There is a saying in Beijing.
"Jing Youzi, Wei Zuizi, the bastard of Baoding Prefecture."
In his previous life, Li Aiguo thought it made sense.
Those people in Tianjin Wei who talk about cross talk are just talking nonsense.
But in this era, he realized that this sentence was completely wrong.
Take Tianjin Wei as an example. Among the famous people, in addition to cross talk talkers, there are also gangsters.
Their "glorious deeds" have been passed down from the late Qing Dynasty to the present day.
Some gangsters fished silver coins from hot oil pans with their bare hands.
There are gangsters who cut off their own fingers and use them as chips to gamble....
Anyone who runs the Beijing-Tianjin line on the railway all year round knows how difficult Tianjin Wei is.
....
Hearing the noise, Li Aiguo realized that something might be going on and walked over quickly.
Car door.
Zhang Yazhi was explaining the rules on the railway to a thin man with a sinister face.
As he spoke, the thin man took out a homemade dagger from his pocket and stared at Zhang Yazhi sideways.
"Today, if you don't let me go up, I will go to bed alone."
As he spoke, the thin man was unambiguous. With a little force, there was a blood hole on his palm, and a little blood seeped out.
Seeing the passengers around him fleeing in all directions, Slender Man raised his hands high and said proudly: "How about it, can I get on the bus now?"
Zhang Yazhi was working as a substitute for a colleague and had relatively little experience. She had never experienced anything like this before, and her face turned pale with fright.
If Slender Man dared to be cruel to her at this time, she could have shouted loudly and asked the crowd to arrest him, or call the police on the train.
but.
This man actually mutilated himself, and it was so bloody that it was really scary.
Zhang Yazhi subconsciously turned sideways and got out of the way.
"That's right, little girl. When you get to Tianjin Wei from now on, you can ask me about it. I will make a big show of my reputation."
Huang Simao sneered twice, took out a piece of cloth from his pocket, shook it, twisted it around his finger with a grin, and started to walk into the carriage.
He had just stepped onto the carriage with his left foot.
Suddenly.
A black light flashed, and Huang Simao looked frightened and wanted to step back.
Unfortunately it's too late.
There was only a squeak, and Huang Simao was kicked out of the car. He landed heavily on the platform, stirring up a cloud of dust.
"Hey, my mother-in-law."
Huang Mao screamed and struggled to stand up, but a big foot stepped on his forehead.
"Good boy, you got on the labor train by fooling around."
Li Aiguo stepped hard on Huang Simao's head twice, causing him to grin and gasp in pain.
There are not many people who dare to act rough on the train these days, and the gangster from Tianjin Wei is one of them.
Holding Huang Simao's collar, Li Aiguo took out the knife from his pocket.
He showed a charming smile: "Don't you want to act like a fool? Okay, let me see how much of a fool you are today."
"No, big brother, big brother, you misunderstood..."
When Huang Simao saw Li Aiguo pressing his palm to the ground, his face suddenly turned pale and he quickly begged for mercy.
"What's the misunderstanding? Aren't you a gangster? Don't you Tianjin Wei gangsters like to play self-mutilation?"
"I'm just going to have some fun with you today."
Li Aiguo picked up the knife and stabbed it into the gap between Huang Simao's fingers.
"Let's talk about it first. My accuracy is not very good. If I prick my finger, please be more careful."
"brush"
A flash of white light flashed.
Huang Simao was so frightened that he closed his eyes. He slowly opened his eyes until he felt no pain.
Looking at the knife stuck between his fingers, Huang Simao forced out a difficult smile: "Brother, you are so accurate!"
"Really? The accuracy is still behind!"
Li Aiguo picked up the knife and stabbed it into the gap between his fingers again.
The tip of the knife collided with the concrete floor and sparks exploded, making people shiver.
With such great strength, if you lose your hand, your fingers will be gone.
It only took seven or eight pricks, but even though they were all accurately inserted into the gaps between his fingers, Huang Simao was so frightened that his face turned blue.
"Brother, big brother, I'm convinced, I'm convinced."
"I won't get in the car today, why not!"
"I'm going, I'm going."
Li Aiguo stopped his hand and said with a smile: "Are you really convinced?"
"I'm really convinced!" Huang Simao's face turned blue and he nodded heavily.
There are not many people who can be a gangster in Tianjin Wei who are afraid of pain and death.
Green-skinned hooligans from other places like to scare each other by fighting.
Whoever has good skills, has more guns, has a strong foundation, and is the boss.
but.
Tianjin Wei is a strange place.
When the gangsters here compete with others, they often intimidate the other party with self-mutilation, leaving themselves bloody and bloody until the other party's hair stands on end.
The intention is obvious. I dare to do it to myself, but I don’t dare to do it to you?
Before liberation, Huang Simao once competed with others for top prizes.
A large oil pan was set up on the street. A fire was burning under the oil pan and the oil was boiling.
Use your hands to fish out a copper coin from the oil pan.
The small landowner opposite was so frightened that he fled.
His father - Huang Damao.
In order to collect protection fees before liberation.
In front of everyone, he used a dagger to cut off his upright index finger until only the bone remained.
at last.
With a calm expression, he circled the base of his index finger with a knife and peeled off the remaining flesh.
The other person was so frightened that he called him "a good man".
It can be said.
In Tianjin Wei, if you practice the iron cloth shirt, you will have an iron rice bowl.
but.
If you don't treat him as a human being, all his plans will be blind.
Since you want to harm yourself, then I will help you harm yourself.
See who crosses whom!
Li Aiguo used this method.
Inside the campervan.
Cao Wen leaned against the car window, silently watching the situation outside.
When Huang Simao made trouble, he originally planned to help, but when Li Aiguo stepped forward, he returned to his position.
He wanted to see how Li Aiguo dealt with the gangsters from Tianjin Wei.
Tianjin Wei is famous for being gangsters.
Most of them open casinos and brothels, and they live a miserable life. In troubled times, they also come out in prosperous times.
The people suffered greatly.
After liberation, the superiors felt deeply that the gangsters in Tianjin Guard were a stubborn disease and tried to clean them up several times, but with no results.
Later, Yang Bangzi, the director of Tianjin Wei, caught the "gangster" who had committed the crime and ordered him to penetrate the crotch of a prostitute.
The gangsters felt embarrassed and quit.
The social atmosphere gradually improved.
But there are also many fish that slip through the net.
Huang Simao just now is one of them.
When entangled by them, experienced flight attendants will ask the police for help, but those gangsters will take the opportunity to slip away when the situation is not good.
The train stopped for a short time. Even if the police arrived, there was no way to catch up and they could only report the situation to the station.
The private group traveling on the Beijing-Tianjin Line suffered greatly.
Unexpectedly, Li Aiguo used this unreasonable method to easily solve the problem.
When Cao Wenzhi saw Huang Simao trying to escape, but was kicked down by Li Aiguo from behind, he slapped the table and laughed loudly.
"This boy is quite a master who doesn't follow the rules."
Lao Wang, the deputy driver on duty, took out a cigarette and lit it, squinting his eyes: "As train drivers, we will encounter all kinds of situations. If we follow the rules in everything, can our train still move?"
"Back when you were on the train in Hangou, when you faced some guys who were blocking the train, didn't you fire a gun?"
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