film world traveler

"Brother, sister, there is a seat here."

There were many empty seats on the train. Shagen walked quickly and found a seat by the window, waving to them excitedly.

"Just sit next to Sha Gen. This kid really likes you."

Shagen pretended to look out the window, his face was burning, and he did not dare to speak. When he smelled a scent of fragrant air, his face became even redder.

Wang Li rolled her eyes at Chen Jun and sat An Ran next to Sha Gen, feeling amused by his appearance again.

This silly boy seems to have never seen a woman before, but the other side is just the opposite. He has a pretty face and a pretty face, and he seems to be doing a lot of harm to good families.

Chen Jun was also very interested in Sha Gen, who looked like a character from the books of traditional northwest writers in the 1960s and 1970s, and had a strong impulse to come up with the surname.

He put his luggage at his feet, and his guitar bag lay beside him like a man, as if it was precious.

"Wait until someone is here."

Wang Bo came over, without Xiao Ye beside him, and looked at the empty seat next to Chen Jun, "Don't fool me, let go of your guitar if there is no one around. Step aside and I'll sit down."

Chen Jun laughed and said: "This guitar is very valuable and cannot be separated from the eyes. There are many vacancies here. You can find another one."

"What if I insist on sitting down?" Wang Bo also became angry and said sternly.

"Brother, you can stay here." Shagen stood up and said.

"Shagen, sit down!"

"If you insist on sitting, we will choose another seat!" Wang Li stood up and faced Wang Bo directly.

"How long will you continue to play? Is it okay if I am wrong? I will listen to you from now on!" Wang Bo's tone weakened.

"How many times have you said this before? Do you want to leave?"

Chen Jun knew that she was worried that Wang Bo was interested in Sha Gen's hard-earned 60,000 yuan.

"Hey, hey, it's not easy to go out. Don't be awkward. Brother, sit here with me."

On the left, a tall, strong man with a stubble on his face pulled Wang Bo over, but the atmosphere was really awkward, and Shagen looked like he wanted to ask but was afraid to ask.

Chen Jun knew that this was a policeman from the anti-pocket brigade. He had already spotted Wang Bo and Wang Li on the way and was now doing confirmation work.

"Borrowed it, borrowed it!"

Another elderly man walking on crutches came to the aisle.

Listening to this inexplicably familiar voice, Chen Jun glanced at it and realized that there was another one.

"Young man, I'm old and have bad legs and feet. Let me, an old man, squeeze into the empty seats here!"

"How old is the old man?" Chen Jun helped Hu Li.

"Three to seventy."

"You're so old!" Chen Jun winked at Wang Li, "My grandpa isn't that old either."

"Today I have a fate with the old man. I will take you to find another seat."

"Have I found it?"

Chen Jun could feel his body trembling, as if he were a real old man.

"Just follow me, that's all."

Chen Jun pulled Hu Li forcefully, but he was as helpless as a real weakling and followed him.

"Young man, where are you taking me?"

"Isn't this the time we've arrived?" Chen Jun walked through the two carriages and pointed to the sign above, "The heating here is good for your health, and the police can take care of your health at any time."

"Do you think I'm thinking of you especially?"

"Thank you." Hu Li bowed while wearing reading glasses, cursing in his heart.

"You're welcome. Respecting the elderly and caring for the young is a traditional virtue in our country. I'm going to talk to the police officer. The old man is waiting here."

Chen Jun pretended to enter the small box, but after half a minute he came out and there was no old man there.

"Don't worry, I will send you to the road of 'salvation' one by one." He looked at the empty surroundings and smiled.

Returning to his original position, Wang Boan sat on the left seat, not occupying his seat. The atmosphere was much better at this time. After sitting down, Chen Jun was able to look around.

It’s cramped, messy, crowded, smoky, with all kinds of leather shoes, instant noodles, playing cards, swearing, and a weird smell.

The train is a place where all living beings are shown, and it is also a place of fireworks. Even if Chen Jun does not have the vicious eyes trained on a big thief, he can still detect many peeping eyes.

Good, bad, neutral, there's no doubt they've been targeted.

And Sha Gen... is still sleeping stupidly, like a child imagining that utopia where there are no thieves in the world. People know that ghosts are scary, and ghosts know that people's hearts are poisonous, and people's hearts are often the most complicated things.

In another luxury box.

