The doomsday gangster travels back to the 70s to be an educated youth in the countryside

A five-star red flag fluttered over a compound, and police officers in uniform and caps were painted on the wall, saluting energetically.

Through the hall, a corridor with quotes from the chairman on the wall, and rooms with closed doors on both sides of the corridor.

In the room, Tang Jihai said: "Practice and practice, but you have to find a young man."

The matter was important, so he came to report the case, but he must not reveal his own secrets, and he was not afraid of the chief trying to test him.

Appropriate displays of force can make the whole thing more convincing.

"Why? Don't you like me as an old man?" The director looked at Tang Jihai and said dissatisfied.

"Isn't it because I'm afraid that you will break it!" Tang Jihai said it nicely, but there was no fear on his face at all, but it seemed that he was afraid of breaking the director, an old man.

Seeing his fake appearance, the chief smiled and said, "Okay, then we can learn from ordinary police officers in our police station."

The director brought people and Tang Jihai to the spacious courtyard outside. There were people discussing each other, which attracted many people to watch.

Some people saw that the person who competed was tall, thin, and young, and said in puzzlement, "Where did this kid come from? He is quite courageous, and he dares to compete with Tang Mengnan."

"Tang Mengnan? Isn't that someone who just came to our unit, very powerful?"

"The army can be transferred to the Provincial Public Security Bureau after being transferred to another job. You said that he has little authority in the army?"

"Then this kid competed with Tang Mengnan, isn't he asking for trouble?"

People around were waiting to see how the newcomer would overthrow this kid Tang Jihai. This kid dared to provoke their police station. He really had the guts to teach him a lesson he would never forget.

No one thought Tang Jihai could win, even Tang Mengnan thought so.

Watching the excitement, Tang Jihai and Tang Mengnan formed a circle. Tang Mengnan took the lead in attacking, and Tang Jihai stretched out his hand to block.

Tang Mengnan is a soldier, with punches and kicks full of strength, while Tang Jihai is a wild way, with softness and strength in every move.

The two first played soothingly to test each other, and then pressed forward step by step, dodging and moving, you come and go and fight back and forth.

Tang Jihai's eyes were bright, and the more he fought, the more energetic he became. It was rare to meet a good opponent. Looking at it this way, the previous Chief Xiao was really not a star and a half behind.

The fight was hearty, but he didn't forget his purpose, he showed his strength, and made others believe that he and the two workers could completely defeat Chief Xiao and the others.

He heard what the people around him said just now. The other party's name was Tang Mengnan, who had just transferred from the army. In addition to the battle between the two, he knew that this person did have two skills.

Tang Jihai enjoyed the game, but he still had reservations.

Originally, he came from an urban family, but it was only a working-class family. He, an ordinary educated youth sent to the countryside, could easily defeat even those who had been transferred from the army.

At that time, the troubles will outweigh the gains.

So after fighting, Tang Jihai was exhausted and gradually fell into a disadvantage. Finally, he dodged a punch and fell to the ground softly.

"It can't be done, it can't be done, it's too, it's too powerful." Tang Jihai was sweating profusely, panting heavily and giving a thumbs up.

Tang Mengnan withdrew his hands and feet, "Give it up." He returned to the director and said, "This kid's hands and feet are clean and neat. If it's not for his lack of physical fitness, there will be a lot of variables in winning or losing."

The director could see clearly and understood that Tang Mengnan was right. It seemed that this kid could indeed fight.

The people around could understand and were stunned, they were really looking through the cracks of the door just now; but those who couldn't understand only knew that Tang Mengnan on their side won in the end.

Just at this time, the old policeman used the key given by Tang Jihai to find the file bag in the car at the door.

Back in the original room, Tang Jihai sat back on the chair, put his hands behind his head, and waited for the director to read the information in the file bag.

The light in the room was dim, the director stood up and went under the light bulb, looking at one by one and then one after another under the bright light.

Frowning tightly, he stared at these documents and materials, and did not put them down for a long time.

Then put away the documents and put them in the file bag, "I will take care of this matter."

"What do you think the spies want these photos for?" Tang Jihai poked his upper body and looked straight at the director with a very curious look.

The director didn't answer, just said: "I'll ask someone to arrange a place for you, don't leave the provincial capital until the matter is settled."

The director walked out quickly, walked to the door, and heard the person behind him say lazily: "We are still making weapons, is this going to war?"

The director paused, then hurried away with big strides.

After a while Tang Mengnan came, "The director asked me to stay with you for the next two days, let's go, first go to the guest house to stay."

Tang Mengnan is more than 1.8 meters tall by visual inspection. He is tall and straight. His uniform has almost no wrinkles.

The two introduced themselves to each other and found out that they had the same surname.

"It seems that we are very destined." Tang Mengnan said with a smile. He has a younger brother who is as old as Tang Jihai, but...

There are so many people in China, it is not uncommon to have the same surname, but Tang Mengnan is in his thirties, his skin is very dark, but his appearance is really handsome, and his eyes also have double eyelids.

Tang Jihai withdrew his gaze and said casually, "Isn't it just fate? You're from the provincial capital, right?"

Tang Mengnan stopped and said in surprise, "Really, you too?"

The two came to the guest house and opened a room with two single beds, blue and white checked sheets, and a green iron bed.

The waiter saw that the customer was wearing a police uniform, and introduced it attentively: "This is a pull cord, and the light will turn on when you pull it. You can take the thermos bottle to fetch water in the hot water room, and in the toilet..."

After the waiter left, Tang Jihai found out the clothes in the bag and answered the previous question: "The educated youths I know are from here."

Tang Mengnan subconsciously thought that Tang Jihai's friends were from the provincial capital, but he himself was not.

Tang Jihai found out the clothes, tidied up the rest of the things, and put the burden on the chair in the room, "I'll go to the bathroom to take a shower."

Tang Mengnan's task is to accompany, but in fact it is to supervise. He cannot let people leave the provincial capital. The specific reason is unknown, but he has to obey the arrangement.

The two came to "Yixin Pond", Tang Mengnan stopped at the door, "I'll go to the opposite side to eat noodles, come and find me after you finish washing."

"Okay." Tang Jihai strolled in, and a circular service desk appeared in front of him. Now he had to ask for a ticket to take a bath, but he had money but no ticket. After waiting at the door for a while, he exchanged fifty cents for a ticket for someone else.

Go inside a row of large bunks, long tables with bath towels on them, take off your clothes and hang them on the hooks on the horizontal bar above the tables, put on wooden slippers, and you can go to take a bath.

There are big ponds and small ponds, but the small ponds accommodate few people, and there were only five people in the small pond he entered.

After soaking in the hot pool for a few minutes, my whole body is numb.There are no such conditions and time in the last days, and there is no clean time every day, and it is even more unnecessary to think about it in Taiping Village.

Feeling extremely comfortable all over, Tang Jihai couldn't help humming a little tune with a smile on his brows.

Such is the life of man!