Republic of China

Chapter 127
Zhao Sanyuan feels that his luck has always been pretty good, at least in some aspects he is particularly lucky.

For example, the probability of encountering something evil.

In the huge Fengtian City, even the Fengjun Guard Brigade could not find a few zombies. Zhao Sanyuan stumbled across one of them.

Otherwise, my luck is particularly bad.

It was like he was praying wildly in his heart, begging his grandpa to tell his grandma that there would be no trouble before the last train to the 1912 Hotel, but God had to take care of things.

When the tram stopped at a certain stop, a man climbed up from the door.

Yes, it was climbed.

He was a real living person, and he looked like a beggar. He had a four-wheeled cart under his body, and his trouser legs were empty.

The driver gave me a quick glance and didn't say anything, with an out-of-sight expression.

The disheveled beggar glanced around after entering the carriage. When he found that there were only four passengers, he secretly cursed his bad luck. He blamed it on the fact that there had been too many evil things in the past two days and fewer and fewer people went out at night.

But now that it’s here, you can’t get off the bus empty-handed.

The beggar slid the cart forward, took out a sanxian and began to play and sing.

These days, asking for money simply by saying a few words is tantamount to wishful thinking.

Everyone is having a hard time, so why should I give you money?

Therefore, the threshold for a real beggar is definitely not low. You must have skills and work.

As for the person in the car, his Sanxian playing is not much worse than that of the musicians in the theater. At least it sounds pleasant to the ears of the uninitiated.

Unfortunately, there were too few passengers on the bus and everyone had their own concerns, so no one paid any attention to the beggar.

After feeling the embarrassing atmosphere, the beggar didn't mind. What kind of storms have you never seen in the field of begging?Since conventional methods won't work, then break them one by one and give them bombs one by one.

The beggar looked at both sides, and when his eyes fell on Zhao Sanyuan, he quickly left. Judging from the way he was dressed, this boy was the shakiest. He definitely didn't have much money in his hand, so the beggar chose the one on the left who was dozing off with his head down. People as targets.

Zhao Sanyuan wanted to cry but had no tears.

You are so fucking contemptuous of others!

Normally, it’s just a dog’s eyes, but there are four passengers sitting in the carriage, and you choose one who is not a human!

"It's the New Year in the first month~"

"It's the first day of the new year~"

"Every family has a reunion party~"

"Uncle, I'll reward you with two coins~"

Many times, Zhao Sanyuan always laments that the world is full of magic.

It’s just a matter of asking for food, but singing a little fucking New Year’s greeting is off the mark!
Are your zombies having a reunion party?
Let’s open it at your house! ?

While Zhao Sanyuan stared closely at the zombie, his cuffs slowly slid out of the old scale beam. As long as it made a move, he would start to do it. There was no way to wait until the tram passed by the 1912 Hotel.

A wave of waves has risen again.

The young woman next to him who was constantly ogling him actually nuzzled up to Zhao Sanyuan, and gently touched the back of his hand with her little finger. The wave of lust was beyond words.

"What are you doing?"

"I care about you~"

"piss off."

"You're quite arrogant, sister, I just like you~"

Zhao Sanyuan rolled his eyes. He really wanted to give this bitch a big pussy and move it to the back row, but he was afraid that his movements would be too big and disturb the zombies, so he could only endure it for the time being and let the bitch do whatever she wanted.

The tram was still moving forward smoothly and slowly, and the beggar kept playing the sanxian, but no matter how hard he tried, the 'uncle' in front of him didn't buy it at all, and didn't even move.

Really fell asleep?
The beggar didn't believe it and thought that the other party was pretending to not give him the reward.

Humph, I've seen too many stingy passengers like you!
In that case, let’s come up with a backup plan!
thump—

One head knocked to the ground.

"Happy New Year, brother!"

thump—

"I also wish my sister-in-law a happy New Year!"

thump—

“Brother and sister-in-law have a great New Year!”

What is a professional?

That's called professionalism!
There were actually three loud noises, and even the driver was shocked and thought it was a tram derailed.

Unfortunately, kowtowing is of no use.

It’s strange that a living person wants money from a dead person, and it’s useful.

But the beggar didn't know the truth. When he saw that kowtowing was useless, he crawled over with tears in his nose and tried to hug his thigh to sell him.

