Return To 1977 Chapter 16: Rollover

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Hong Yanwu thought the problem would be solved immediately. Unexpectedly, You San not only didn't panic, but also smiled nonchalantly.

"What's so big? It's even bigger."

This reply surprised Hong Yanwu, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

You San looked even more proud and shook his head, "Who are you? Are you confused like me?"

This reaction made his subordinates become more energetic and started shouting.

"What's the matter? Are you confused about my brother?"

"Are you looking for sex?"

"You came here to bombard me with assassins? Do you believe it will be leveled?"

If it were a previous life, Hong Yanwu would definitely have lifted the table and started practicing based on his current situation. As for the consequences, he would never consider it. But now, he is young only in appearance, and his heart is no longer a young boy. Therefore, he ignored these provocations like chirping birds, and just kept silent and calculated in his heart: It seems that something big has happened...

Players and Buddhas in the capital have always had a rule of not making money beyond the limit. In the capital of this era, every bus line, every train station and long-distance station has a clear division of power. No matter where the player and the Buddha are, they can only toss in their own territory. Once they cross the boundary, they will cause fights and cause casualties.

Although Yongdingmen Railway Station is the least popular railway station in Beijing, it is still fatter than the bus line. This is definitely a must-win place for those who want to have fun. Therefore, anyone who can replace Da Dehe in this territory must have extraordinary means or strong backers.

Hong Yanwu really didn't pay much attention to the few pieces of information in front of him. He was worried about the "master" behind this group of thieves. But he was really not sure what kind of gods he was worshiping on the ground now. To him, this was all decades ago. What's more, even according to this era, he has not returned to the capital for more than a year.

Huh?

Hong Yanwu suddenly remembered something again.

He seemed to have an impression that after the severe crackdown in 1983 in his previous life, he met Da Dehe again in the capital, and the two of them drank wine at Xisi Yanji Cold Noodles. At that time...

Yes, Dadehe mentioned it. It seems that they were both arrested and sent to labor camps at about the same time, but in different locations. Da Dehe did not go to Chadian, but planted crops at Tiantangheer (the Tiantangheer labor camp in Beijing).

When was Da Dehe arrested? The end of 1975 seemed to be earlier than he was arrested.

Why did you forget this? Well, the person in charge must have changed here.

But it’s so big that it fits in your hand. Who is underneath it? The one who can fight... seems to be one named Gongzi, and the others... Erdan? Two sons? No...I really can’t remember clearly...

While Hong Yanwu was deep in thought, You San was also thinking about him carefully. Hong Yanwu's slight frown of hesitation was completely seen by You San. After a while, he actually laughed quietly.

Hong Yanwu didn't pay any attention to this. After a while, he thought about it and tentatively mentioned people. "Gongzi also knows me, you can just come to him..."

"Gongzi? You're still playing the string. Let me tell you, this is Master Cheng's land." You San became more and more arrogant. He seemed to have concluded that Hong Yanwu was pretending, and stopped the conversation with one sentence.

Hong Yanwu was stunned. He really didn't know that Mr. Cheng was a kid who came out of a lonely grave.

You San De ignored others and glared again, "If you dare to be ignorant again, I will throw you into the gutter. Get out of here while I am in a good mood."

Actually, apart from Uncle Xue's money, Hong Yanwu really doesn't care about anything else. He pondered for a moment, then took a step back. "We are from different walks of life, how about we each give in? I want my five dollars, the one with the phone number on it."

Unfortunately, being too quick-minded is a common trait of most gangsters. You San just thought he had seen through everything. "Want to come back? My rule is that you can only get in but not get out."

When the subordinates heard the big brother's tone, they all curled up their lips in awe. Especially the three little ones who had been repaired by Hong Yanwu were now eager to take the opportunity to take revenge and vent their anger, and the fuss became even more exciting.

"Who is the same as you? Looking for a fight."

"Do you have any part in making the conditions?"

"What the **** are you doing? You must have taken the wrong medicine."

Hong Yanwu still endured it and continued to persuade You San earnestly.

“In an iron-clad camp, there are flowing soldiers, the stars change, and the gods change positions. It’s normal to be a little bit inconsistent (a slang term referring to the situation of not being aligned). But you should keep three points in everything, and don’t lay waste to yourself because of small losses. ”

These words are very tough, definitely the tone of Lao Jianghu. You San's eyes rolled, and he seemed a little confused again.

But those three **** are just troublemakers, and they want to cause trouble when they have nothing to do. This gives them an excuse to cause trouble.

The little greasy head first pointed at Hong Yanwu's nose, "Where did it show up for you? You know a few slangs, why are you pretending to be an old gun (slang, a qualified gangster)."

Triangle Eyes is determined not to let the little greaser take the lead alone, "You are a liar (slang, a liar who can make nonsense). Who are you trying to scare? We are soldiers outside, and anyone who doesn't go will be squatting."

