I want to be a good person

"What are your names?"

"Sir, let me introduce you."

Zhao Dayou stood up and spoke quickly.

"This is Yang Zichao, from Tianjin, he is good at Xingyiquan. This is Wei Shaojie, from Cangxian County, Hebei, he is good at Bajiquan. Li Kaishan, from Rehe, he is good at Meihuaquan. The remaining two are from Shandong, Liu Qinghe, he is good at Chaquan, and Chen Zekun, he is good at Tan Leg. "

"Hello, sir."

"Please excuse me, everyone."

Zhang Aiguo knew that the two people from Shandong called him "Sir" from the beginning, and the one he followed was Zhao Dayou, out of friendship with his fellow villagers.

Yang Zichao is more down-to-earth, he calls his boss and is an honest person.

Wei Shaojie called him Boss Zhao in a very distant and somewhat arrogant manner.

Mr. Zhao was called by Li Kaishan, which is more interesting, either side is fine.

"I know that the military pay is very low. If you really want to follow me, I, Zhao, will not treat you unfairly."

"Thank you for your appreciation, sir. We brothers are also trying to make a living. This ragtag army is really hard to deal with."

"Everyone, I just want to ask you one question. If you have a conflict with this little devil, would you dare to take action?"

"dare"

Six people shouted in unison.

Oh, Zhao Dayou was also afraid of being pulled down.

That’s right, we should strike when necessary.

"Monthly wages, according to the market, there will be bonuses at the end of the year. We are now paying cash every month. What do you think?"

"Thank you for your generosity, sir. We will sell you these 100-odd pounds."

"Don't worry, follow me. If something happens, I will support your wife and children and send them to foreign schools, so your family line will not be cut off."

"Sir, do you want us to do your business?"

"Hehe, we are law-abiding citizens. We cannot resort to brutal means. This is wrong."

"We listen to Mr.

"You guys go back first and do your job. If anything happens, remember to let me know. I'm worried that Yan Xiaowen is up to something bad."

"Understood"

"I think Dayou has said that when you leave the barracks, don't take anything with you. Just wear your own casual clothes."

"Sir, we don't have any weapons, our force is reduced by half"

"Yes, of course there is, don't worry."

"That's good"

A soldier without a weapon is like Dian Wei without his halberd.

"Dayou, pack your bags tomorrow and sell your house and land first, and get rid of this house as well."

“Yes, sir”

"Then you over here"

“I’ll handle it myself”

"Sir, this police station"

"They just want my jar workshop. No matter how many schemes they use, their goal is still money and things."

After taking back the pistol and money, Zhang Aiguo fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Officer Wang and four other policemen knocked on the door.

As soon as Zhao Dayou opened the door, he was pressed to the ground by four men.

"Officer Wang, what are you doing? Let him go!"

"Oh, I thought Boss Zhao had left. I arranged two people to guard the train station last night for nothing. The brothers worked so hard. I couldn't bear it, and Director Qiao felt the same way."

“I can sell the jar workshop and leave Zhangjiakou.”

"We don't want a jar shop. We just want money. It's so hard to run a jar shop."

"What? You're still thinking of arresting me and asking for money."

"Wow, what a talent! Why the hell didn't I think of that?"

"Quick, quick, catch him."

"gentlemen"

Just as Zhao Dayou was about to take action, the policeman took down his gun and loaded the bullet into the gun with a click.

"Dayou, it's okay, go do your thing first"

"Sir, I"

Several people took Zhang Aiguo and deliberately wandered around the street, warning the public that our control was still strong and would not be challenged.

"Come on, sign your name, and you can go out tomorrow. This is a privilege I worked so hard to get."

"You want me to transfer zero dollars to Director Qiao?"

"Yes, we should not be stubborn. Some things may seem to be given up, but in return we may get something more valuable."

"You signed it, and everyone is happy, right?"

“Haha, where does my joy come from?”

"Being alive is the greatest joy, don't you think?"

"Officer Wang, not bad"

Zhang Aiguo signed twice and followed the police into the cell. The room was full of people who had not yet been transferred to prison. Were they all prisoners?

Many of them are not considered as such. As long as there is a good reason, there is profit to be made, it is someone who should or shouldn't enter, someone who doesn't like you, someone who eats dumplings without vinegar, someone who doesn't pay tribute on time...

"Boy, come here quickly"

'Call me?'

"Yeah, you're dressed like a decent person, it looks like that, take out all the things you had on you.

There are also unspoken rules and established conventions in the prison.

"Hurry up, big brother is calling you"

A few hangers-on urged him on.

Zhang Aiguo was not feeling very happy as he had a lot of anger that he hadn't vented yet.

"Boom"

A right uppercut hit the opponent's chin, sending him flying and causing him to fall heavily to the ground, motionless.

"Lian Jiazi"

Everyone get out of the way, don't mess with him.

Zhang Aiguo found a corner and sat down.

The so-called head bunk occupies the best and largest place. If you knock down the leader, you will lie down there with a solemn promise, and you will be retaliated against that same night.

It is not easy to be a leader. The interests of all parties must be considered, and usually his words do not count.

Unless you are a serious criminal, or you are completely invincible and have to keep one eye open even when you sleep.

The triangle position is particularly good at defense.

"I see this guy is very skilled, I wonder why he came in."

Zhang Aiguo glanced at him coldly.

Leaning in the corner without making a sound.

The other person was wearing a long gown, had a thin figure and wore a pair of glasses.

Unless you take the initiative to talk to others, Zhang Aiguo will ignore them. This is Zhang Aiguo's principle, but he is also forced to do so by reality. There are too many factions, and they all want to win over people. If it is business, there is naturally room for discussion, but the rest is nonsense.

Zhang Aiguo's attitude of keeping people at a distance quickly formed a quarantine zone.

The leader on the ground was woken up by someone. He didn't beg for mercy when he woke up. He just walked aside silently without saying a word. Occasionally he looked up with resentment in his eyes.

If someone begs for mercy immediately after being beaten, he is not a real big brother. A big brother will not willingly give up his position. If the lost benefits are too great, he will not die.

At night, the leader was really dishonest. He brought five or six people and pounced on Zhang Aiguo while he was sleeping with his eyes closed.

Zhang Aiguo pulled out an iron rod and started smashing it hard.

In the morning, the police came to take Zhang Aiguo away. The leader and his men were thrown at the back of the crowd. Some had broken arms, some had broken legs, and their mouths were stuffed with their own underpants.

"Mr. Zhao, you really can't blame me. I have no grudge against you. Please be more understanding. I have to carry out the orders of my superiors. I really have no other choice. If I had a solution, it wouldn't have come to this."

"I still want to thank Officer Wang. It's not easy for everyone. I understand. Goodbye."

"Go slowly. I won't see you off."

The young policeman next to me was a little worried.

"Boss, is there any problem?"

"What are you afraid of? If he has a background, who would dare to offend him? In Zhangjiakou, outsiders can't do anything."

"Arrange someone to keep an eye on him morning and night"

"clear"