Chapter 14 Chapter One

The matter between me and Erhei closely linked me with Li Bin and the others.Even though Shiliu and I didn't want to join the group easily, afterward I thought about it carefully, all the things that happened in the past six months, Li Bin and the others were more or less involved in the process of almost everything, and there was a faint secret behind everything. There are some shadows of these people.So I came to a conclusion that Shiliu and I would never be able to achieve great success, we must rely on Li Bin's existing strength to occupy a place in the city, and this situation is usually called "borrowing".Li Bin also said to me and Shiliu that he was "thirsty for talents", so we hit it off with a tacit understanding and got closer day by day.Li Bin does have the style of being a big brother. I’m telling the truth, I’m not exaggerating at all. Li Bin looks a bit like Chow Yun-fat. Really, he’s also tall, with a small round face, and he’s full of bad ideas when he smiles. He was the first one to wear a Japanese windbreaker in our area back then, with a curly head full of greasy twist, full of style, or in the end the famous beautiful sister "Big Rooster" in the city chased Li Bin desperately!

However, Pomegranate was still reluctant to take refuge in Li Bin, but I had made up my mind, so Pomegranate went with the flow and mingled with Li Bin with me.There is one thing in my heart that I can't let go of. I took over a general's woolen hat from Li Bin, and now I hang out with him every day, and I always feel that I owe him a favor.This also includes that Li Bin has helped me out for a while, regardless of the role he played in it, he was also present.So I also wanted to give him something to repay. After thinking about it, I decided to find a better-looking sheepshearing military cap and present it to Li Bin. It would be an audience gift for me and Pomegranate to join Li Bin's gang.This is what we said at the beginning, I snatched the shearling hat of the old dumb Xitou in Nanxiang Hutong.At that time, I could not have imagined that a great battle between "Chengli" and "Xitou" would be triggered because of this sheep shearing military cap!

Let's talk about the characters first, the one I hated was called "Old Dumb".Despite his nickname, Old Mute, in fact, this person does not have any language barriers. He only got such a nickname because he spoke late when he was young.According to the superstitious saying in the past - "the nobleman speaks late", the old mute who grew up is not only not dumb, but has a mouth that can speak well, and his mouth is not forgiving, because his lack of mouth has also caused him troubles!Speaking of his appearance, he has delicate features, with a treacherous air in his delicacy. He is still a handsome guy today, but in the 1980s, the aesthetic standard advocated thick eyebrows and big eyes, and it was not popular to grow up like him.

The old mute lived in a small alley on Xiguan Street called "South Xiaodaozi", and he knew the famous "Little Lin Biao" in Xiguan Street. The old mute always regarded Xiao Lin Biao as his elder brother.Xiao Lin Biao is also a nickname. This person has many disciples, but there are not many confidantes who have died. Most of them nominate and report for their own status, and use the banner of Xiao Lin Biao to work outside.Those who use the banner of Xiao Lin Biao to flaunt outside, actually don't know Xiao Lin Biao at all.The old mute is different from them. The old mute is always looking forward to the boss and following orders in front of Xiao Lin Biao.Xiao Lin Biao also cherished the old mute very much, so for a period of time, the old mute was waving flags and shouting all day long in the Xitou area, defiant, and he had an eloquent mouth full of ruthlessness, and he would beat him up when things happened. Frightening, few people would dare to provoke him, let alone take off his shearling hat.In those days, if you wore a good-quality sheepshearing hat on your head, you wouldn't even ask it on the street. It must be the master of one side, and the worst is the number one in the road.Without a certain number of ways and certainty, you dare not go out on the street wearing a good-quality sheepshearing hat.You may not be able to stay at the door of your own house, let alone go out of the door to a place outside your sphere of influence. In a few moments, you'd better not pretend to be that big-tailed eagle, and put your hat at home is the best policy !

