Volume 6 [The tiger is strong even when it goes to sea] NO.69 It's a joke
Pin Xing burst into tears. The predecessor of the road administration was the highway police station, and the original joint commander. However, looking at this group of cars, police cars accounted for the majority. There were only two road administration vehicles in total, and the leader turned out to be a Mitsubishi Pajero. White paint
Lan Dun looks very powerful and impressive, but the person who comes down is a short and thick fat man.
Wearing a big-brimmed hat, dusting the snow beads on the hat, he spoke in Mandarin with a strong Jianghuai accent: "What a fate! There are so many people!"
This man, his father's name is Qian Dering, is now a powerful figure in this white road who only eats traffic.
His name is Qian Cao, nicknamed Qian Changyu.
Jianghuai calls the yellow crocodile a long fish. Huang Cong is slippery and difficult to catch with hands, and it jumps very fast when it encounters movement. However, when it wants to eat, it is extremely greedy and has been described as growing.
Fish is not a good name.
Despite Qian Cao's appearance, he was from the railway police academy, but he just made a few mistakes and ended up in the road administration system somehow.
Qian Cao is definitely a talent. Back then, he relied on giving money to go up and down here, and there was no material thing to bring in money. He has a good mind, and he is very good at the doorways on the railway. When the China Overseas Railway departed from Kunming, it left
Especially in the south, in order to allow passengers to stay in a hotel at night before taking the train, or to eat an extra ton of train food, there were cases where passengers had to wait on the emergency railway track for other trains to pass before arriving in Guiyang.
This is nothing new. If the timetable is arranged well, it is easy to do and there is no danger.
Although Qian Cao's methods are not so powerful, they are still close. What he does is nothing more than one word: defend.
To elaborate further, it is to wait and wait.
These days, there are cars everywhere. With so many cars on this road, no one can guarantee that they will throw cobalt.
Want to tow? Yes, we will help you tow without calling.
How much is it? I think it will be 2,500 for 100 kilometers. What do you think?
This is Poussin's price. If you drive a Beijing Hyundai, add another five hundred.
You still can’t explain why it’s just a pound of work. With this pile of waste paper and regulations covering it up, how can you immediately expose it? Go back to find evidence and find a lawyer? Okay, just pay the money and leave.
I turned around and thought, our road administration has our own tow truck, that’s not our tow truck!
This is the hall of fame.
It can be regarded as a conspiracy. If I come with you openly, who will prey on you?
Moreover, Qian Cao was ruthless enough. He gave up his car to save his handsome man more than once. Most of the people who were sold by him were still counting their money without even knowing it.
So it is not wrong to call him Qian Changyu.
Qian Cao was very good at his tricks. He saw Zhang Mingjian and glanced at Zhang Bi, who was pacing a dozen people. He was clapping his hands with an indifferent expression on his face.
Didn't lift it much.
Qian Cao's heart skipped a beat, and he secretly thought: It belongs to him, it might be a fierce dragon crossing the river.
The one next to him is a jin. The leader of the traffic police squadron is tall and well-informed. In this situation, he can bully others and beat so many people like Zhang Mingjian to the ground. How can he come from this?
Regardless of the situation, just by looking at this courage, you can judge that if the other party is not tough in the background or his own plate is tough, then he is a fool.
How many idiots are there in the world?
Grandfather Zhang Yao is already 20 years old and has not been shot yet, which shows that being a prostitute is not that easy in the world.
More and more people were watching around, and some employees in the rest area also came out to watch the fun. There were people upstairs and downstairs, and the farmers in the local village were all holding their stuff, noisily looking at this place.
Zhang Mingjian's heart was in a state of confusion, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he looked at Zhang Bi, who was as if no one else was around, with a horrified look on his face.
Is this a human? Even a cow can't stand being beaten like that, but he seems to be fine.
In fact, Zhang Bi is also in pain, but he is not afraid. He is supported by the spring of life. Recently, the spring of life is easily affected by emotions. It easily surges with Qi and blood. It is made up in the capillaries. When there is congestion, the spring water also protects the blood vessels.
wall.
The squadron leader's surname was Wu, but his name was strange, Mu Tenglan. Although he was tall, his face was fair and beardless. At first glance, he looked like a decent scholar, but not a servant in a government office.
"Old Qian, there is a bit of evil in him."
Mu Tenglan said to Qian Cao.
Qian Changyu also practiced the Southern Style Iron Thread Boxing for several years, so he could tell that these guys all had good martial arts skills. He thought to himself: Is this a school bus from a martial arts school?
