Seeing that the convoy could no longer move, Wang Chengzhu quickly walked from the middle to the front to check the situation carefully. When he saw that there was a queue in front of the checkpoint several hundred meters away, he frowned and asked the picker in front of the queue.
Dan Hanzi: "Master, are there frequent roadblocks and inspections in this city?"
The man carrying the burden curled his lips, stooped down and took off the pole from his shoulders. He turned around and took a look at Wang Chengzhu, who was cleanly dressed. He lowered his eyebrows and replied: "It's not like we check every day. The security team didn't have any set up before.
Ka. I heard from my neighbor’s mother that a few days ago, a Japanese officer came to our town to take up a post, and he never stopped doing this shitty thing of stopping and searching people..."
"Ah, it's the business of setting up a card to collect money." Wang Chengzhu sighed, telling what the man didn't say clearly.
"Who says it's not the case? But this man has to lower his head under the eaves. We are begging for food, so we can bear it and pass." The man carrying the burden persuaded Wang Chengzhu in a low voice.
This chapter has been completed!