At that time, the old mute was confident of no one, and he never forgot to mention that he was from "Xitou" when he talked about troubles outside!When it comes to "Xitou", we have to talk about what the old Tianjin Wei said about "Xitou" and what kind of concept it is.We talked about "characters" before, and let's talk about "geography"-Tianjin Wei Lao Xitou.As the name suggests, it is the former West City Gate, bounded by Xima Road to the west.It generally refers to the large area of ​​"Xiguan Street, Xiyingmen, Xishi Street, South Avenue, and Xidawanzi".The reason why a group of people used to refer to themselves as "Xitou people" from time to time is because Xitou has always been a place where heroes are born.

To be far away, the first person to bear the brunt is Li Jinao in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, known as "Li Erye".The folk customs in Weixitou, Tianjin are tough, and some of them are heroes with strong bones, which are passed down by word of mouth among the people.Later, Yu Shuhai, a Jinmen storytelling artist, compiled these glorious deeds into storytelling, which was called "Selling Heroes", commonly known as "Banghuner Theory", and another name was "Friend Daoer", which was widely circulated in the Republic of China , has become the condiment of the after-dinner discourse that everyone in the township competes to pass on by word of mouth. Tianjin Wei is a little older, who hasn't heard of "Li Jinao broke his leg twice"?As the saying goes, "friends have their own way, and gangsters have their own opinions", friends with broken arms and legs have their own way, and gangsters have their own opinions.How do you say this?Playing around in Tianjin Wei, going out for a walk is to make friends, for the loyalty of your buddies, you have to be willing to break your arms and legs.When gangsters fight, they fight directly when they meet each other. When gangsters have a theory of civil and martial arts, one-to-one, the one who pays attention to the literary or the martial arts, and the one who plays the literary is to chop himself with a knife.If I chop off a finger, you have to chop off a hand.If you chop off your hand, I'll chop off another arm. If you don't dare to play, then you will fall down.In martial arts, you stab me with a knife, and I stab you with a knife. Roll the nails on top of each other, and get into the frying pan side by side.Therefore, in the old days, a gangster was also called a "juggler". It was not others who played tricks, but himself who was more than a hundred catties.Those who go out for shopping are all playing with styling, and you can tell whether it is playing or not from the dress.In the Qing Dynasty, big play children paid attention to flower shoes and big braids.In the early 1980s, there were sheep shearing military caps, four-pocket military jackets, and canvas military satchels, all of which were styling.Tianjin Weixitou is a place where big jokes are made. In our time, as long as "I am from Xitou" is mentioned, the speaker will always be so confident, so confident, and so superior Feeling, then no one dare to provoke!It's not good for me to provoke anyone, such a person—the old mute Xitou!

That day happened to be a buddy of the old mute, who had a fight with "Gaba" in Zhenshi Street, and was beaten by Gaba and a few of Gaba's little brothers, and finally got his head broken and bleeding, and was thrown in the alley of Zhenshi Street inside.The old mute buddies are called "red hair", not the red hair, the red hair who plays mahjong.He was fine, no fatal wounds, but he couldn't hold it for a long time, the red hair walked from the east entrance of Needle Market Street to the west entrance, and almost reached the National Cultural Palace, bleeding too much, dizzy and weak, slipped to the wall Sitting on the ground.Out of kindness, those who passed by asked the redhead's address or family members.The red hair told the phone number of the old dumb, so the old dumb and the "old catfish" came together.The two sent Hong to the No. 2 Central Hospital. After Hong Fa was admitted to the hospital, everything was settled. It was past ten o'clock at night, and the two of them were about to go home. As soon as they left the hospital, they happened to meet Baojie and me in the No. 2 Center. The person wearing a sheepshearing hat is waiting at the door, and there is the plot of taking off the hat.