After thinking about it, I thought it was quite nonsense. The school bus was driven by a BMW shop, and the principal was so comfortable...
The road management personnel who came were all shrinking. In this situation, the police comrades still have to come.
There were twenty-seven or eight people lying on the ground, all groaning and complaining incessantly.
Zhang Mingjian's eyes were fierce and he shouted at Zhang Bi: "Brother, you are so ruthless. Aren't you afraid that the future will be long?"
The Zhang family's little tiger looked at him with disdain: "Just you? I always avenge my grudges on the spot. I'm never afraid of the long days to come. I look at you, it's better to just think about the long nights and the many dreams."
There are a lot of people from Sanfengtang in this area. There are at least three or four villages. The smallest village has 3,700 people. It doesn’t sound like many, but you can’t stop them from joining together. Zhang Mingjian turned around and followed a few people.
One village told them that I was beaten by outsiders outside, and they started beating them one by one, and they would not stop until they knocked out the dog's brains.
It's just that Zhang Bi is not afraid of them at all. They are even worse than the brats in the Zhang Family Courtyard. He can kill them all by himself if he doesn't care about the law.
The bus drivers who were sitting on the steps and crying loudly had tears streaming down their faces, and their noses were full of tears. They said to themselves that they were unlucky today and bumped into a local snake. If you said you just drove away, why would you?
Many things?
But you have to admit, who knew that they would be out looking for food on the third day of the Lunar New Year?
In fact, if they knew that Zhang Mingjian started doing this business on the 25th of the twelfth lunar month, I don’t know how they would feel.
In fact, at the end of a new year, Zhang Mingjian and his gang had made at least seven figures.
It's just that there are too many people, and they are managed with filial piety, and there are not many left. So this group of people come out every year to get a vote. In the past, they were actually entrenched in the Taixing South Third Ring Road area. They are notoriously bad.
With Muto Lazi taking care of him above him, he can be said to be very domineering and arrogant.
Of course, Zhang Mingjian is a person from Sanfengtang after all. Although he is not a polite person, he never does anything wrong. One thousand to buy a road is one thousand, and he never asks for more.
He had an uncle-in-law who once overcharged the money in private. He cut off the little finger of his left hand with his own hands, in front of everyone who worked with him.
From then on, no one dared to do such unreliable things behind his back.
And this kid's grasp of people's hearts is also
People are on the road at the end of the year, and they don’t have much money with them, but it’s not too shabby. There will definitely be two or three thousand.
Then he hurried home. This thousand yuan was regarded as water money for the New Year. Who would really care about it?
Call the police? I’m rushing home to celebrate the New Year, okay?
This is a deadlock. The Chinese people are eager to return home, so Zhang Mingjian can be said to be making money every year by playing this trick, and there is really nothing that can be done to him, unless he really makes a fuss and hits a big iron plate.
However, Zhang Mingjian is not blind when it comes to picking out any kind of car. He also knows what kind of car to choose. In addition, with the guidance of people like Qian Changyu, and the cover-up of Muto Lazy, he can be said to be beautiful.
Extremely, never failed.
But as the saying goes, gamblers throw away their chips. In the first nine hands, there were three sixes, and in the tenth hand, there was a five. Good guy, one of them is indispensable!
Qian Changyu's fat face was a little red. He saw Zhang Xiaoqi, Zhang Sanxian who was standing behind to supervise the battle, Zhang Bi who looked fierce in front, and a group of men who sneered disdainfully.
He also knows that this group of people is really not easy to mess with.
Zhang Xiaoqi also took off his two-way shirt and threw it on the brand new BMW. Jiang Luzhu also got out of the car. She has the temperament of a lady and a good car. Is Zhang Xiaoqi in front a bodyguard? Then
Jin. Is the old man a provincial official who retired from the Internet? Are the people around him family members?
His mind was spinning very fast, but at this moment Muto couldn't wait any longer, and thought to himself: No matter how violent he is, he will be on my own land, and there is no way he can escape the charge of gathering a crowd to fight!
"Take photos to collect evidence!"
Muto waved his hand lazily, and the little policeman in the car was there, taking photos in a decent manner.
Zhang Bi faced the little policeman, patted his chest and shouted: "Shoot here! Yes, shoot here!"
Muto Lazy was furious and rushed over and shouted: "You gathered people to fight. You deliberately hurt people and caused many serious injuries!"
Zhang Ben sneered, suddenly raised his foot and stepped hard on the hand of a guy who was still moaning on the ground: "Stop talking, I am committing murder!"
