Zhan Zhizhan calculated that he would send "Chicken Congliang" home before returning to school and riding a bicycle to Xuejiatun without delaying his plan, so he took the initiative to send "Chicken Congliang" home. Zhan Zhizhan took "Chicken Congliang" home.

"Ji Congliang" helped "Ji Congliang" onto the back seat of the bicycle, then held the handlebar with one hand, grabbed the seat with the other, and stretched his legs across the beam. Zhan Zhizhan turned to "Ji Congliang" with a smile and said: "There are so many things that are always urgent.

The world is turning, time is running out, ten thousand years is too long, just seize the day! You can sit tight and set sail!"

"Why do you talk so much nonsense!" "Ji Congliang" said after all, he still hurriedly put his arms around Zhan Zhizhan's waist.

Zhan Zhizhan pedaled the bicycle pedal hard and asked, "Hey... tell me how to go!"

"Turn left after exiting the school gate, and turn right when you reach Min'an Street. Hey... my name is Ji Chongliang, but it's 'Hey' or 'Hey' in Dingba. It's like she has no name." "Ji Congliang"

He pinched Zhan Zhizhan's waist and corrected him.

Zhan Zhizhan thought to himself: "'Chicken Congliang'? Oh my god, bang bang, fried green onions in lard! Isn't 'Chicken Congliang' the same as the kiln sister's son Congliang! Isn't such a name a eldest daughter's name?"

Naturally, I couldn't say these words, so Zhan Zhizhan smiled and said: "Catch! Hit! Hit! Then I'll call you pretty!"

"Okay! I'm so surprised that you called me 'Pretty'! Haha... I said 'Flower Protector King'. You haven't been to the pier before, have you? Have you visited all the fun places in the pier?" "Ji Congliang"

Seemingly forgetting the pain of sprained ankle, he chirped.

"Oh, I just went to Central Street and took a stroll along the riverside." Zhan Zhizhan replied smoothly while carefully controlling "Ji Congliang"'s bicycle, for fear of accidentally falling to the ground.

That's really embarrassing. Fortunately, the weather in the port has warmed up, and the first snowfall didn't stop, and it was all spent! Otherwise, no matter how good Zhan Zhizhan is at riding a bicycle, he will just be "Ji Congliang" on this broken bicycle.

, he also had to fall with a black nose and a swollen face. The bicycle of "Ji Congliang" is too old! It is a "big national defense" produced by Qingdao Bicycle Factory. I am afraid it has a history of more than 20 years. It is really noisy except for the bell.

It makes noise everywhere. It's really hard for "Ji Congliang" to find the antique from nowhere.

Zhan Zhizhan was pedaling his bicycle, chatting and laughing with "Chicken Congliang", but he didn't feel tired, let alone lonely. Suddenly, from the hustle and bustle on the road, bursts of cries came from far and near. Cries.

It was getting closer and closer, and gradually, there were crowds of people in front of me, and there were so many street stalls that it was dazzling. Zhan Zhizhan seemed to have seen this kind of bustle before, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before. Zhan Zhizhan couldn't help but get excited.

Get up. Suddenly, there is a cry of "Bala Shi Hei"! This kind of pidgin-like shouting made Zhan Zhizhan very curious and asked: "Liang Liang, what is this call?"

"Ji Congliang" smiled and said: "Haha... This is a small land parcel market. There are old furniture, old clothes, old shoes and hats, old hardware, old tires, old books and periodicals, old leather goods, old sacks, old jewelry.

Old porcelain, old metal, old antiques, etc. are all for sale, but they are all old. Just now, many people shouted "Bulashe", which is Lao Maozi's dialect, which means "old things"!"

"Oh? It turns out that 'Bu La Shi Hei' means 'old things'! If you sell rags, just sell rags. Why do you still have to yell at Lao Maozi to attract business?" Zhan Zhizhan was very curious.

He learned another foreign language, but he still had a lot of questions.

"Chicken Congliang" is also a person who likes to show off. It is rare that Zhan Zhizhan's curiosity is so strong, just like a studious student who has many puzzled questions to ask the teacher. "Chicken Congliang" immediately became interested and took the trouble to chat.

Get up: "This area is the earliest grocery store in the port. It was the old man who fled fifty or sixty years ago who had no financial resources, so he brought here the pocket watch, hip flask, pipe, belt, and various badges he carried with him.

Come and sell them in exchange for some food. A market gradually formed on the ground."

Zhan Zhizhan knew that there were many foreign words in the local dialect of the port, especially Lao Maozi. He thought about it and asked: "Then 'dibao' is also Lao Maozi, right? What does it mean?"

"Haha... you are so smart!" Fortunately, "Chicken Congliang" really knew, she smiled and said: "The 'land bag' you are talking about is really an old-fashioned saying, it means 'locomotive' garage! Oh my god.

…Let’s take a stroll around the market!”

"Chicken Congliang" was explaining the meaning of "dibao" when suddenly he was startled and wanted to walk around the market. Fortunately, Zhan Zhizhan's mind was quick, otherwise, "Chicken Congliang" would have been completely confused.

"Can your ankles be repaired? How about you sit on the bicycle and I push you!" Zhan Zhizhan felt that this was a good idea.

"Chicken Congliang" smiled and said: "No! Let's walk slowly, my ankle will heal faster!"

What "Chicken Congliang" said was not unreasonable. Zhan Zhizhan stopped being modest and pushed his bicycle, chatting with "Chicken Congliang" while watching the excitement. Just as he turned into a small alley, a girl suddenly ran towards him.

