City Marshal

The rain didn't show any sign of stopping for three days. Apart from going to school, Chu Tian just went back to Wangyou Tavern to stay.

On the fourth day, Chutian felt really bored, and the next day was a weekend holiday, so after dinner, he wandered aimlessly by himself with an umbrella. Tian suddenly remembered the blind old man who played the erhu that Jiang Xiaopang had mentioned, and became interested, and wanted to search for him to see if he was still there.

It's a bit cold today, and there's no one on the street. Chu Tian thought to himself, with this kind of weather and popularity, the blind old man probably won't come out. Just when he was disappointed, he suddenly heard the sound of Erhu coming from the street. , Chutian was slightly happy, in such a bad weather, could it be that the blind old man really came out to play the erhu?Chu Tian raised his legs and followed the sound, and he saw the legendary blind old man on the street.

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A blind old man playing the erhu on the street.

There is nothing attractive about a blind man, and there is nothing attractive about a blind man playing the erhu on the street.

However, Chu Tian had watched him for a full hour and 21 minutes, counting from the time he came here after dinner at Wangyou Tavern.

What really made Chutian watch carefully was not the blind man himself, nor the bleak erhu tune played by the blind man, but the dozen or so hundred yuan bills on the plate that Jiang Xiaopang said.

A blind man playing the erhu has more than a dozen hundred-yuan bills in his plate. How can it not make people curious and stop to watch?

Chu Tian was shocked but also full of incomparable curiosity. He wanted to see why this blind man made people put down so much money. What he wanted to know more was how many fools would put down a hundred yuan bill.

The night is getting deeper, the wind is getting tighter, and the rain is getting misty.

The blind old man was still pulling "Farewell My Concubine" with great enthusiasm, his face full of narcissism, even though the rain brushed against his shriveled cheeks, even though almost no one passed by on the street, he was full of interest, and he didn't seem to feel it. Chu Tian squatted beside him and watched him for so long.

Chu Tian was still leaning on the side, insisting on his own persistence, even though his legs were a little weak, even though his body was a little chilly, just like the blind old man who was still so persistent in pulling the erhu.

When Chutian was waiting beside the blind old man for an hour and 44 minutes, a middle-aged man appeared out of nowhere, took out his wallet, gently picked up two hundred yuan with his slender fingers, and put it on the blind old man's plate Inside, it was pressed down with a stone, the hands were so flexible, and the smile on the face looked extraordinarily weird under the dim light.

Chu Tian's mouth became the word "0", and his eyes were as big as a gong. Are there really so many fools these days?Someone really gave the blind old man a hundred dollar bill?

The hundred-yuan bills on the blind old man's plate rattled in the cold wind. The pleasant sound of the bills seemed to be contemptuous of Chu Tian's ignorance and incompetence.

The middle-aged man squatted there, listened to the half song "Farewell My Concubine", stared at the blind old man for a long time, and then said to the blind old man with a smile on his face: "Old man, how about playing Su Shi's 'Farewell to the Zen Villa' for me?"

The blind old man's erhu sound stopped abruptly, and the moment it stopped seemed to pierce the tranquility of the street, the right hand that was pulling the erhu shook involuntarily, but his face remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "Please forgive me, I don't understand How about a modern version of "Farewell to the Zen Villa" by La Sushi and "Serving the Country with Loyalty"? The song is as touching as it is touching."

The middle-aged man shook his head, with a smile hidden in his face, and said, "It's a pity that I only want to listen to Su Shi's 'Farewell to the Chanzhuangyuan'. I believe you will, and I know you will, right?"

The blind old man's expression didn't change, it was as flat as a pool of stagnant water, as if he didn't understand the middle-aged man's words at all.

The middle-aged man smiled strangely again, beat the beat, and read softly: "If you don't go out in the cold spring of ten days, you don't know that the river and willow have shaken the village. I heard a little bit about Jujue Liubing Valley, and it was green and green without burn marks. Several acres Let me stay in Huangyuan, and half a bottle of turbid wine will be warmed by you. Last year on Guanshan Road today, the drizzle and plum blossoms were dying. Blind Wang, you don’t even forget your favorite words, do you?”

The blind old man sighed, turned his head and said to Chu Tian who couldn't understand at all: "Young man, after listening to my erhu all night, you should go back and rest early."

The face of the middle-aged man also turned around, looked at Chu Tian next to him, and asked with some doubts: "Who is this young man?"

Chu Tian got up and patted the rainwater to make himself dry, and said lightly, "I'm passing by, I'm bored, I want to see what idiots gave the blind old man a hundred-dollar bill."

The middle-aged man knew that Chu Tian was calling him a fool, but he was not angry, but said lightly: "No one can leave, blind old man, we have been looking for you for three full years, from the capital to Shanghai, from Shanghai to Guangdong, and again. From Guangdong to this city, you actually hide under our noses in broad daylight, which really makes me admire; if you hand over the nameless jade tonight, I will keep your whole body for your pleasure, or I will tear you into pieces , making your life worse than death."