The previous plot has been explained, let's talk about the latter.After I took off the hat, the old mute has been busy with the red-haired business. That has nothing to do with me, so I won’t talk about it here.It is only said that during this period, the old mute never let go of seeking revenge on me, and with his character, he would definitely not let it go, losing his hat is a minor matter, but losing face is a major matter.Both parties are at the stage of being proud and arrogant, and I have already left him a name when I robbed him of his hat, so it is not difficult for the old dumb to find me.After several rounds, the old mute finally found out my situation clearly, and began to plan how to "get rid of" me!In March after the Chinese New Year, Yuanjia Road was also narrow. In the Banqiao Hutong in the city, I took the order. In fact, I had already put the hat snatching thing behind my neck at that time, and I was building my reputation for a while. When he rises up and is complacent, he can't help underestimating the enemy in his heart, and when his heart swells, he starts to look at no one and be rebellious, and he doesn't pay attention to anyone.It should be bad luck, I just finished drinking with some buddies and brothers at Nanmen face, and after drinking a lot of wine, I walked into Ximen alone drunk.Just walked to the middle of Banqiao Hutong, just met the old dumb.With my drunk eyes and slanted eyes, I didn't recognize the old mute at all.The old mute and his party of four came up to me and surrounded me.Before I could react, there was already a brick on the back of my head.The impact made my eyes go black, and my legs were weak at that moment, and I could hardly stand up.Banqiao Hutong is a relatively wide alley. These few people were afraid of being distracted by people, so they put me on the side of Dingjia Hutong.At this time, I was already in a daze and a little unconscious. I knew in my heart that I had met an enemy, but my feet couldn't move, and I was pulled and dragged by the four of them to a corner in a small alley. I lay flat on the ground.The old mute stepped on my neck, so that I could only breathe out half a breath. This suffocation also woke me up, but I still couldn't recognize which enemy came to the door in front of me.

The old mute stepped on my face, gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly, "I'm sure! But your mother caught you, do you still recognize me? Ah! The old mute Xitou is me, my sheep What about the velvet hat? You don’t even call two taels of cotton, you’re too tired to touch the hat on top of my head! Now that you’ve fallen into my hands today, you’ll be sorry for me if I don’t give up The name of the old mute!" After speaking, the old mute raised his foot, stepped on my face again, and asked, "What else do you have to say? Where is my hat?" The old mute lifted his foot I moved my neck away, and I was finally able to take a long breath. My throat was itchy all the time, and I coughed for a while, until tears came down from the coughing. When I breathed evenly, my head was considered to be a little clearer. Son, oh!It turned out to be karma from a month ago, and today I finally came to the door. Seeing this, it means that today's disaster can't be avoided, so there's no need to talk about it. Let the hundred catties be handed over to others!I poked my neck and said, "You old dumb? Do you still want a hat? You don't even look where this is. This is the city, not West End. You're going to touch me today. Are you still planning to go out? Do you believe that I won’t let you out of Ximen?” I was still talking big and trying to scare him, trying to make the old mute follow my train of thought: once I meet someone, I’ll pass it over in a few words , if it’s done well, I’ll have to turn around and raise someone. In this way, the situation may improve, and then I’ll promise to return his hat as a way to slow down the enemy. As long as you let me go back to the mountain now, you old dumb will let me go How it will be done is up to two people to talk about!I thought well, but the old dummy is not up to the trick!

The old mute didn't pay any attention to what I said. He stepped on my face and said viciously: "It's all here now, are you still talking hard? You really don't know your mother is dead, aren't you bragging? You Now show me something, let me see what qualifications you have to speak here, little BK, I will convince you today! Brothers, don’t be merciful, say hello to me!" old man As soon as the dumb words were spoken, the four brothers kept up with the players, punching-that was heart punching, kicking-that was a slap in the face, slapping-that was Shuangfeng piercing the ears!This is the face of beating stinky thieves. I curled my hands on the ground to cover my head, and my elbows tightly clamped my face.After playing for four or five minutes, the brothers were tired and out of breath.The old mute pulled it from his waist and took out a boning knife.At this time, I was lying sideways on the ground, and the old dumb man let a big fat man from them press me down, and the big fat man sat on my waist with his ass.Fuck me, this big fat guy weighs over two hundred pounds, his ass almost broke my waist.I couldn't catch my breath, and I struggled desperately to get my breath out.It's not worth thinking about getting up, it's good to be able to breathe.Our two eyes were fixed on the boning knife in the old mute's hand. The small knife was not big, but it was so sharp, so cold and threatening, so soul-stirring. Son, the blade is blue and blue, and it can shave your beard when you turn it horizontally!The old mute with a vicious face sat down on my lap, I shivered Lingling, and immediately sobered up completely, the soul almost flew out from the back of my head, I couldn't say it, the old mute really It's time to play hard—he's going to break my ribs.

