1980 My Entertainment Era

Chapter 41 Goodbye Milan
In September, Xia Tian looked at the "Children's Literature" in his hand and wondered if he should step out of his "comfort zone"?

It’s not a big deal to brush this frequently, right?
Summer, oh summer, you have to make progress!
It's not okay to always play with the kid brother! If you have the ability, you can do something adult~
Xiatian was reading a newspaper in the yard when Dachun came next door.

"What's wrong? I heard there was a lot of noise in your yard. What happened again?" Xia Tian asked.

After all, there are more than a dozen households squeezed into a large courtyard with three entrances, so it is normal for neighbors to have some trivial frictions.

So there is noise every day.

However, Xia Tian heard the noises in the yard and it seemed a little different from usual.

Dachun sat on the stone lock used for summer exercise, "Hey, don't mention it. The police came to our house... Didn't the eldest son of Zhou Lianhai in the front yard return to the city?"

Xia Tian glanced at him. Xia Tian had seen Zhou Lianhai before. He was a nice guy who worked in a soda factory.

He has also seen his eldest son who returned to the city. He was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old and was quite silent and depressed.

"He has been back for several months, but still hasn't been able to find a job. The neighborhood office is planning to arrange for this group of people to sell tea in the square, so who is willing to go?"

"so what?"

"So during this period, he has been with some educated youth who also returned from the countryside... It seems that he had a conflict with someone yesterday or the day before yesterday."

"You know, many people have gone back to the city without jobs, and they hang around every day, and their tempers are very bad. Look, they got into a fight, and one of them was sent to the hospital. The police just came to his house to interrogate him!"

In the summer, I folded the newspapers and didn't express my opinion.

Due to reasons such as jobs, material supply, threat of war, etc., these people were sent to rural areas when they were teenagers, suffered for several years, and are now looking for opportunities to return.

But when he came back, he still had no job and no income, and instead became a freeloader at home. The resentment, indignation and pressure he felt were really understandable.

And there are probably tens of thousands of such people in Yanjing City alone.

This is an underestimate. In a few months, when the higher-ups officially decide to return to the city, there will be a flood of unemployment!
These are all young people in their twenties. They have the most energy, the most ideas, and are the most unwilling, but they have no jobs and no place to go.

very dangerous!

"Tell your friends to calm down during this time. Don't cause any trouble!"

……

Ever since he met that very good-looking boy in that dead end last time, who was smarter at climbing walls than a monkey, Milan has become much more cheerful.

She also figured it out, and as if a ray of sunlight shone through a cracked jar, she walked back from the edge of the breakable jar.

Although I have nothing now, I can still pursue sunshine!

You must work hard to live! Come on!
After comforting her grandmother, she worked with peace of mind on a farm on the outskirts of the city - because of her parents, she no longer lived in the compound and had been assigned to work at a farm supply and marketing cooperative on the outskirts of the city more than half a year ago.

She used to fish for three days and dry the nets for two days, but now she has started to work hard.

That day, Sunday, was a holiday, so she returned to a small house left by her grandmother in the city.

In the evening, a friend from the compound asked her to accompany him to get something.

Girls like to do things in groups, and now that the city is a bit chaotic, it’s a bit uneasy to be alone.

The two girls walked several miles, picked up their things and couldn't help but spend the whole afternoon shopping in the department store, so it was a little late when they returned.

Originally, there were only some old men and old-timers in the courtyards and alleys in the city of Yanjing who were idle all day and would chat with girls when they met them.

But because of exercise, it was basically cleaned up.

The remaining active ones are all teenagers around 15 or 16 years old, so it’s not that excessive.

However, during this period, a large number of educated youth returned to the city, which caused the original order in the city to become a little chaotic. Many people took advantage of the chaos to form gangs and cause trouble everywhere.

Milan took her best friend and hurried back, wanting to send her back to the hospital first, and then she had to go home. She had to get up early and take the bus to work tomorrow.

As a result, we met a group of people at an intersection, about five or six men, ranging from sixteen or seventeen to twenty years old, and they looked hooligans.

Milan and the other man were still very vigilant. When they saw them from a distance, they stopped and turned around to take a detour.

As it turned out, those hooligans were so bored that their eyes lit up when they saw the two pretty girls. They immediately rode their bicycles in front of them.

"Hey, sister, can we get to know each other?" A leader came over with a grin, and several people behind him whistled.

Milan and the other man looked at them warily. Milan said, "No need. It's getting late. We have to go home. Our family will come to look for us soon."

"What's wrong, sister? We didn't do anything wrong. If we did something wrong, you have to criticize us! Ah~"

The two were about to leave quickly, but were stopped by someone.

"What are you doing? Are you acting like a hooligan?!" Milan shouted.

"Hey~ Sister, how do you know my nickname is Hate?"

Nowadays, there are many people who try to take advantage of others by talking nonsense and flattering their wives. Milan has experience with this kind of situation, but this time is different. It seems that he has met a real gangster!

You can tell from their eyes that these are definitely not the little brats who used to talk nonsense. These people are not good people!

"Come on, sister, let's go to our house and play. It's just in front, not far away." Someone started to pull the two of them.

"What are you doing? You rascal, take your hands away from me!" Neither of them was a weak character, and they broke free immediately.

Milan's best friend had an even worse temper and she slapped the guy who pulled her arm.