At this time, Chu Tian knew the seriousness of the situation, and knew that he was involved in an inexplicable grievance in order to see a fool. Hearing the tone of the middle-aged man, it seemed that the blind old man had something precious in his hand. This middle-aged man It is imperative.

And giving is death, not giving is death, but the degree of torture is different, it seems that I have to hurry up, if I die inexplicably on this cold street, I am just curious to come and have a look, such a death, it is really not worth it .

Chu Tian showed a faint smile, pretended to be very ignorant and said: "You two have grievances to settle, so I won't bother you two, I'll go back to sleep first."

After finishing speaking, he just raised his head to the other side of the street and was about to run. After a few steps, he bumped into two strong bodies. Chu Tian fixed his eyes and saw: a burly man with shining eyes. Any fool would know this kind of person I have practiced.

Chutian really didn't want to make a move, so he hurriedly backed away. The big man didn't chase after him, but just guarded the intersection. The cold light in his eyes made people feel murderous.

The blind old man suddenly made a sound, as if he sensed Chu Tian's embarrassment, and said, "Young man, come here and hide behind me. You can't leave now, and the 'Four Tigers in the Sky' will not leave anyone alive."

Chu Tian turned his head and saw that the blind old man had stood up at this moment, with a kind of determination blooming on his withered face, and a sharpness that he had never seen before. For a moment, Chu Tian believed that the blind old man could protect him, so he slowly Slowly retreating behind the blind old man, his eyes shot at the audience, he really didn't want to make a move, hoping in his heart that the blind old man would defeat them or the people's protector police would appear soon.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, his eyes showed an unusual expression, and said: "Blind Wang, you really have eyesight. I am Zhang Yangfeng, the boss of the 'Four Tigers in the Sky'. You should be generous and hand over the nameless jade. A waste of our energy and time."

"You have been hiding for three full years, and you will not be able to hide tonight anyway, not to mention you are so old, is it interesting to hide?" It is obvious that the blind old man is not dead.

Blind Wang didn't feel scared at all, and said lightly: "The nameless jade has no secrets, if there are any, I would have already guessed it, why should I hide from you everywhere?"

Zhang Yangfeng shook his head: "I don't care if there is a secret or not. I only know that the jade is on you. I only know that this jade has a buyer. I only know that this jade can bring us good fortune."

Chu Tian suddenly became interested, wanting to know what the concept of "good wealth" is, and said, "How much is that piece of jade worth?"

Zhang Yangfeng looked at Chutian, sneered, and said, "Boy, it will scare you to death, 500 million."

Chu Tian took a deep breath, 500 million is indeed very valuable, no wonder there was a lot of shouting and killing.

Blind Wang snorted, with a look of disdain on his face: "The nameless jade is the heirloom of my Wang family, how can I give it to you lackeys of cultural relic dealers?"

Chu Tian felt an inexplicable movement in his heart: cultural relics dealer?He thought of Hongye's words, and wondered if there was an inevitable connection between them.

At this time, I don't know if Chutian moved the sky, a police car roared over, saw Chutian and the others standing on the street late at night, and slowly stopped, Chutian's heart gradually became ecstatic, the police uncle is good , The critical moment unexpectedly appeared miraculously.

The middle-aged man frowned, clapped his hands, and another burly man appeared, stopped the approaching police car, patted the window and said, "'Tianqiu Four Tigers' are doing business, go away quickly."

Although the police didn't know what the 'Sky Four Tigers' were, they knew from the name that it was a gang organization. Unless there was an order from above, the police would not bother to pay attention to the grievances of gangsters. Let them fight to the death.

So, the police car that Chutian hoped to appear turned around and roared away without saying a word, twice as fast as when it came, lest he saw the murder happen.

Chutian's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, but he had no choice but to curse fiercely in his heart: the world is getting worse.If I act now, unless I kill all these "Four Tigers in the Sky", otherwise with their ability and patience to track down the blind old man, I will be in trouble sooner or later.

It's a pity that I never kill anyone, so now I can only wait and see what happens.Now he can only hope that Xiazi Wang will defeat Zhang Yangfeng and the others, so that he can get away easily without being involved in this flying grievance.

At this time, Zhang Yangfeng led three burly men and slowly surrounded him. Obviously he wanted to solve this matter quickly, Zhang Yangfeng's face slowly sank, and he said coldly: "Blind Wang, toast If you don’t eat fine wine, don’t blame us for being cruel, you will know what life is better than death later.”

With a light wave of Zhang Yangfeng's hand, a sharp short knife appeared in his hand, which was extraordinarily shiny under the cold light. In a short while, the other three burly men also showed short knives in their hands.

The rain was blown in by the night wind, and it was as cold as a knife.