The morning air is full of moisture, cool and comfortable. Judging from the dawn, it will probably be a sunny day.

The surface of the small river ditch is rippling with points of light. The small water snake with a leaden yellow belly on the riverside was amazingly clumped into an untightened figure-eight knot, lying on the ground without moving.

It's not actually dead, it's just giving up on itself.

This night, the water snake untied countless knots on its body, and finally realized that the snake was born as an endless entanglement.

If he survives, he will probably become a philosophical snake.

It may not be until later that you find out that you fall in love with this feeling, and it becomes a shake M.

The ridges are moist and the soil is soft, and occasionally you can see a few old aboriginal farmers wearing blue cloth shirts and carrying bamboo hats on their backs, walking steadily on it.

It is not easy for someone to remain on the sidelines in such a "crazy place" and bury their heads in the ground, thinking about it.

There are endless fields at a glance, but there are only rice grains, with green ears neatly bowed, and no vegetables.

In the past two years, there is no way to sow vegetables anymore, and they are always stolen before they are planted.

So the old farmers looked at the roadside convoy in their eyes, but they were not so friendly.

Jiang Che also walked on the ridge, all the way to the foot of the mountain at the end of the field.

"The next child is not going to go forward. An old farmer called out to him, pointed to the hillside and said, "There is no coffin or no seat, many people have been buried in the past two years, and I am afraid that you will be scared." Being a wild ghost in a foreign land will inevitably lead to great resentment. ”

"Ah...... Thank you. Jiang Che thanked him for going back and forth, and his heart was even more panicked.

It didn't take long for him to turn back onto the road.

The road pavement is paved with sand and gravel, and road maintenance workers come from both sides to push the well-polished and rounded stones back onto the road with long-handled wooden clippers.

Such stones are usually the size of a finger, which is most suitable for stone games, and there are always children to pick them.

The workers also saw the messy convoy in the clearing, looked twice, turned around, and continued to work.

Walking tractors and cars drove by, the stones on the road rustled and rustled, and they were squeezed by the wheels and pushed back to the curb.

The way those stones roll feels like a group of stubborn people who are bullied by the wheels every day, but they don't accept it every day.

They're being beaten today.

In the early morning sun, many, many wheels, many, many cars, carrying many, many people, drove from the direction of Tamsui Town, and the momentum was huge.

There must be seventy or eighty vehicles of all kinds, and probably the whole of Tamsui has been emptied.

After a night of organization, the swing machine finally organized the "cadre elite" and the personnel who "seemed to have combat effectiveness" from the four branches of the same head office.

At the same time, Fan Yuxian also persuaded Peng Kangle to accept his point of view:

The so-called desert satellite base plan should be just a pyramid scheme company with an underworld background that is not much different from them.

This kind of gang operation is actually very common in their hometown, and even they themselves used to be in a similar situation.

Moreover, since the other party has not left, he should just want to talk and can talk.

So, here they are.

Although I don't really want to clash head-on in my heart, I don't want to weaken the battle.

"The formation is so big, it won't really fight, right?" In the pavilion, Xiao Zheng said: "Ah Xiang, in fact, I don't really want the two sides to fight. ”

"Hmm. Ah Xiang stood up.

Zhang Youyuan also slept in the pavilion, and he came over to chat last night and blew a lot of. Everyone is used to hearing it, although they all start to guess that he may not be ordinary, but they also believe in three points.

This guy is still smiling in his dreams, and he's almost dry outside.

Just as he was about to bow his head and shout, "Cluck~squeak~", there was a series of sounds of wheels rubbing the ground in Ah Xiang's ears, and the sound was endless.

He turned around and saw seventy or eighty vehicles of various types coming from the direction of Tamsui Town, all of which braked sharply, and then stopped dozens of meters away.

Then he noticed that there was actually a sound of a car, coming from the other side of the road.

Ah Xiang turned around and took a look, and at first glance he saw a tiger head run.

"Mercedes 600SEL, 3 million RMB. Xiao Zheng, who has always liked to dream of being a tycoon and likes to study cars, said woodenly beside him.

Then he continued: "Mercedes S-Class 140, I don't know how much it sells in the mainland, Duke Nissan, 700,000, Cadillac Fretewood, Lexus LS400......"

With Xiao Zheng muttering in a daze, luxury cars kept appearing from the corners and moving forward.

The Mercedes-Benz at the front had already driven straight into the Tamsui Town convoy that automatically gave way, and then stopped as if no one was around.

One car after another stopped on the road......

Now, Xiao Xiang understands why Peng Kangle stopped. Even if he brought seventy cars and more than 300 people, he could only park there, obediently give way, and didn't dare to move even a finger.

In the mainland at this time, even if he rents millions of dollars to ordinary people, it is impossible for him to rent such a fleet. Because to come up with such a scene, it is no longer enough to be rich, it has to be expensive.

Stopped right in front of the pavilion was a Rolls-Royce Silver-Spirit.

The driver gets out of the car.

Towards the pavilion.

Everyone unconsciously stood up.

Except for Zhang Youyuan.

"This morning, ten miles outside Tamsui Town, this scene changed a lot of things later" - Liang Zongxiang.

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My name is Liang Zongxiang, when I was in the space surfing machine company, Boss Peng called me Xiaoxiang, of course, Brother Zhang also called me after he came, and most other people called me Mr. Xiang.

Here's the story as I know it.

It was very early that day, so there weren't too many cars passing by, and even if there were, the driver stopped at a long distance or turned around when he saw the situation here.

I still remember that Boss Peng's initial formation was very strong, just like the big horns I saw in the night market when I was a child.

In fact, I heard that Boss Peng did mix with gangs in the past, and later came to the mainland to do pyramid schemes because he was favored by the big boss.

I was brought out of the night market by him, and before I met Boss Peng, I sold fried oysters with my grandmother in the night market.

I remember sitting in the pavilion at that time, Xiao Zheng was sitting next to me, and he said to me, "Ah Xiang, I don't really want the two sides to fight. ”

At that time, I also hoped so, because the matter was likely to be a misunderstanding, and in fact, Brother Zhang's people treated us well the night before, not only to eat and drink, but also to spend the night with blankets.

In addition, I always have a feeling: Brother Zhang is not bad, he is just playful, and he is less Mr. Zhang.

Therefore, even now, when I have returned to the night market, inherited Grandma's stall, and continued to sell fried oysters, I still don't think that the bureau was made by Brother Zhang.

In fact, if I want to judge in my own heart, I think that this whole thing, there is a great possibility, is a collective harvest of Tamsui Town led by the security department on the mainland.

Because of the resources and energy it mobilizes, it's terrible. But I can't tell anyone about it.