Siheyuan: Starting from the stubborn master, it became a powerful force in the Forty-Nine Cities.

Chu Xiangdong knew that today was a day for"gentlemen to talk but not to touch" and talk a lot. He just talked a few times, which continuously increased his experience and popularity, especially the part where he mocked the other person as a beggar who came to take off his clothes.

When he heard this, he immediately shouted to the man:

"Don't get out of here, I don't want to owe anyone a favor."

But that group of people were so frightened that they still hid aside.

Zhong Yueming watched that group of people being driven away by his few words, and proudly walked towards Chu Xiangdong.

Bangge and Xiaowuzi didn't see the good show coming, and looked unhappy..Banggan said to Xiaowuzi in private:

"What is this grandson meddling in?"

Xiao Wuzi said in a low voice:

"Keep your voice down, you are seeking death, don't let the enemy find us."

Banggen was stunned for a moment:

"Damn it, I didn’t recruit you, but you are so scared."

Xiao Wuzi whispered:

"The characters in the veteran group are not easy to mess with. They all come from families with backgrounds, and they are all red-blooded people with good roots."

"We should keep our voices down because they have a higher background than the grandsons in the drama complex. They like to bully the stubborn masters of the slums. BangGeng said:

"That was before, but now many people's parents have gone in, so what are they afraid of?"

Zhong Yueming took off his leather gloves and stretched out his hand, walked closer to shake hands with Chu Xiangdong.

Only then did he realize that he was almost 1.8 meters tall, and he was even shorter standing next to Chu Xiangdong:

"My name is Zhong Yueming, the Leap of the Great Leap Forward, the people of the people. Look at your appearance. You actually dare to wear a general's coat and come to the Shichahai Ice Arena alone. You are so bold. What division is your dad in?"

"No need to answer. Judging from your strong aura, I guess you must be a famous stubborn leader in a certain area and a"veteran". He can stand up to more than a dozen people. Is he really good at fighting? right? Let's make friends, shall we?"

"Why, it's not me, but you're in trouble, you still don't appreciate it,"

Chu Xiangdong saw that Zhong Yueming stretched out his hand and didn't retract it for a long time.

Zhong Yueming had never seen such an arrogant and rude person, so forget it if you don't appreciate it, even if you don't retract it, They didn't even shake his hand.

When he was about to retract his hand,

Chu Xiangdong took off his gloves and held the hand he was about to retract, and said with a smile:

"Remember, my name is Cha Zai Dong."

Zhong Yueming looked surprised:

"Zhazaidong?"

"Hey, this introduction is a bit interesting and makes people shudder. Do you want to lock us all into Zhazai Cave?"

【Zhazidong Concentration Camp is located at the foothills of Gele Mountain in Yuzhou, 2.5 kilometers away from Bai Gongguan. Zhazidong was originally a small coal kiln on the outskirts of Yuzhou. It got its name because there was a lot of slag but little coal. Zhazi Cave is surrounded by mountains on three sides and a ditch on one side, so its location is relatively hidden. In 1939, military agents forced the mine owner to death, occupied the coal mine, and set up a prison here. It is divided into two courtyards: an inner courtyard and an inner courtyard. The outer courtyard houses the secret service office, torture room, etc. The 16 rooms on the first floor and bottom of the inner courtyard are male prisons, and the other two bungalows are female prisons. 】

Other stubborn masters around also became happy after hearing this:

"How can there be such a name?"

"That’s it, Yuemin, he’s treating you like a monkey, and you still want to make friends with him"

"This kid is in need of a fight. Just look at the way he didn't want to shake hands with Yuemin, and you know he's not a good guy."

Ma Chengyuan and the others had been watching on the side for a long time. They chose to watch a play and wanted to have a taste of it.

Seeing this, they were so happy that they all laughed so hard.

Nie Xueying covered her mouth, Holding back my laughter, I thought to myself:

"Isn't he too funny?"

Chu Xiangdong coughed:

"‘The word"Zha" in"Zhazaidong" has been removed from the three dots of water, and the surname is Cha, which means"Western Cowboy"."

Zhong Yueming held Chu Xiangdong's hand with a look of doubt on his face.

Chu Xiangdong didn't finish his words, but smiled and said nothing, because Zhong Yueming opened his crooked mouth and started talking happily again:

"You said why your father gave you such a nice name. As soon as you said it, everyone remembered it."

At this time, the pressure cooker squeezed in front of Chu Xiangdong with the packaged butter fried cake:

"Fried cake, I went to Fenggong Gong at the north gate of Dong'an Market to buy it for you. Try it quickly, it's still hot."

Only then did Chu Xiangdong realize that the pressure cooker had disappeared for a long time, and he felt ashamed in his heart.

Because he was so happy that he forgot about his existence with the boys.

The pressure cooker opened the wrapping paper of the butter fried cake, and the aroma immediately filled his nostrils.

Nie Xueying watched on the side, feeling very touched. He did not expect that the pressure cooker would ride a bicycle to buy Chu Xiangdong fried cakes with butter, or Fengsheng Gong at the north gate of Dong'an Market. She could smell the fragrance.

Zhong Yueming let go of Chu Xiangdong's hand. He was about to catch him, but was opened by Chu Xiangdong.

"Is your real surname Cha? Also eat butter fried cake."

The pressure cooker was about to speak, but was stabbed by Chu Xiangdong:

"Thank you. My surname is Cha. Fried cake is my nickname, right? It’s a pressure cooker."

The pressure cooker nodded sharply:

"Yeah."

Zhong Yueming found it more and more interesting and took photos of the pressure cooker up and down:

"You call it a pressure cooker? Why are you carrying the pressure cooker lid?"

The pressure cooker nodded:

"fight!"

Zhong Yueming patted the pressure cooker:

"I don’t believe it if Zha Gao’s father didn’t study, because anyone who knows Zhazaidong must know some history or the land."

"Didn't your father read much? Why did you get such a nickname? You are from an alley, right?"