This old mute is really cruel and ruthless. I have heard about "picking a big tendon" before. It is said that a big tendon on the heel is connected to the cervical spine. Once the big tendon is broken, this person will not be able to lift his head completely. Woke up.Imagine that after the knife from the old mute, I can only hang my head on my chest from now on, and I will live my whole life without seeing the world, and I will risk my life without being stabbed by him.A flash of thought floods my nerve center, and the adrenaline is secreted rapidly. Don't underestimate the potential that people inspire at critical moments. You may not be able to lift things that are equal to or twice your own weight. But in a critical moment, you can definitely lift this weight in one go.At this absolutely critical moment, I must first get rid of the fat on my body!The instinct of survival made me see the fat man's plump hands like bear paws in an instant.His hands were pressed against my chest, and one of my arms passed between his hands, and my elbow bent to wrap around the fat man's hand, while my other disabled arm held my other. With one wrist, push it outward.Fatty's whole body strength was concentrated on his two arms. When I wrestled, one arm of the fatty was empty, his body suddenly lost his balance, and he threw himself on my upper body.I was covered by the fat man's pile of fat with my head and face. At that moment, I seemed to be possessed by "Suarez". I bit the fat man's shoulder with my mouth, and I squeezed my upper and lower jaws, only to hear the fat man yell, He elbowed me in the face, and a stream of salty blood ran from my nose and mouth.As soon as I raised my hand, I poked the fat man's eyes with two fingers, digging in hard.Now the fat man couldn't bear it anymore, he yelled and cursed, and at the same time raised his hand to cover his eyes.At this juncture, I exerted all my strength, twisted and rolled over, and finally lifted the big fat man off my body. The big fat man lay crookedly beside me, and my upper body was liberated.At this time, the attention of the old mute and those two people was still focused on my feet.Fatty's loud cry diverted the eyes of the three of them.Seeing that I was about to turn over, the old mute hurriedly stabbed my ankle with a boning knife.I quickly swung my two calves, but I couldn't dodge it even if I wanted to. I saw the shining sharp knife stabbing my feet one after another.Fortunately, my feet were a pair of "college officer boots". The quality of military products at that time was really acceptable. The thick cowhide blocked the old dumb's blade, and I was stabbed one after another. Even my calf and ankle were stabbed more than ten times .The knife wound on my leg was deep, but the thick cowhide of the officer's boots and my desperate struggle prevented the old dummy's boning knife from penetrating my ankle.Seeing the situation, those two rushed over again. If they really held me down again, I would have no strength to break free.In a hurry, I turned around under the old dummy with all my strength, put my hands on the ground, and gave it a hard push, it was all right!I stretched my arms and raised my upper body. Despite the opponent's kicks and kicks, I didn't care to protect my face and eyes. I finally broke free from under the old dumb man. I didn't care about the pain on my feet during the chaotic battle. I gritted my teeth and stood up, hurriedly stepped back a few steps and leaned against the wall.The old mute saw that the trick of picking big tendons would not work, so he would not let me go. The knife in his hand flew up and down, stabbing me randomly, stabbing my buttocks, thighs, and arms one after another, only stabbing me. Their own people were already scared, and those who surrounded me were all stepping back step by step.After being stabbed so many times, my mind was still clear for a while, and a thought came to me: I have to pretend to be dead.As soon as this idea came to me, I immediately slid down the wall, and at the same time as I was going down, the old dumb boning knife stopped at my waist.I sat on the ground, and the old dumb kicked me in the face for the last time, and then he didn't forget to spit on me and cursed: "You don't know how to die, how dare you hit me!" hat? You don’t even know who I am, I’m the old dumb Xitou.” The three he brought hurriedly pulled him back.The old mute was still relentlessly cursing dirty work, looked up and looked left and right, quickly put away the knife, and walked out of the alley cursing.