Hei Lian was the most excited, probably because he had suffered the most just now, so he wanted to take out all his anger. He smiled broadly and said, "I'm telling you, don't worry about those five dollars. It's all on the table and has already been eaten. Haha..."

"Oh! Oh!..." The three cubs knocked on the table and bowls with their chopsticks. The jingling is clanging, the chicken is flying and the dog is jumping.

This is the characteristic of a little hooligan. He likes to bully the weak and is afraid of the strong. When he meets someone he thinks is easy to bully, he will do whatever he wants until he gets out of hand.

Hong Yanwu's most sensitive nerve was touched. His mind became hot and he could no longer remain calm.

Ignore them, cats and dogs all jump out. If you want to give them more face, even the **** can pretend to be a submarine.

With anger, Hong Yanwu turned sideways and grabbed his right hand, grabbing the excited black face, his eyes widened, "Boy, do you dare to say it again? Where is my money?"

The black face was immediately dumbfounded. Whoever said that he was not afraid would be lying. To say that he was really lacking in skills, he just wanted to make fun of Hong Yanwu with the other two boys, but he just forgot that Hong Yanwu was sitting right next to him. As a result, he fell into Hong Yanwu's hands again before he had time to hide.

Seeing Hei Lian trembling all over and turning into a softie, You San quickly gave Hei Lian a wink.

Heilian seemed to have a backbone after receiving it. He gritted his teeth and not only stopped avoiding the fierce look in Hong Yanwu's eyes, but also resisted, "Sun...grandson, you...don't accept it?"

This behavior naturally made Hong Yanwu feel abnormal. In surprise, he raised his eyes and saw the encouraging smile on You San's eyes.

After realizing this, the fire in my heart was like turning up the gas stove switch.

As for today's matter, he has been lobbying continuously in an attempt to resolve it peacefully. It's a pity that he called you by the wrong name (a slang term, mentioned the wrong name), and the Yousan he met was too self-righteous and couldn't listen at all, so that the quarrel has reached the point where it can't be resolved now. But this also made him review the principle that he should not give face to the little gangsters.

Hong Yanwu tightened his grip, pulled up the collar of his clothes, and pulled the black face off the chair. The black-faced head knocked against the round table with a thud. Amidst the vibration of cups and dishes, Black Face was forced to kneel on one leg on the ground, like a dog being pulled by its collar.

Hong Yanwu stared at the black face with eyes full of astonishment, "Ask you for the last time. If the money is really gone, I will let you fly out of the window."

Hong Mian was choked and out of breath. He tried his best to pick up Hong Yanwu's fingers, but he still couldn't move them at all.

Just like that, after the stalemate lasted for less than half a minute, Black Face gave up on getting out of trouble and finally gave in. "Money, money...it's all at Big Brother's place..."

As soon as Hong Yan's martial arts hand was released, he immediately shouted for help with a black face, like a pig, "Brother! Brother!..."

You San winked again, received the hint, and came over to rush. The boy took the medicine as prescribed, stretched out his hand and pressed Hong Yanwu's left shoulder from behind, and said, "I'm tired of living, I'll help you."

Hong Yanwu was in the heat of the moment, still holding Hei Mian with his right hand, and freed up his left hand to clasp Cun Tou's wrist. He grabbed it and twisted it with his backhand. With a "gud-dong" sound, Chun Tou also knelt on the ground on one knee, still shouting in pain, "Oh, oh, be gentle. Let go, let go..."

Don't look at how easy it is to subdue An Tou, he is really not a loser. The key is that there are three basic skills in wrestling, and stick twisting, which is specially used to practice wrist-catching kung fu, is one of them. Among Hong Yan's essential daily tasks since practicing wrestling, he has to twist the stick for two hours. He has been twisting the stick for as many days as he has practiced wrestling. At his current level, he can twist a wooden stick as thick as a child's arm with both hands and bend it in one hand. Is this something that ordinary people can withstand? So it’s not a bad thing if he didn’t call me mom after receiving such a blow on his head.

Seeing that Hong Yanwu subdued the two men as if they were catching chickens, You Sanke was a little anxious. He waved his hand and the remaining boys stood up, especially the big one, who also touched his hands behind his back. waist.

At the same time, because they were making too much noise, other customers in the restaurant were inevitably affected and became noisy and chaotic again. People at the tables next to him were trying to avoid each other, and there was another sound of clattering dishes, chopsticks, tables and stools, and complaints were everywhere.

No matter how impulsive Hong Yanwu is, he still understands that he must not do anything again now. Otherwise, the commotion will definitely get louder, and if the police are called in, no one will be left behind, and everything will be disrupted at once!

He calmed down for a moment and spread his hands with a gloomy face.

Finally, the restaurant was not completely in chaos. And fortunately, the white coat was busy selling meal tickets, so she just leaned over and cursed a few times. Although she scolded him very fiercely, she didn't come back after all. The storm was over.

