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85_85642At about nine o'clock in the evening, a strong man with a height of 1.9 meters, weighing more than 230 pounds, with a round face and plate, like an iron tower, carrying an army-green duffel bag, slowly walked out of the exit of the station. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The passengers who came out with him kept their distance from this tall and mighty fellow, because the evil aura on this guy was really terrifying, and everyone shuddered when they passed by him.

The tower man was very depressed along the way, he was a little taller, and when he was at the Songjiang Railway Station, he was interrogated by the railway for a long time, making him seem like some terrorist.

"Grunt" The tower man had a stomach, he covered his stomach and walked towards a nearby restaurant, any dish was dozens of yuan, he touched his pocket, it was empty, his train ticket to Gyeongju was bought for him by the people from the Songjiang Railway Police Station.

He walked into a farmhouse restaurant, patted the table, and a small man with a small head and a frightened face ran over, "What do you want to eat?" ”

"Do you have a menu?" The man of the tower spoke Chinese very stiffly.

A sneer flashed in the man's eyes, it turned out to be a foreigner, he gave a look to the owner of the stir-fry, so he sent a greasy menu book to the strong man of the iron tower. The strong man of the iron tower casually pointed to a few dishes that looked good and were very cheap, "Just these few dishes, and also, some more white masks, and some rice without white masks!" ”

"Okay!" The guy's face is about to bloom with a smile, there has been no such fat sheep in the field for a long time, and he feels guilty for not slaughtering this person well today.

Generally speaking, locals don't eat at restaurants near train stations because they are so expensive and not tasty that only out-of-town guys will visit them.

Soon, the dishes were served, and there was a big bucket of rice, the tower man picked up the chopsticks, and ate the big flowers happily, and several other guests around were dumbfounded, and after a while, a large bucket of rice and the dishes on the table were taken care of by the tower man.

"Boss, the dish just now, and the rice, let's have another one!" The man in the tower touched the rice grains on his mouth and said in a loud voice.

"Okay!" The owner of the small restaurant and the guys were dumbfounded, they had a sense of foreboding, as if they had not eaten in hundreds of years.

Not to mention, the big man of the iron tower ate and drank a lot in the Songjiang Railway Police Station, and ate all the supper of other people's comrades, and he didn't even let go of instant noodles. is such a strong person, his food is definitely the food of several people, and it is more edible than a rice bucket.

The guy cautiously walked up to the man in the iron tower, and said a little timidly: "Brother, can you pay for the meal first?" The eyes of the tower man widened, bigger than a bell, ", is Lao Tzu the kind of person who eats and drinks for nothing and doesn't give money?" "On one side is the owner of the small restaurant, and on the other side is this terrifying big bear, the guy wants to hit the wall and die.

"This brother, you pay the money you ate first, okay?" The boss with a big belly and squinting blistered eyes said with a spatula in his hand.

The tower man was empty-hearted, he didn't have a dime on him, he was able to come to Gyeongju, he relied on eating and drinking for nothing, along the way, he had eaten Lanzhou ramen, and also eaten Shanxi knife noodles, basically eating overlord meals.

He slapped it down, and with a "click", the sturdy folding table fell apart in an instant, and several other diners in the restaurant were dumbfounded, and they threw down their money one after another, and ran away without even a figure.

"You, what do you want to do?" The restaurateur's fat body trembled with fear, his feet involuntarily took several steps back, and the spatula in his hand fell to the ground.

The man of the iron tower grabbed the restaurant owner by the collar like a chicken, and scolded in Mongolian: "Your grandfather's, you are going to eat the overlord meal, what's wrong?" ”

"Hit someone, beat someone!" The restaurant guy rushed out and shouted. The people around him just gathered around curiously, and kept poking their heads inside, but no one stepped forward.

The man of the iron tower shook the restaurant owner to the ground, grinned, and said with a smile: "Boss, hurry up and fry two dishes, otherwise Lao Tzu will beat people!" The restaurateur was so frightened that his face turned bloodless, and he hurried up and went to stir-fry.