, people in the market were dodging one after another. Just as I was about to dodge, the panting girl suddenly shouted to me: "Eight...Uncle Eighth, hurry...save...hurry...save me!"

Zhan Zhizhan looked intently and saw that three or four young men were chasing Xiao Fei, the subordinate of "Huangpizi" whom he met in the "Lao Gaoli" ward of the municipal hospital. Zhan Zhizhan handed the bicycle to "Ji Congliang" for help.

Then, Xiao Fei ran to him, threw himself into his arms, and shouted in horror: "Uncle Eighth Master... help me! They are going to beat me!"

Zhan Zhizhan patted Xiao Fei's back gently and comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, Xiao Fei! Don't be afraid! There is an eighth uncle in this place!"

"Oh wow! You little bastard is so beautiful! You don't even have to ask whose horse this is!" A gangster who was so big that he could fit Zhan Zhizhan into it came cursingly.

In front of Zhan Zhizhan, he looked at him up and down.

"Friend, do you know where this is? This place is the territory of 'Brother Hong'. If you want to play hero and save the beauty! Wow! You can just go somewhere cool and idle!" Another ruffian carrying a stick said

He said coaxingly.

Zhan Zhizhan understood that these gangsters turned out to be Zhuang Jianhong's brother, the subordinates of "Crash into the Ghost". Zhan Zhizhan cursed secretly in his heart: "Hey, hey, a bunch of bastards who don't know whether to live or die, stop doing evil.

It’s all up to you!”

Zhan Zhizhan didn't pay attention to these little gangsters at all, and said sternly: "What kind of tricks are you doing to bully a little girl? You don't mind it! You, Brother Hong, are the most annoying.

'Why don't you know about such a nasty thing?"

"Wow! It's you, don't think that we are afraid of you because you have the 'Four Minions' guarding you! Why are you trashing 'Brother Hong'? I will kill you right now, believe it or not!" A local ruffian obviously recognized Zhan.

Zhi Zhan shouted very arrogantly.

Zhan Zhizhan said calmly: "People in our society give each other face! Tell us how we can let this girl go!"

"Wow! Who can get out of your crotch without clamping your crotch tightly? My brother An is interested in this little pony. How can you mind your own business?" said the gangster holding the stick.

He cursed impatiently.

Zhan Zhizhan was furious in his heart. This was not the campus of Butou University. He originally wanted to give these domineering and evil-doing gangsters a lesson. However, although these gangsters were hateful, they were not monsters after all, and their crimes would not lead to death.

Zhan Zhizhan glanced at the crowd who gathered to watch the excitement from a distance, and thought to himself: "Don't let me make a mistake and kill another half, or I will be greedy for the case! Hehe... I'll forget it.

If the soul, the Great Demonic Mandrill, appeared, it wouldn't be right to scare these gangsters away! There are so many people in this small market in Dibao, and the appearance of the Great Demonic Mandrill is too ferocious! If the soul appeared,

, this group of ordinary people watching the excitement suddenly saw such a vicious guy, they had to scare people to death! I am famous! We serve the people, and everything is for the benefit of the people! I must not do it for the sake of temporary pleasure.

Let the masses suffer losses again!”

Zhan Zhizhan really had no other choice but to bite the bullet and try to get through. He suppressed his anger and said: "I am this little girl's uncle. If she agrees to have a relationship with your brother An, I will never do it."

Opinion……"

"I don't want to play with that cripple who is missing one foot!" Xiao Fei is still a child after all. With Zhan Zhizhan supporting her, her courage suddenly became bolder, and she was naturally not afraid of a few little ruffians. However, she

He also didn't consider Zhan Zhizhan's situation.

"You little brat, how dare you scold Brother An? I'll chop you, little brat, do you believe it or not!" The big-headed gangster became furious, cursed, and pulled out a gun from his waist with a "swish" sound.

With a machete, he was going to chop at Xiaofei with all his teeth and claws.

"'Big White Bear', wait!" The gangster who recognized Zhan Zhizhan first hurriedly stopped "Big White Bear". He seemed to remember Xiao Fei calling Zhan Zhizhan "Uncle Eighth Master".

After looking at Zhan Zhizhan up and down again, he said politely: "My friend, what do you and 'Goldfinger' Huang Sanye call each other?"

When Zhan Zhizhan heard what this little ruffian said, he felt that he had a way to pretend to be a fool. He said calmly: "'Goldfinger' ranks third among our eight brothers. He is my third brother. I am the youngest."

I have no ability, I am an old man, ranked eighth..."

The ruffian looked at Zhan Zhizhan suspiciously, obviously lacking confidence: "You eight brothers? Then... what do you call them?"

Zhan Zhizhan said to this ruffian coldly: "I am not very talented, but my friends in society praise me and call me 'Beixia'!"

"I heard that there is a 'Seven Brothers of Bu Tou'. Why did you suddenly turn out to be a 'Bei Xia'?" The little ruffian frowned again. Obviously, he had never heard of the existence of "Bei Xia" on the road.

He thought for a while and said, "No matter how you say it, the 'Seven Brothers of Bu Tou' and Mr. Huang must be given some face. But...this friend also has to give us an explanation."

Zhan Zhizhan didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, so he nodded and said, "Speak in horror!"

The ruffian said grimly: "If you let me hit you with a stick, we brothers can go back and report to 'Brother An'. If you can handle it, we will break up the matter. If you can't handle it, we will break up."

, Hehe... Then I'm sorry!"
Chapter completed!