"Uncle Li, why did you come back empty-handed?" Xiaoye asked absently, trimming his nails with a nail clipper.

"Fart, how could that kid playing the piano let Uncle Li miss?" the second child said disdainfully.

"I made a mistake, I was blindsided, and I was played by that kid." Hu Li took off his makeup, revealing his middle-aged appearance, "As you can guess, this kid took me to the police station."

"Uncle Li, have you been spotted by him?" Xiaoye said excitedly.

"It should be right, the eyes are indeed poisonous!"

"Are you so excited?" The second child looked at Xiaoye displeased, "It's just that you were lucky."

"Second brother, I can't say that. He still has some talent, but I haven't seen the details clearly."

"Well, brother, you go and test how good he is. Remember, this is what I'm asking you to do. There's no hunting on this trip!"

"Xiaoye, go test that wolf."

...

The journey was long, so Chen Jun only slept for two or three hours. When he opened his eyes, the stupid man in front of him had disappeared, and Wang Li was still sleeping.

Leaving on the train was just for those few reasons. He left his place to look for it, but he didn't find Wang Bo sleeping on the left. He instantly opened his eyes and followed him carefully. When Wang Bo left, the strong policeman also opened his eyes.

He closed his eyes and watched their leaving figures.

"Shagen, what are you doing?" Chen Jun looked at Shagen in the car in the distance.

"Brother, eat instant noodles." Shagen grinned, completely unaware of the two men who came next to him holding hot water bottles in their hands.

呲~

It felt hot, Shagen quickly covered his chest.

"Are you OK."

The second brother stepped forward and patted Shagen's body, covered his head with his clothes, blew hard from his mouth, turned his four eyes behind him, and pointed the blade in his hand at the military green cloth bag.

"Shagen, are you okay? How could you bump into someone casually?"

Later, Chen Jun clasped that hand tightly. Unexpectedly, the knife between his fingers slashed toward his wrist, the blade sparkling in all directions.

Chen Jun's face was expressionless, his legs were slightly bent, his steps burst out and rubbed against the floor with a hissing sound. His body was like an eagle flying across the ground, and he hooked Sha Gen with his fingers and kicked him out of the carriage door:

Wang Bo caught Sha Gen, who was about to stumble, with both hands. Sha Gen took off the clothes covering his head, raised his eyes and said in surprise: "Brother Wang Bo, why are you here? Where is Brother Chen Jun? I heard him just now

The sound is gone.”

Wang Bo's tall body blocked the tiny crack in the car door, "Ah, your brother Chen Jun and sister Wang Li are calling you from their seats. Go quickly. I'll smoke here for a while."

"Okay~"

Seeing Sha Gen's leaving figure, Wang Bo spat on the ground and asked, "Are you still alive?" Then he glanced over there and suddenly his eyes widened.

"Here comes the knife!"

A low voice came from inside.

...

The blade swung out again, cutting through the air. The blade quickly cut across Chen Jun's face, slicing off a few hairs.

Chen Jun didn't care. He made a cone-shaped fist and stabbed Si Wan's wrist. He moved slightly, straightened his shoulders to deflect the punch from behind on his vest, then kicked off the ground again, quickly stepped back, and struck with an elbow with his left hand.

Fat towards the back.

"Ah~"

The second brother let out a muffled groan, his face twisted, and looking at the figure so close at hand only aroused the fierce blood in his heart.

He swung his arm back to his waist, and at some point a finger tiger had been put in his hand. His eyes widened, he stepped hard, and then with friction, the Woxin Fist was like a cannonball blasting towards the bull's-eye spine.

Chen Jun couldn't see his back, but he felt an evil wind blowing towards him. He leaned forward and twisted his toes almost instinctively. He quickly avoided the blow like an arrow from a bow.

good chance!

Si Yan's eyes lit up, and he was overjoyed. Looking at Chen Jun who had lost his center of gravity, he held back the bruised and swollen blood bag on his wrist, cut it open with a knife, and thrust it towards his chest from top to bottom.

Pressing his heels back, Chen Jun narrowed his eyes, looked at the blade coming towards him, and sliced ​​the four-eyed arm flat with his palm.

Flesh palm versus blade?

Four eyes and corners of mouth raised.

But suddenly a cold light flashed between the gaps in the fleshy palm, and Chen Jun shouted in a low voice:

"Here comes the knife!"