"What the hell, what kind of moral character are you? Why are you pretending to be in this stinky circle?!" The little guy who was in the lead grabbed Milan's wrist and pulled him into an alley on the side.

Several other people also gathered around and took the two people into the alley.

"Help! Help! Someone is killing me!" Milan shouted at the top of his voice. "You are so ignorant! I will teach you a lesson today!" The little guy who led the group had a fierce look on his face, and there was a fierce light in his eyes.

There were one or two timid people in the team, but at a time like this they didn't dare to say no, or even leave.

"Don't come over here. I will stab anyone who comes over to me to death!" Milan took out a ten-centimeter knife from her arms. It was just a small fruit knife, but it also became the last resort for the two girls.

"Oh, I'm so scared, sister. Come on, come here. Go here." The leader had a crazy smile on his face.

Milan's hands were shaking as he held the fruit knife. Even if he really stabbed it, he was afraid it would not heal. What's more, the other party was just teasing him.

How could two girls like us possibly be a match for these six men?
There were no lights in the alley, only a tiny bit of moonlight just emerging, dim and hazy, as if it were the hearts of the two girls.

At this moment, a strange whistle suddenly sounded...

It was unusually loud and very penetrating, and sounded like it was coming from far away, but it was very clear.

Who whistled so loudly? It seemed to pierce the night sky.

And I've never heard this melody.

This is the classic whistle from Kill Bill.

The group of hooligans were also confused. What was going on?
I could hear the whistle getting closer and closer, bouncing back and forth in the alley, but I couldn't hear where it was coming from.

But no one comes near?!
I only heard the voice but didn't see the person...

It was not until Milan suddenly looked up that he saw a person standing on the wall above his head.

The man had his back to the hazy night sky with the moon behind him, so his face couldn't be seen clearly, but Milan felt that he had seen him before.

The short guy who led the gang followed Milan's gaze and saw the man on the wall, and immediately took out a dagger from his pocket.

It was an old-fashioned bayonet, which looked a bit old, but was sharp as a razor!

This little bastard has seen blood!
"Kid, don't f*cking imitate others who are heroes saving beautiful girls. Get out of here if you want to die!"

Xia Tian grinned, jumped down from the wall, and kicked him in the head~
The boy was about 1.6 meters tall and flew backwards, hitting the person behind him.

"Fuck!" As soon as the other thugs shouted, Xia Tian punched them in the face.

With one punch, the dark night began to be filled with golden stars, the sky was shaking, and something warm was flowing down from the mouth and nose...

Xia Tian felt that these people were no better than the active young people before. They had already started to do real evil.

So Xia Tian did not hold back and punched him with 80% of his strength, collapsing his nose and breaking his ribs... He punched him until the bones were broken!
Anyway, things like this are not uncommon these days.

As long as no one is killed, Comrade Gongan doesn't really care.

Who made them scoundrels? Scrappers have no human rights.

Six people, it took seven seconds in the summer.

Finally, he even walked to the side of the short guy. The grandson's pupils were unfocused and he hadn't recovered yet - Xia Tian kicked him in the air and almost shook his brains.

Xia Tian was not polite either. He stepped on his wrist and rolled it hard... and a slight cracking sound was heard.

"Ah!" The short gang leader, who was still not fully conscious, was suddenly awakened by the pain. He grabbed Xia Tian's calf tightly with one hand, trying to move it away to save his broken hand.

Xia Tian raised his leg and kicked him in the chin, ending his howling.

It's late at night, and the neighbors have to go to work tomorrow! Do you have any sense of public morality? Scum!

This grandson can only practice using chopsticks with his left hand for the rest of his life. Of course, he should be able to use a spoon with his right hand as well.

When the gang leader's screams ended, Dachun and his men had just run to the entrance of the alley, panting and shouting, "It's over again?!"

Xia Tian walked to the side, picked up the old-fashioned bayonet, and put it in his pocket with satisfaction.

Although the person is not good, but the knife is good - it is obvious that he has seen blood, and maybe even drank the blood of the Japanese devils! It is a pity to leave it in the hands of scum!

"Hey! Brother Tianer, please leave some for us!" Ma Xiaojun shouted exaggeratedly.

Ever since he was blocked at home and "educated" by Xia Tian, ​​he has changed his ways, especially after he heard about Xia Tian's "deeds", he would try to get close to Xia Tian whenever he had nothing to do.

Glasses complained to him: "When the fight started, you were just watching the show and didn't dare to join in. It would be so difficult for you if I left it to you~"

"Hey~ What are you talking about?" Ma Xiaojun was jumping up and down like a big monkey, and had a somewhat histrionic personality.

"Let's go!" Xia Tian called his friends. They were originally planning to watch a movie, but now it was probably too late.

Milan had already recognized him and recognized the voice. After all, in the past month, she thought about the experience of that day almost every day, thought about that face that seemed to glow in the sun, and thought about those words.

She went to the alley several more times, but never waited for the boy again.

I never expected that today I would meet someone who turned out to be a blessing in disguise!

"Thank you!" Milan quickly stepped forward to express his gratitude.

I was just thinking about how to start a conversation, but I didn’t expect that the best friend next to me was more enthusiastic than me!

"Thank you for saving us! My name is Yu Beibei, her name is Milan, what's your name?!"

Milan, my best friend, has such a bright smile in her eyes!

Milan: Yu Beibei, what are you doing? ! ! !

(End of this chapter)