At the critical moment, Zhao Sanyuan stepped forward, held down the beggar's neck, and dragged him toward the car door. During this period, he kept glancing at the zombie to see if there was any reaction.

"Sing, sing, sing, sing about your mother in the middle of the night? It's almost the first lunar month, but you still want to say hello to the New Year? If you don't want to die, get out of here!"

Then he kicked the beggar off the tram with one swift kick.

After rolling around on the ground several times, the beggar yelled at the tram: "You dare to delay grandpa from making money? You have the guts! I think you are looking for death!"

While he was cursing, he was still chasing the tram. There was a pair of trouser legs under his empty trouser legs. The beggar's legs were not broken at all. He was just using a blindfold to deceive the world.

But how could the beggar understand that Zhao Sanyuan actually saved his life? If he really hugged the zombie's leg, the consequences could be imagined.

At this time, the driver kindly reminded: "Little brother, don't blame me for talking too much. The beggars in Fengtian City are all divided into gangs and powerful ones. Under normal circumstances, no one wants to provoke them. You will definitely be punished for what you did just now if you were too harsh." When it comes to revenge, listen to my advice and get off the car at the next intersection."

Zhao Sanyuan said a few words casually and then sat back to his original position and was on guard.

Even if I am just worthy of this kind-hearted driver, I must ensure that the last train is safe tonight.

"You are so bad~ I like it so much~" The hotties next to her made a fuss again. They looked at this handsome young man Zhao Sanyuan more and more curiously. They never dreamed that they could meet such a top class guy on the last tram. It was so satisfying. It’s okay to collect money.

"I'd get out of the car right away if I were you."

"why?"

"You can't hold it."

The young woman was stunned for a moment, and then she laughed like crazy. This was probably the biggest joke she had ever heard since she started working in the industry.

"Can't control you? Don't make trouble, there is no time when I can't control you, sister."

Zhao Sanyuan sighed and pursed his lips, "It's because I can't control the guy opposite."

"I don't like him. What can I do if I'm not sure?"

"It's a zombie."

"Lecturer? As a teacher, I have received too many lectures. I look like a dog-like person, but in fact they all have a silver head."

Speechless.

Zhao Sanyuan was completely speechless.

If you still don’t understand what you are saying, you can only say that life and death are matters of destiny.

If you want to save the lives of several people in the car, the best way is to ask the driver to stop the car and then run away.

But considering the overall situation, letting the zombie stay in the car is the best plan. It is still unknown what kind of zombie it is. If it is a zombie or above, letting it out of the tram will inevitably cause more deaths and injuries.

Therefore, Zhao Sanyuan did not give a loud warning after weighing the situation. At least he had to let the driver continue driving, and the rest could remind each other one by one.

Unfortunately, some people are really hopeless and their minds are full of little butter.

"Slow down, I want to get in the car!"

An arrogant voice came, and a man with a fierce look stepped onto the car, with a bright mountain ax on his waist.

With this image, how can the driver dare to collect tickets?He kept his eyes straight and pretended not to notice, and the man had no intention of buying a ticket. When he caught sight of the young woman from the corner of his eye, his eyes lit up and he happily sat next to her.

"Hey, isn't this Xiao Fengjiao from Dongxueyuan? Do you miss my brother?"

"No matter what, you won't come and check my brand."

Brother Ax didn't mind either and secretly touched Xiao Fengjiao.

But taking advantage of others depends on the environment. Brother Ax always felt that the person sitting across from him was looking at him, so he said something popular outside the country with an unkind expression.

"What are you?"

In the conscience of heaven and earth, Zhao Sanyuan felt a little aggrieved for the zombies at this moment.

What can it see if it has no brains?
What else can you look at?
As expected, there was no answer. The zombie remained motionless in the same posture and did not fall into the deadlock of this question.

On the land outside the pass, although people are generally warm and hospitable, there are all kinds of lynx and wild animals in the forest, and there are good people and evil people.But no matter you are a good person or a bad person, try not to ask the words "what are you looking at" in Kanto. It is equivalent to the highest level of provocation and the supreme clarion call before a fight. Saying it will basically have no good results. Of course, try not to answer this question.

As for the answer, you must not look back at you, otherwise there will be a fight between dragons and tigers, because this answer is more dangerous than the most "motherly" insult; you must not not answer, otherwise the person asking the question will feel that you are contemptuous of him. everything of.

There are two best answers if you want to avoid disputes.