"ah"
Muto took two steps back in horror: "Notify the criminal police team!"
Zhang Sanxian came out and glanced around coldly: "Just inform me! I don't believe it. The world has really changed. When I looked at it, I thought they were a group of puppet soldiers wearing black leather. What a fool.
Yes, you are such a coward, but you have become a gangster. Good guy, if you tell me, it’s just a joke!”
Zhang Mingtang pushed up his glasses and said softly: "Dad, do you want me to call Chen Qiaoan?"
Chen Qiao'an is the deputy mayor, a prominent figure, and a member of a prominent family in Jiangdu. However, coming to Taixing to serve as an official is considered a somewhat ideal figure. Moreover, "he is unwilling to be promoted."
This is the most surprising thing.
Literati don't like to be promoted. This thing is really novel.
But Chen Qiao'an was such a character. He was a member of the Chen family in Jiangdu. He was a Jinshi in three houses and a righteous man of five generations. Among the literati, he was the most upright person.
He and Zhang Mingtang were classmates in college and close friends.
When Zhang Mingtang went to the United States, Chen Qiaoan personally gave him a printed bamboo painting by Zheng Banqiao. The market price was fifteen yuan. It still hangs in Zhang Mingtang's room in the United States.
"Why are you bothering me? Do you think I'm dead in a coffin and there really is no one left to look for?" Zhang Sanxian raised his eyes with disdain.
Then he took out a phone book. This phone book was a thick stack. The names of the people calling on it were all kinds of weird. He opened a page and handed it to Zhang Mingtang: "Call this number. I want to see what this joke is all about."
It was made, hey."
He didn't know whether it was self-deprecating or something, but he let out a laugh. The momentum shocked Qian Cao and Mu Tenglan, and they were about to call the criminal police team, but they were interrupted abruptly.
There were more and more people watching the excitement around, and at this time more and more people came from the surrounding villages, carrying poles and rakes, and there was a lot of noise.
Zhang Mingjian complained secretly, knowing that he might be fucked today.
"It's so mediocre, it hit the iron plate."
Although Zhang Mingjian was still wearing a military coat and a Lei Feng hat in his pocket, he was extremely cold.
The people around him screamed for a while, and Zhang Bi picked up a long iron rod, walked towards the group of people, swung it violently, and stabbed it hard on the ground!
Ping...
The sound was like hitting a steel bar at a fixed point, with sparks flying everywhere, but the large piece of cement floor that had been cast was directly pierced by an iron rod, as if it were a block of tofu.
Zhang Bi was like an out-of-control beast, shouting at them: "You are not afraid of death! Just try to cross this stick!"
The iron rod was as long as eyebrows, but it was penetrated for more than two feet. How much brute force was this? No one knew, but at that moment Zhang Ben's arms became thicker, but Zhang Sanxian, Zhang Xiaoqi and Zhang Mingjian could clearly see it.
Yes, others may not have noticed the clues, but these three have worked hard for twenty years, so how could they not have noticed it?
What is this? Great Pure Power!
The group of people were all shocked. Is this still a human being?
Simply a monster.
Some people in the Zhang Family Courtyard were also injured, but they just wiped the wounds with paper towels randomly. Zhang Dashan was hit with a stick on his forehead. The huge gash was so big that the *** actually asked Zhang Bingsheng to stitch it up for him.
You son of a bitch is so awesome. The hygienists at the rest stop didn't dare to approach, but they just bandaged the person lying on the ground.
The tragic scene was really frightening.
Maybe it's okay for those who have seen big scenes, but some people may have seen such a battle for the first time.
In the restaurant, the young people were looking out.
A younger brother asked: "Brother, is that still a human being?"
"Don't be afraid. You just need to understand that if you follow me, you will have meat to eat. That's all."
The young man wearing sunglasses sat there and answered without looking.
"I know, brother."
Things were already in chaos here. The police didn't dare to come forward. The road manager huddled behind, sweating in cold sweat. Zhang Mingjian, a local snake, was also panicked. Zhang Mingtang made the call and handed the phone to Zhang Sanxian.
The old man took the phone and said calmly: "I. Zhang Laosan. Which Zhang Laosan? Zhang Laosan who sent photos to the Japanese Army Headquarters in North China, you have forgotten me! Where is I? I am here
The northwest wind is blowing in your land to cool down my body temperature, I have high blood pressure now!"
Ten minutes later, another group of large and small cars came outside. There was a red flag car behind the first car. An old man in a long windbreaker and color-changing glasses got out of the car and looked this way.