Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 673 687 [Emergency in Jianghu]

These days, Song Zhichao got a bicycle from nowhere, and rode it back and forth in the streets and alleys of various districts in Zhonghai City.

To be honest, this feeling is really good.

As the former "Ten Mile Foreign Market", Zhonghai City has many attractive attractions, not to mention that there are not many cars in this era, and the air is extremely fresh.

Riding a bicycle, eating snacks from all over Zhonghai, such as tofu nao, pan-fried buns, glutinous rice dumplings, crab shell yellow, mint cake, etc., made Song Zhichao linger, especially when he was at the night market, he would see some vendors in many streets. The nightlife in Zhonghai City is full of strong cultural flavor by setting up stalls to buy and sell cassette tapes and old books.

eight o'clock in the evening--
Zhonghai City, Jinling Road.

As the most prosperous street in Zhonghai City, Jinling Road is famous far and wide.

When Song Zhichao drove the rented Phoenix bicycle here, various noises came from his ears.

"Pear paste candy! Delicious pear paste candy! If it's not delicious, you don't need money!"

"San-fried steamed buns! Zhouji fried steamed buns are delicious and catchy!"

"Sell books, all kinds of magazines and books, old books, the only ones you have!"

"Look, take a look! I have all kinds of songs on this booth --- the new song of the four great kings of Hong Kong and Taiwan, Little Whirlwind Lin Zhiying has just arrived!"

Immediately, the deafening singing sounded, but it was Jimmy Lin's popular hit "Not Every Love Song Has Good Memories":
A thousand words are worth a sentence
Repeatedly unable to hold a grain of sand
My eyes are different from others

if you understand please don't go
I follow on the street, in the sea and in the sea
how to laugh how crazy feel together

How much to love, how much to pet, to accept all
I just don't see your tenderness
Not every love song has good memories
When you run out of sadness, there is only separation...

Next to them, young men and women in fashionable jeans and sweatshirts couldn't help but walked to the tape booth along with the singing, and began to look through the albums of their favorite singers.

In the other place, under the bright street lights, there are various vendors, besides selling food and drink, there are also those who take the burden to shave their heads - but in Zhonghai in this day and age, those who dare to shave their heads are basically some Elderly people, firstly, are used to this way of shaving their heads, and secondly, it is cheap enough. It only costs two or three cents to shave their heads. Going to that kind of beauty and hairdressing parlor will cost you several yuan.

The barber is an old craftsman, he took the razor and rubbed it up and down on the smooth sharpening cloth a few times, then took a brush and dipped it in foam, and rubbed it on the old man's chin, making it look like a circle of white beard.Immediately, the master took the razor and ran along the circle of foam, bowed his waist, lowered his head, pinched the opponent's chin with his hands, and began to shave seriously.

Next to the shaving stand is a shop that sells small groceries, such as flashlights, nail clippers, brooms, mops, slippers, socks... everything.

The one with the most crowds around is the stall selling kitchen utensils. The big brother is super eloquent. He took a washboard for shaving radishes, and while brushing and rubbing the shredded radish, he beeped at the mouth of the crowd: " Come on! The friends in front of you just look at it, the friends behind you stand forward, the friends in the middle come to look at me, and stand in the middle around you, I will make an advertisement for everyone... The waves of Honghu Lake, you can have whatever you want... It doesn't matter whether you buy it or not, the key is to take a look at our new products... shredded radish, strips of radish, just brush it twice!"

As an "experienced person", Song Zhichao has a deep memory of these, so he pushed the cart and watched it amidst the crowds.

But before he could watch for a full minute, he heard commotion outside the crowd, and someone shouted: "It's a fight! Come and see!"

This voice seemed to sound the alarm, causing people to look back.

Originally, people in this era like to get together to join in the fun - no mobile phone, no Douyin, the only fun is watching people yelling and selling things, things like fighting are even more rare, so this voice immediately put those Surrounded by comrades selling turnip boards, they were called over.

The crowd dispersed, and they all went to watch the fight, which made the peddler shout: "Don't go away, I haven't finished talking! What's so good about fighting, life is precious, stay away from fighting and right and wrong... ..."

Song Zhichao got on his bicycle and was about to leave - he wasn't interested in watching any fights, but the beaten man broke through the crowd and ran towards him, yelling at him as he ran: "Make way! Quickly make way!"

Song Zhichao: "..."

Before he could react, the man slammed into his bicycle like a bull with a bang.

Suddenly, Song Zhichao turned his back on his back.

……

Song Zhichao was knocked to the ground while riding a bicycle, but felt something fly high above his head, and fell down in front of his eyes with a slap. Looking carefully, it turned out to be a "flip flop".

Song Zhichao looked at himself, he was wearing white Lifan sneakers, so this black flip-flop was... the guy who bumped into him.

Look at that person again, one leg is pressed under the bicycle, with big wavy long hair, a light white short-sleeved shirt on the upper body, and a pair of breeches with the American flag printed on it, at first glance, it is a woman, look carefully At first glance, he is a man.

When the long-haired man saw Song Zhichao looking at him, he said, "I'm sorry, I ran too fast—Jianghu emergency, let me use your bicycle!" The flip-flops flew off, pulled out the left leg that was pressed under the car, endured the pain, got up, and limped to lift Song Zhichao's fallen bicycle.

But before the long-haired man lifted his bicycle, he heard someone behind him shouting: "Grab the kid surnamed Nie! How dare you blow my brains out with a beer bottle. I thought I was some kind of young master Zhong Hai!" A potbellied man fat man shouted from behind.

Then I saw two sturdy men with short crew cuts chasing after him, and pushed the long-haired man to the ground.

The fat man behind also came over, panting, the fat on his face and neck trembled, his head was dripping wet, blood and beer mixed together, he looked embarrassed.

"You run, why don't you run?" The fat man pulled up his Adidas T-shirt, wiped his fat face, and dangled the thick gold chain around his neck.

The long-haired man was kneeling on the ground under the pressure of two people, with his hands clasped behind his back, and one of the short-haired men put his knee on his back, preventing him from moving or resisting.

"Da Bing, Da Jun, you two have done meritorious service, and I will reward you for your merits when you get back." The fat man happily said to the two crew-cut men.

Obviously, these two are his subordinates.

(End of this chapter)