Or you put a gun to the head of the person asking the question as an answer.

Or just reply directly - I think you look like my father.

So the zombie's silence made Brother Ax suddenly unhappy.

Do you fucking look down on me?
When he gets angry, he takes out his ax and prepares to teach the other party a lesson.

"You look down on me, don't you? Believe it or not, I will blow your head off?"

Anyone who dares to carry a mountain ax on the street in Fengtian City is definitely not a bluff, but a desperado.

"Brother, to calm down the anger, why are you talking to him? You probably sleep better than a pig. Do you smoke?"

At the critical moment, Zhao Sanyuan stood up again to stop the person seeking death.

But Brother Ax didn't seem to buy it, and reached out to hold Zhao Sanyuan's shoulder.

"It's none of your business, just step aside. Don't get blood on your face when the time comes."

"Give me some face, brother."

"Who are you? You have a lot of face? Gungungun."

"Let's give it one,"

"I told you to get out, but you won't listen-"

With a muffled sound, Brother Ax's voice stopped abruptly.

A Baji Fist Hammer hit Brother Axe's chest. The moment he stepped back due to the strong force, Zhao Sanyuan grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

This still requires a lot of energy, otherwise this move would kill Brother Axe for most of his life.

"It's better to save your face, brother." Zhao Sanyuan pulled Brother Ax and sat back down, as if nothing had happened.

But Xiao Fengjiao and the lean man in the back seat of the car both looked at her in shock.

What a great guy, a master of martial arts!
"Just kidding, I just made a little louder." Brother Ax endured the severe pain in his chest and lit a cigarette for Zhao Sanyuan, "I'm blind, master, don't blame me, cough cough cough -"

Brother Ax understands the principle of always walking by the river.

With just one move, he knew clearly that he was definitely no match for Zhao Sanyuan, and he could see that this kid was not blushing and out of breath, and was not using all his strength.

If you give face, you have to ask for face, otherwise you should be slapped in the face.

Zhao Sanyuan blew out a smoke ring, pointed to the mountain ax on Brother Axe's waist, and whispered: "Lend it to me."

In terms of dealing with zombies, the power of the old weighing rod is definitely not as good as that of a processed sharp weapon. If someone happens to send equipment, how can there be no reason not to accept it?
Brother Ax felt a little pained and said with a smile: "Master, I don't know, this is an heirloom of our family. If you like axes, please go back and ask the old blacksmith in the west to make two solid ones for you."

"Use it to trade your life. Do you want to trade it or not?"

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In Brother Ax's view, this was a naked threat, but he was so powerful that he had to bow his head and could only hand Zhao Sanyuan the ax handed down from his ancestors with tears in his eyes.

Dad, grandpa, the child is unfilial. Three generations of gangsters in our family will probably end in my lifetime.
Zhao Sanyuan ignored him and weighed the weight of the mountain ax to himself, deciding to use it to chop zombies as a last resort.

"Shall I go home with my sister later? I won't charge you~" Xiao Fengjiao was completely smitten. She liked Zhao Sanyuan, a young and cold-blooded young man like him. "It's just that these days, sister, I came to Tiangui, but Don’t worry, it will leave tomorrow, I will be on vacation tomorrow~"

Zhao Sanyuan's ears went in and out, and he prayed in his heart that no one would get on the tram again, otherwise he wouldn't be able to protect him.

It is no coincidence.

If there is no accident, there will definitely be an accident.

The tram has welcomed a new passenger.

Strictly speaking, these people are not passengers because they did not invest any money.

Several uniformed patrol officers boarded the car. In addition to carrying batons in their hands, they all carried long guns on their backs.

"Ahem, under the correct leadership of the municipal and provincial governments, we will fully implement multiple requirements for nighttime urban security starting tonight. We must organize carefully, overcome difficulties, advance steadily, and work together to standardize access and identity management and enhance the city's Safety awareness, promoting the healthy development of the city internally and externally, advocating the comprehensive improvement of benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom, and trust, taking facts as the basis and the law as the criterion, and laying a solid foundation for the safety of people from all walks of life in Fengtian City.”

A eloquent and eloquent song, with a thousand words inside and outside, as if it has some kind of magical power, it makes me feel sleepy while listening to it.

Zhao Sanyuan didn't understand what was going on until he finally heard it. The momentum can be described in two words.

