Cui Guodong was still very skilled at driving, and Jiefang drove forward quickly and smoothly. As Guo Yongbo said, when the car drove out of the darkness, it soon ushered in the dim lights. Houses could already be seen on both sides of the road, and there were

Increasingly intensive trend.

Liu Boyang leaned against the car window and looked at everything outside. To be honest, he just killed eleven people in a row. He was not at all disturbed. On the contrary, his thoughts were flooded. According to Liu Boyang's original thoughts, he did not want to destroy Guo Yongbo and his gang.

People, if we can really make friends with them, it will be far more beneficial to ourselves than destroying them. In the future, this road will be easier to take care of, but it is a pity...

Before Liu Boyang could think deeply, Guodong suddenly braked hard, causing Liu Boyang to shake violently. He straightened up and heard Guodong pointing to the front and saying, "What the hell! Brother Yang, what do you think that is?"

Liu Boyang, Lao Mao and others all sat upright and looked forward. They saw a long iron rod erected out of thin air on the road, blocking the middle of the road. Next to it, there was a strange thing like a big black and rusty iron felt, connected to the road.

That iron rod can turn a ninety-degree angle from top to bottom. What's even more funny is that there are three decent traffic lights on the big iron felt?

Since when did the traffic police in country Z have such high technology...

Liu Boyang suddenly remembered what Guo Yongbo had said before about someone setting up a toll booth privately on this road. Could this be it?

Cui Guodong had just turned off the car when he suddenly saw four people walking out of the woods behind the big iron felt. The first one was a cripple with a black face. He walked with a twist, but his appearance and movements were really not good. He just dragged him.

He came up on the steel pipe, banged the window, and said arrogantly to Cui Guodong inside: "Get off here!"

"What a fucking idiot!" Cui Guodong was furious, "Look at this guy's little appearance, could he be a robber again? I'm so damn convinced, it's not so quiet to drive on the road at night!"

There was a girl in the back who knew that Liu Boyang and the others were here for the first time, so she took the initiative to explain: "That's a private toll station. The man holding the steel pipe is called Hei Laizi. He is in charge of this area..."

Another girl added: "He has a good relationship with Guo Yongbo. You'd better not let him see any clues..."

When Cui Guodong heard that the gangsters outside were from the same group as Guo Yongbo, he became angry and said to Liu Boyang: "Brother Yang, I'll go down and cripple his other leg too!"

As he was about to set off, Liu Boyang pressed him down and said to everyone in the car: "You all sit in the car and don't move. I'll go down and take a look!"

"I'll go with you!" Lao Mao said without any explanation and opened the car door.

When the black-faced lame man saw the two people getting out of the car, he looked at Liu Boyang and asked, "Where are they from?"

Liu Boyang smiled and said: "I'm on my way out of town. It's my first time here. I don't know the rules, so I asked my brother to make it easier."

The black-faced lame man said: "Fuck you! The driver above is blind. Didn't you see that I turned on the red light just now?"

Oh my god! I am dumbfounded, what do you think you have the nerve to say? I told you that you were fair and square when it came to sneaking around, so how do you feel so confident about setting up a private toll station?

Liu Boyang thought this guy was a bit cute, rubbed his temples and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, brother, my brother's eyesight in the car is not good, so he may not have seen clearly."

The black-faced lame man said: "You are laughing your ass off! Stop talking nonsense and pay me if you want to go over there!"

His three brothers behind him, each carrying a wrench, also gathered around him and looked at Liu Boyang haughtily.

"Haha, how much does it cost, brother?"

"Four hundred!" The black-faced cripple thought for a moment, then suddenly spread out his four fingers and gestured in front of Liu Boyang.

Old Mao was furious. There were so many people who had been forced to raise him. He clearly remembered that Guo Yongbo said that it would be fine to pay two hundred. Did he want to take a lot of money when he saw that I had a small number of people and a large number of cars?

What are all the things on this road? Why do everyone have the bad habit of a lion with its mouth wide open?

"Cripple, your punishment is harsher than that of the regular traffic police! Do you have any points?" Old Cat sneered: "How can I have so much spare money to give you?"

The black-faced cripple hated people calling him lame. He immediately picked up the steel pipe and was about to hit the old cat. But suddenly Liu Boyang blocked him with one hand and persuaded him with a smile: "Brother, I can't speak. Don't mind. It's only four

One hundred yuan is indeed a bit too much. It's our first time taking this road. Do you think you can be accommodating?"

The black-faced lame man sneered in his heart, "I'm killing you just because you left for the first time. How can it be easy for a bunch of people to squat for so long in such a cold night? You are the fat sheep waiting for me!"

"No! It's as much as you say! Stop bargaining with me! Don't even think about leaving without getting money! Brother, go! Look what's in his car!" said the black-faced lame man.

A guy behind him was about to go over and search for the car. Liu Boyang's expression changed, but he quickly returned to normal and said with a smile: "Okay! Four hundred is four hundred! Just treat me as a younger brother and make a friend like my elder brother. I have five hundred here."

, I will use the extra money to buy wine for my eldest brother and brothers, as a thank you."

As Liu Boyang spoke, he took out five hundred-yuan bills from his pocket and handed them over.

The black-faced lame man was more surprised. He took the banknote and looked at it with the flashlight of the boy behind him. After confirming that it was genuine, he put it in his pocket. His face softened a lot and he said: "That's about the same! You are still sensible."

Son, wouldn't it be fine if you had done this earlier?"

Liu Boyang smiled and said: "Yes! Yes! Haha, brother, can we leave now?"

The black-faced lame man didn't talk nonsense. He took a few steps back with his three younger brothers and raised his hands. There was another person on the other side of the big iron felt who slowly opened the iron rod and then let Liu Boyang and others pass.

After the car drove away, the black-faced cripple took out the four bills again and frowned: "Do you think that kid is a fool?"

The guy who was called the second child was actually smarter than him. He came over and patted his head and said: "Brother Hei, we have been fooled! *** That kid is so generous with his actions. There must be something evil in the car! Otherwise, how can he be willing to be slaughtered?

"

The black-faced lame man immediately came to his senses, glared at him and said, "You damn didn't tell me earlier!"

"I just wanted to come over too! And I seemed to have seen a woman in their car just now! A very beautiful one!" said the second child.

"***! You bastards dare to play tricks on me! Call Lao San and ask him to cut them off from the front. Let's chase them!" After the black-faced lame man finished speaking, he quickly ran into the field by the roadside and pushed out.

A motorcycle rides on the accelerator and chases the Great Liberation.

And his four younger brothers each rode a car and chased after him, wielding wrenches.

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In the car, Liu Boyang thought he could avoid disaster by spending a little money. Seeing the old cat sitting beside him, looking unhappy and suffocating, he smiled and pushed him, saying: "What, you're unhappy?"

Old Mao said frankly: "Brother Yang, I know you have your own reasons for everything you do, but I really don't know why you gave them money this time. There are so many of us who are not afraid of him. Those who are forced to raise

If you dare to kill people like this, you are a typical example!"

In the back of the carriage, the fair and tender woman who had been observing everything carefully looked at Liu Boyang in confusion. She found that she couldn't understand Liu Boyang. He was obviously someone who could kill Guo Yongbo, but why was he afraid of the dark?

Where is the cripple?

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