When he arrived, the man in the tower ate it fragrantly, "Comrade, it's him, it's this stupid big guy who eats the overlord meal!" ”

The leader was carrying a dime and two on his shoulder, the second-class superintendent, and his hand couldn't help but touch the gun on his waist? The other two assistant police officers held police sticks in their hands and surrounded the men of the iron tower.

Who knows, this stupid big guy is not false at all, he eats with relish, and treats all three of them as air.

Just when the leader pulled out his gun and aimed it at him, the big man of the tower said: "I'll go with you when I'm done eating!" ”

They were all frightened into a cold sweat, for fear that this guy would be arrested, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the crowd around them leaned forward and leaned back one by one laughing.

When the tower man finished eating, he stretched out his thick hands, "Comrade, grab it!" ”

An assistant policeman cautiously stepped forward, took out the handcuffs around his waist, and cuffed the tower man fiercely, and in the strange eyes of everyone, the tower man was taken away.

"Oh my mother, food money!" The restaurant owner was about to cry, he was eating and drinking for nothing, and he lost a table, and his heart was bleeding.

The iron man was taken to the railway police station, and a middle-aged man who made a record for him said expressionlessly: "Name, hometown, occupation!" ”

The iron tower man's eyes as big as copper bells narrowed into a slit, and he smiled honestly: "Eight-tone Geltu, Inner Mongolia Horqin, laid-off workers of the textile factory!" ”

The man who made the record for the tower man was stunned, the pen in his hand couldn't help but tremble a few times, he said a few words to a female policeman with household registration next to him, and soon the transcript was over, and the tower man was placed in the rest of the duty room.

The people from the Gyeongju Railway Station Police Station checked the details of this person, and everyone was shocked, this honest stupid big authentic Mongolian, just came from the Songjiang River, which made people cry and laugh, this guy was penniless, and he relied on eating overlord meals all the way and relying on the support of the railway police station to get to Gyeongju.

After inquiry, this guy turned out to be looking for a relative, and according to this guy's confession, he had a relative who was the deputy director of the police station here.

The people at the railway police station were stunned, they couldn't be more familiar with the few people in the system, and there were few directors of the believers, let alone Mongolians?

The female household registration police officer of the railway police station, Xiao Tian asked patiently: "What is the name of your relative who is the deputy director?"

"Zhuoli Geltu, we have a Han surname, surnamed Zhang, he seems to be called Zhang Hanmin!" Xiao Tian immediately informed the leaders above of the news, and the leaders attached great importance to it, and the result made people laugh and cry, where is the deputy director of Zhuoli Geletu, it is clearly a very ordinary assistant police officer of the police station.

Xiao Zhang, who was eating at the Yaowan Police Station, received the call from above, dropped his chopsticks, drove the police car, and rushed towards the railway police station in a hurry.

As soon as they met, the two Mongolian men greeted each other warmly in Mongolia, "Zhuo Li, didn't you say that you are the deputy director of the police station?" The tower man's gaze fell on Xiao Zhang's shoulder, and the dazzling crutches were clearly the sign of the assistant police.

"I've been with the main nation for a long time, and I like to brag, why did my brother come here?" Xiao Zhang's old face turned red, he also wanted to take the exam, but his education was not enough, at least he had to be a junior college graduate, and he couldn't count on him as a junior high school graduate.

"It's not your kid who is harmful, you don't even play drafts if you brag, you take care of me, you take care of me!" The strong man of the tower laughed.

"No problem, let's go, go to where I live!" Two Mongolian men left the railway police station one after the other.

Over the years, following Shi Yaoqian, Xiao Zhang's life is not bad, he bought a 92-square-meter commercial house nearby, the decoration is not bad, Bayin Geltu sat on the soft sofa, grinned and smiled: "Zhuo Li, you are the best in our village, live in such a house, hahaha!" ”

"Awesome, it's not a temporary worker, let's go, take you to supper!" Xiao Zhang got up and said......

To be continued.

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