Movie Variety Show: Starting from a New World

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After Zhao Cheng gave his instructions to the younger brother, he turned around and went back into the house. He sat on a stool and looked at the boy who was kneeling there obediently.

"What's your name?" Zhao Cheng asked curiously.

"Wang San." the man said.

"Where are you from Cangzhou?"

"Wangjia Village, sixty miles outside Cangzhou City, is home to all eight of us!"

"Did Zhou Changli come to you?"

"We don't know who Zhou Changli is! Our village's fourth uncle arranged for us to follow that little bastard to Beiping City to kill people, and said that we would be rewarded with 30 yuan for our family if we succeeded." Wang San said with his head down.

"how old are you?"

"I am fourteen, our eldest brother is seventeen, our second brother is sixteen, our third brother is also sixteen, our fourth brother is fifteen, I am fourteen, and the remaining three are thirteen. We are all cousins ​​and have the same great-grandfather!" Wang San pointed out several people to Zhao Cheng one by one.

"What does your fourth uncle do?" Zhao Cheng asked.

"He's a farmer. As for why I didn't know him before, he came back after liberation. Before that, I only knew he worked as a security guard in Peking!" Wang San said.

"Were you among those who attacked that night?"

"Yes, eight of us went, but I was the first one to be knocked unconscious!" Wang San lowered his head a little embarrassedly.

"Tell me in detail!" Zhao Cheng became interested.

"At that time, those people used bicycles to block the knives. I didn't want to cut that precious thing, so I held back. As a result, someone hit me on the head with a spring lock and I fainted. It was my second brother who carried me back!" said Wang San.

"How many years have you been practicing martial arts?"

"Eight years. I've been practicing since I was young, including taking medicinal baths and other things. Anyway, I've been practicing since I was young!" Wang San didn't dare to resist at all. The policeman in front of him was too cruel and his skills were too powerful.

The fourth uncle in the village was the best in martial arts. Even facing the eight of them with knives, he dared not be unarmed. As a result, not only was he unarmed, but he also knocked out seven of them without even using a second move. So Wang San knelt obediently. A good man never suffers a loss in front of him. As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. This was what his mother had specifically told him before he came out.

Zhao Cheng didn't ask any other questions. Even if he asked, they wouldn't know. Besides, they were scared when they saw the little guy. So he decided to let the local police handle it.

He was only responsible for arresting people and didn't want to worry about anything else. It was too tiring to take care of everything.

Zhao Cheng sat there for more than ten minutes when he heard hurried footsteps outside the yard. He thought it was the police station.

As expected, the courtyard gate and the door to the house opened one after another. In came Xu Le, the director of the Chaoyangmenwai Police Station.

"Old Zhao, it has to be you! I heard that you finished it in just a few minutes?" Director Xu joked with a smile.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw the situation inside. Except for the boy kneeling there, the other seven had fainted. It seemed that they were all beaten by Zhao Cheng's fists and feet.

How did he know? He wasn't blind; the red handprint on his face was still there, and he could see it clearly.

"Just use me to distract you! Okay, now that you're here I'll be leaving. Go back and interrogate these guys yourself. It's up to you how much you can find out! I'll be leaving now!" Zhao Cheng said and walked out.

"Old Zhao, wait a minute, why are you in such a hurry? Come to my place for lunch! Our office bought more than ten pounds of meat today, don't you want to try it?" Old Xu smiled and pulled Zhao Cheng.

"White meat? You should keep it for yourself. I really can't eat that stuff now. The New Year is almost here, and the meat distributed by my family's unit has almost filled up my stomach these days. I really can't eat anymore!" Zhao Cheng rubbed his stomach after saying that.

It’s not that Zhao Cheng is being Versailles, it’s just that the more than ten pounds of fat meat that Lao Xu treasures is not enough for Zhao Cheng to eat alone. How can he have the nerve to snatch food from the young comrade?

As soon as Lao Xu saw his expression, he knew that this kid was not telling the truth. Although his family member worked in a key department, he was not so powerful that he could not eat the fat meat. It was probably because this kid did not want to snatch their food. These days, no unit was rich, and they could only eat meat because the New Year was approaching.

Old Xu could only smile, give Zhao Cheng a cold look, and tell him to get lost. Zhao Cheng didn't care, just waved his hand and left. Director Xu could only quickly call on the people he brought to handcuff the unconscious people and carry them back to the station.

"Director, is this the one from Xizhimen? His skills are amazing. He can defeat the enemy with just one move, and I think several of them were knocked unconscious by his big mouth. They can't be woken up yet. How much strength does he have?" A young comrade said to Director Xu while handcuffing everyone.

"That's just the beginning. Have you ever seen a person throw another person more than ten meters away? That guy did it, and the person he threw out was a 200-pound man who practiced wrestling! This tiger grabbed the collar with one hand and threw him more than ten meters away." Director Xu said with a smile.

"You can throw a living person weighing more than 200 pounds more than ten meters with one hand? Director, you are bragging. How can that be possible? Are you trying to fool us because we are young?" Another young comrade obviously didn't believe it and said with a pout.

"Why wouldn't you believe it? Many comrades from other institutes saw it at the time. It's impossible that everyone is lying!" Director Xu joked with a smile.

Now these people stopped talking, but they became even more curious about Zhao Cheng. Could a person really be so strong?

When Wang San, who was handcuffed, heard about Zhao Cheng's deeds, he was even more grateful that he had the tact to not resist. Otherwise, if he was beaten, wouldn't his bones be broken?

Xiao Liuzi is like that. It seems that he won't have to use a knife anymore after his wrist is injured. Even if he is healed, he will just be a farmer. His right hand is disabled.

When Zhao Cheng returned to the unit, Wang Tiejun pulled him into his room.

"You went out to catch people, where are they?" Wang Tiejun asked curiously.

"Let the Chaoyangmenwai Police Station take them back! I have asked all the questions I should ask, why bring them back? Those guys have to be hospitalized for a while, are you going to pay for them?" Zhao Cheng rolled his eyes and said unhappily.

"No, you gave up such a great achievement?" Wang Tiejun asked in surprise.

"Old Wang, please stop making a fuss. What kind of achievement is this? A bunch of kids whose oldest is seventeen and the youngest is fourteen. Is it something to be happy about if you caught them?" Zhao Chengdu almost rolled his eyelids over.

Wang Tiejun was also discouraged when he heard this. He didn't expect that they were really just a bunch of kids!

Zhao Cheng ignored Lao Wang's imagination and walked straight to the cafeteria. He was a little hungry, and he would get hungry quickly once he started working. Moreover, his strength had increased rapidly recently. Today, he almost beat those guys to death without noticing. It seemed that he had to practice again.

The news that Zhao Cheng captured several knifemen in less than five minutes spread throughout the veteran circle of the entire city within an afternoon. Everyone didn't believe it, but they had to believe it after one of the younger brothers swore an oath.