikun was a smart guy who didn't play with swords and guns.

Zhao Dahai smiled and said, "You know each other, that's great, let's play with us."

Not far away, the slinger shouted loudly: "Look in, look in, the big girl is taking a shower." Xiao Shunzi's eyes slanted, his throat muttered, everyone looked at him with contempt, and gongs and drums in the other direction were ringing, and someone shouted loudly. The crowd surrounded him layer by layer, and Zhao Dahai's eyes lit up: "Let's go, go and take a look!"

The five people stepped forward to watch and saw a girl in the crowd who was somersaulting. Her belt was tightly killed, her waist was not full, but her chest was undulating, and her pretty face was even more heroic. She turned over and fell steadily, without blushing, and she bowed and bowed: "Young and young men, I'm so ugly!" Her voice was crisp and gentle like a yellow oriole.

A cheering sounded, and the girl went back to rest for a while. The middle-aged man who was ringing the gong came out, holding a sword in his hand to perform his unique skill of swallowing the sword. After a final word for Chen Zhimao, the old man raised the cold sword, leaned forward to the sky, and swallowed it slowly. It was very difficult for him to swallow. The spectators were also worried, for fear that the tip of the sword would be worn out from behind the old man by accident.

A few minutes later, the sword was finally swallowed, leaving only the hilt and a small piece of sword outside. The man was still facing upwards, maintaining an upright position. The girl beat the drum beat and took a gong out and said, "Old and young men, the rich ones will support the money, and some people will support the individual ones."

The copper scattered in like raindrops, smashing the gongs, and Zhao Dahai also threw a large piece in it. He was from Changmeng Tianqiao, so how could he not see the tricks inside? However, it is not easy to walk around the world and perform, and it is not easy to make people lose their jobs.

The girl was not in a hurry to pick up the money from the ground and thanked her. The man slowly pulled the sword out of his throat little by little, and finally pulled it out all, and the audience applauded again.

Chen Zikun was quite puzzled. How could such a long and sharp sword be penetrated from his throat to his stomach? Could it be that the old man's throat was iron-clad? It shouldn't be. He was young and straight, took out the bayonet hidden in his arms and raised it high: "Madman, try swallowing this?"

The man looked closely and knew that the situation was being smashed. He hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "This man, we two have just arrived at the treasure land and haven't had time to visit us. Please forgive me."

When he said this humbly, Chen Zikun felt a little embarrassed, but the spectators were provoked and coaxed the artist to swallow the bayonets that Chen Zikun took out.

It was a serious golden hook rifle bayonet, one foot and five long, with a very good steel mouth. It could be cut off with a knife. If it was really stuffed into the throat, it would be a waste of time. The man couldn't come down to Taiwan, but he just kept apologizing. The spectators drank:

"Are you playing tricks or making tricks?"

"Without any extra effort, how dare you come to the overpass?"

"What's the matter? You can learn it from your master's wife."

"Go back and practice for a few more years, and come and offer treasures again."

The man's face was red and he was ashamed. The girl's pretty face turned cold, and her eyes were staring at Chen Zikun fiercely, as if she wanted to swallow him.

Suddenly he shouted: "Boy, it turns out you are here. I have been looking for you for a long time!"
Chapter completed!