Siheyuan: rising from the mountains to the countryside

A gangster wearing a yellow military cap stepped forward.

While talking, his eyes caught sight of the plum watch on Chen Hongbing's wrist.

He winked at the man in the yellow military cap.

The leader's eyes moved, staring at Chen Hongbing's wrist.

"Boy, he's still from a wealthy family, and his background is not small."

"But no matter how great your background is, it's useless now, you still have to go to the backcountry."

"You guys are interested in this thing, keep this thing, and then stay on the side."

There was a hint of greed in the eyes of the street slipper wearing a military cap.

People who can afford this thing are either rich or expensive in this era, and their status can definitely be as low as possible. After all, even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it.

But in the same way, this era is the era of going to the mountains and going to the countryside, and such an identity is actually a kind of reminder.

Even if you have a great background, don't you still have to go to the countryside?Don't we still have to go to the Great Northern Wilderness to aid in the construction?

Therefore, this group of gangsters had nothing to worry about, and they were not afraid of Chen Hongbing's background at all.

Chen Hongbing did not speak.

He didn't expect that someone would stare at him shortly after he boarded the train.

It's still this kind of street guy, which is quite like a little bastard, but these bastards are really not as good as little bastards.

The little bastard dared to challenge Zhong Yuemin and Li Yuanchao.

As for the few unattractive goods in front of me, they are not worth mentioning at all.

"I don't want to cause trouble, so get out!"

Chen Hongbing said coldly.

He didn't even look up at them.

The face of a street runner behind him changed.

"Boy, you are courting death!"

With a whimper, the gangsters surrounded Chen Hongbing.

The gangster in the yellow military cap smiled disdainfully.

"Yo, yo, yo, who are you scaring?"

"I want this position, and I want the thing on your wrist."

The people in the carriage also saw this scene, but no one made a sound, and they all avoided it far away.

No one wants to be involved in this matter, and they don't want to meddle in other people's business when they are out.

"This guy is going to be unlucky!"

"Hey! This guy is traveling far for the first time. He doesn't know the cruelty of the outside world."

"Who says it's not? These young people don't have much social experience."

"This group of people are not easy to provoke at first glance, can the arms be twisted over the thighs?"

"Just messing around with this group of people like this, I guess I can't escape this severe beating."

"That's fine, take it as a lesson, and I will remember it long in the future."

Some people around shook their heads. In their opinion, Chen Hongbing was a little bookish, and he had little experience when going out for the first time.

It is estimated that he is another young man who grew up under the protection of his family and has never been beaten by society.

There were also some people waiting to watch the fun. After all, they also saw Chen Hongbing wearing a plum watch, although they might not be able to recognize it.

But people who can afford this thing in this day and age generally have a difficult home.

Either high-ranking officials or rich people.

They were very happy to see a wealthy family like Chen Hongbing being robbed, and even wished that Chen Hongbing would be beaten severely.

After all, the composition of this class in this era is very contradictory.

The stick standing at the junction of the carriage saw this scene, and secretly laughed in his heart.

You deserve it, Chen Hongbing, who told you not to help me just now, you have encountered a hard problem now.

Although he knew that Chen Hongbing was capable, but two fists were no match for four hands. With so many people, could Chen Hongbing beat him?

It's better to beat Chen Hongbing up hard, so as to relieve himself by the way.

There is also the rare item on his wrist, which makes the stick go crazy with jealousy. He doesn't have this item, and he has rarely even seen it. Why can Chen Hongbing have it.

Why can he wear it on his hand.

Quickly snatched it away from him.

……

The onlookers around the carriage had different thoughts.

But at this moment, Chen Hongbing remained calm, ignoring these gangsters.

Seeing Chen Hongbing's attitude, the gangster wearing the yellow military cap became angry.

Everyone in the carriage watched, this kid was so arrogant and defiant.

"Why am I talking to you!"

As soon as he reached out his hand, he grabbed the plum watch on Chen Hongbing's wrist.

Before he stretched out his hand.

Chen Hongbing had already tightly pinched the gangster's wrist.

A pinch!

hiss!

"what!"

"It hurts!"

The gangster immediately showed pain on his face, as if his wrist was clamped by a steel drill, the severe pain made him break out in a cold sweat.

He was in a daze, he didn't expect that Chen Hongbing looked young and was still angry with books, but he had such great strength.

"Let go!"

"How dare you let me go!!"

The gangster's follower saw that something was wrong, and immediately took out a knife from his body.

He stabbed Chen Hongbing viciously.

The people in the carriage were stunned for a moment when they saw this scene, and even used a knife. This time something must happen.

Some timid ones even closed their eyes, not daring to watch this scene.

Chen Hongbing sneered, and threw it out slightly, and the gangster wearing a yellow military cap was thrown out like garbage.

Hit a few punks.

"Ouch!"

Several cries of pain came.

A few punks were swept down in a large area and rolled to the aisle of the carriage.

It can be seen that Chen Hongbing's strength is great, and cleaning up these little bastards is as simple as throwing garbage.

The head wearing the yellow military cap was even worse, and flew into the wall at the junction of the carriages. He was thrown in a mess and hadn't reacted yet.

A gleaming knife was thrown over.

Pong!

With a soft sound, it directly pierced the gangster's yellow military cap.

The gangster touched his head and almost peed out of fear.

His legs were even weaker, and he couldn't get up at all.

"Help...help me!"

"Help me up quickly."

The servant who was still lying on the ground reluctantly got up and hurriedly grabbed his arm.

The gangster pinned the knife stuck above his head, and his liver trembled with fright.

It took a long time for the gangsters to slow down.

At this moment, the way they looked at Chen Hongbing in their hearts changed, full of jealousy and fear.

This kid is a trainer.

Meet a master!

They are used to being horizontal and domineering, where have they seen such a powerful person!

Chen Haobing dismissed it, and sat back in his seat after finishing all this.

The people around were shocked when they saw this scene.

They never expected that Chen Hongbing, who looked young and bookish, would be so powerful.

These little bastards were easily dealt with.

This is really surprising.

"My God, this young man is so powerful."

"It's really a mistake. I underestimated others."

At this moment, he was not optimistic about Chen Hongbing before, thinking that Chen Hongbing was a young man who had just left the house and had no experience, and he would grow his memory after being beaten.

They feel a little pain in the face.

Although this guy is young and may not have traveled far, he has strength and his fists are hard enough.

Just these few little gangsters are not taken seriously at all, and they do have the qualifications.

And the stick on the side was stunned. He knew that Chen Hongbing was capable, but he didn't expect Chen Hongbing to be so powerful.

So many people together are not its opponents.

The gangsters were a little reconciled for not grabbing the seats, but even if they killed them now, they would not dare to trouble Chen Hongbing anymore.

It's purely courting death.

"Eh?! 637, look at that chick!"

Following their eyes, several gangsters stared at a girl not far to the left of Chen Hongbing.

The girl was quite pretty, with two braids and a yellow bag.

Holding a quotation wrapped in red leather in his hand.

"Little girl, make room for my brother."

"Brothers are a little tired after standing for so long, let the brothers take a rest too."

Then a wretched smile appeared in the gangster's eyes.

"Of course, if you don't want to, that's fine."

"I don't mind you sitting on my lap!"

The followers around him also laughed.

The girl couldn't bear such Meng Lang's jokes, she tightly held the bag strap in her hand.

Staring angrily at a few punks.

A little girl was at a loss in the face of such a scene, and was even a little scared in her heart.

Chen Hongbing naturally also saw this scene.

Although he knew in his heart that these gangsters were not good things, but he, Chen Hongbing, was not a saint.