The black face took advantage of the chaos and got under the table to the opposite side. The boy got up and rubbed Hu Lu's strangled neck. After being used as a "meat ticket" twice, he had developed a memory and stayed away from Hong Yanwu.

Cuntou was still sitting on the ground, groaning and moving his wrists, mumbling curse words that he didn't dare to curse out loud.

Hong Yanwu didn't even look at them, his eyes only stared in one direction.

"You San, if you eat me, spit it out. We'll be fine."

Seeing Hong Yanwu lower his head and dark face, You San had sat down again. He was too convinced by Hong Yanwu that he didn't dare to take action. Instead, he choked with laughter, "What's the matter, you still want to fight? You really think of yourself as Fei Dao Hua (referring to Hua Shaojie, the protagonist of the 1963 old movie "Flying Dao Hua") Come on?"

Hong Yanwu frowned when he heard this, but before he could speak, You San rushed to Gonghuo again.

"Let me tell you, it's no use trying to play tricks with me. When did you learn to be haha ​​(a dialect of respect, flattery, and flattery), so that you can get things done..."

Hong Yanwu is most annoyed by the virtues of such villains who show off their status (a slang term for showing off one's dignity). Such people will never be able to pass his test.

He raised his hand to interrupt You San, his half-yin and half-yang tone sounding like a warning and a complaint. "Okay. It used to be a matter of everyone taking a step back. Now everything has become a problem, and you are really good at making trouble."

You San jumped up when he heard this, not believing this at all. "Don't play with me like this. You were doing fine just now, but what's wrong with you coming out of the circle? You didn't play well when you went in."

Hong Yanwu was calm and calm, and his words were full of weight. "I admit it when I've done it myself. But I have to advise you again. In everything, you have to first see if it's worth it. Face is given by others, and it's easy to get the money back."

"Brother, don't be polite to Ya, let's **** him together." Cun Tou had already rubbed his wrists and stood up, speaking with resentment.

"Destroy him!"

"Let me bleed!"

"Get rid of him!"

The three little boys, who were worried about the world being in chaos, kept making noises.

You San looked at a few of his subordinates who couldn't hold themselves back, and faced Hong Yanwu with a very proud smile. "Face is given by people, but if I don't give it to you, it won't be worth a penny."

Hong Yanwu could tell that You San didn't know his last name due to the large number of people. He was determined to follow the underworld.

Sure enough, You San squinted his eyes and started to get angry again, curling his lips and complaining. "To tell you the truth, your 'goods' are in my pocket. As long as you are not afraid of bloodshed and have the ability to hold it back by yourself, don't rely on others if you don't want to play with it."

“Sometimes people feel too good and drift easily. Be careful not to get yourself involved, it’s not worth it.”

A knife appeared in Hong Yanwu's eyes, and his domineering expression was a natural expression of his true nature. He no longer had to hide anything, and the more times like this came, the more comfortable he felt. To be honest, even he himself didn't know what blood was flowing in his bones.

"Are you still pretending to be a good person? Believe it or not, I'm going to let you down (slang, meaning to subdue someone) here today?"

You San was completely overturned. As soon as he slapped the table, several of his men were all looking at him, and they could pounce on him at a glance.

Hong Yanwu was laughed out of anger. He thought about it over and over again, and finally figured out something. If You San wasn't a fool, he himself must be. There must be one anyway, otherwise there is no way to explain why this happened.

He didn't talk nonsense anymore, he just gave You San a meaningful look, then stood up, raised his legs, turned right, went out, and walked away.

But You San and the other six people were stunned for an instant. They just stood there, all staring at Hong Yanwu as he walked further and further away.

Cuntou watched Hong Yanwu’s back disappear into the crowd before he came back to his senses and asked stumblingly, "Brother...is he... gone?"

You Sanzheng is scratching his head and wondering: What kind of thing is this? If you say it so hard, is it over? Are you afraid? Did he run away? ”

The three little cubs didn’t bother to give instructions and followed them out of the house. After a while, they ran back and reported, "Brother, she really slipped away..."

You San immediately relaxed completely and greeted his subordinates with his hands down, "Sit down, let's continue drinking."

He first proudly picked up the wine glass and took one by himself, then stepped on the stool next to him and started blowing. "You're a little thing. Do you want to share your interests with me? Be more tender. I almost got you tricked. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll destroy you."

The three cubs all had gleaming eyes, and they were unwilling to give up and wanted to stir up trouble. "Brother, don't forget about this matter, catch up..."

You San was thinking about more important things, so he frowned and scolded him.

"You guys are free. Mr. Cheng hasn't collected the money for this month yet. When you practice in the afternoon, please be careful. No one is allowed to keep the big tickets privately, and they must be handed over to the public. Do you hear me? ”

This sentence made the three little boys lose their energy, and they all sat down listlessly around the table.