Why don't we just say a fucking curfew?

Are you doing so much for ghosts to hear?
Which ordinary person wants to know whether you are really making steady progress and developing healthily?
"Sir, didn't the notice posted on the street this morning say that the curfew will only be implemented from [-]:[-] tonight?" The driver brother was a little confused, thinking that if there was a curfew at this time, the factory would definitely not let him take the last train. ah.

"What are you talking about? You are the chief and I am the chief? If you say any more, I will classify you as provoking trouble and obstructing law enforcement!" The patrol leader snorted coldly and walked into the carriage. When he found that there were not even ten passengers inside, his eyes changed. Slightly unhappy, he immediately ordered his subordinates: "Check the identity and bring all the suspicious ones back to the institute for strict interrogation."

The words were spoken loudly, so loudly that they could be heard clearly from every corner of the carriage.

How could old gangsters like Xiao Fengjiao and Brother Ax not understand what was going on, so they both thought they were unlucky and took out the money from their pockets.

"Well, there is no doubt about his identity."

"It's okay for you too."

A patrolman walked up to Zhao Sanyuan, his meaning was self-evident.

Zhao Sanyuan was not stupid, but the problem was that he didn't have any money in his pocket. Even if he did, he couldn't be blamed for it.

When I was in front of the small building of the Liaoyang Office, I was willing to give. I could say whatever I wanted. If I wanted to grab it forcefully, I would have to say it.

"He has what he has, sir, don't be impatient." Xiao Fengjiao was still enthusiastic and rummaged for money in her small bag.

And these people don't care.

It doesn’t matter who pays, what’s important is that it’s there.

Then several patrol officers turned and looked at the people on the side chairs on the other side.

It is worth mentioning that the police job in the early Republic of China was not a glamorous job. In this regard, the Beiyang government continued the practice of the previous dynasty and had multiple functions, including managing public security, traffic order, and public health. To put it bluntly, it means that the police, patrol police, urban management, traffic police, and sanitation work should be done together.

One salary and multiple errands. You can imagine how chaotic it is here and how many loopholes there are to exploit.

Some people in uniform can walk and sit upright, while others can act like a coward.

The one on the tram clearly belongs to the latter.

Zhao Sanyuan watched with cold eyes.

From the first beggar to the current policeman, there are always people looking for death.

Some are willing to help, while others are not.

tired.

Destroy it.

The tram was still moving forward, and the night was getting darker and darker. Because it was not really the curfew time, some pedestrians could still be seen on the streets on both sides.

In the car, no matter how much the patrol officers urged, the people in front of them were stunned and showed no reaction at all.

The patrol leader had never seen such a person who didn't know the rules. He walked up to the "person" with his hands behind his back and started speaking in an official style, full of style.

At this time, Zhao Sanyuan leaned back slightly, put his arms around the shoulders of Xiao Fengjiao and Brother Ax and whispered, "After a moment of commotion, if you two have the guts to jump off the car, don't hesitate to jump off immediately. It's better to be injured than dead. If you don’t dare to jump, just hide in the corner.”

After that, regardless of whether the two of them understood or not, they began to chant the Golden Light Mantra softly to get ready.

"The Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth is the root of all energy."

"Cultivating thousands of kalpas and proving my supernatural powers."

"In and out of the Three Realms, the Tao is the only one."

"The body has golden light, reflecting my body."

"Turn out of sight, hear out of sight"

Xiao Fengjiao and Brother Ax were really confused and couldn't figure out what they meant by making a fuss.

When I was confused, I suddenly felt a lot of warm liquid being splashed on my cheek.

In front of them, they saw a scene they would never forget.

I watched helplessly as the patrol leader was torn into two pieces alive!
Several other patrol officers followed suit and were cut into pieces on the spot before they could react!
In an instant, the carriage was filled with blood and blood. There were fragments of internal organs everywhere, as well as heads with spines attached!
Especially the patrol leader, who was still alive after only half his body was left.

He didn't understand what was happening, nor what he was facing.

It doesn't make sense. In the past, I was always successful in eating and taking cards. What happened tonight?
When he saw the other half of his torn body, the patrol leader's eyes changed from blank to endless fear.

Bloody.

The headless zombie slowly stood up, with chunks of bloody flesh hanging from its sharp and slender nails.

　Best wishes to my brothers for having a great Chinese Valentine's Day!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)