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There is a controversial outer ring toll station built on the outer ring road of the provincial capital, the Highway Transportation Bureau and the Road and Bridge Management Office as early as many years ago, it is expressly forbidden to set up a toll on the ring road, but the people do not raise officials and do not hold them accountable, some flexible officials are reluctant to pay a huge amount of fees at the toll station every year, and the relevant regulations play the edge ball, the toll station is still not removed, but a new road into the city is built next to it, named Dexiang Road, if you want to enter the city through Dexiang Road, you need to bypass several urban villages and two labyrinthine viaducts. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Not to mention that most of the foreign vehicles will get lost on the viaduct, the fuel cost required by the length of more than ten kilometers of Dexiang Road alone has exceeded several times the toll station to charge the entrance fee, so the car owners can only swallow this dumb loss silently, and obediently pay the card at the toll station.

On weekdays, except for a few car owners who enter the provincial capital for the first time, or do not know the situation in order to save money, or are dissatisfied with the bad attitude of the toll station staff to drive on Dexiang Road, this road is almost unattended. The shrewd toll station manager had an idea, so he simply didn't do anything, hired someone to move a few straw hat-shaped iron barricades, lined up at the Dexiang intersection, and put a paper shell sign with the words "road maintenance" written on the intersection sideways, ready to take advantage of the year-end peak season to do a big job, pay more to the superiors, and wait for the next year to be able to move up the next level in the career.

The toll station manager personally hung the reminder sign for the maintenance of the road with a thin wire in the center of the barricade, looked at it for a while, and thought that it was just a handwritten sign without a payment. Or that the temporary workers hired by the station are mentally ill and can't deal with themselves. Patting the dust on his hands and just about to leave, he suddenly heard a rapid car horn behind him, the toll station manager was startled, and instinctively flashed to the side, and a milky old Volga car rushed almost against the corner of his clothes.

The toll station manager was overturned to the ground by the strong wind brought by the speeding car, and watched in amazement as the classic car crashed into the barricade, and the reminder sign was torn apart by the air flow brought up by the front of the car, and ran all the way along the winding Dexiang Road, flicking its tail and drifting beautifully at two large angles, flashing the tail lights and disappearing the tracks.

"Emma, this driver is crazy, what's wrong with forgetting to take medicine when you go out?" The toll station manager got up from the snow with a look of disgrief, patted the snow foam on his clothes and hummed: "Isn't it just to avoid the loop toll of more than ten yuan, do you say you?" Why don't you smash your car? Small! Chop Pieces! Lunatic! Bah! ”

The toll booth manager swept his hair that had been blown by the cold wind, recoiled a few strands of long hair around him to the top of his bare head, and arranged them into the classic hairstyle of "local support center", and twisted back and forth with his big fat buttocks, picking up the deflated barricades that had been knocked and scattered.

Finally put the twisted barricade back at the intersection, the toll station manager just wanted to go back to the unit to make a reminder board, and there was a piercing car chirp, the toll station manager jumped back very experienced, a road administration law enforcement car creaked and stopped in front of the roadblock, and a young traffic policeman's angry face stretched out of the window: "Who asked you to set up a card here, can you afford to delay us in performing official duties?" ”

The toll station manager didn't take it to heart when he saw the young appearance of the road administration's car and the little traffic policeman, and he was almost hit by the car in front just now, and vented all the evil fire on the young traffic policeman, pouting and snorting coldly: "The roadblock is what Lao Tzu set up, what are you fierce, we are all a system who doesn't know who, you stinky little guys can perform what official duties, it's not that I buried you, just your broken car chasing a king Ba have to hang the fourth gear, tell you that the speeding car in front of you has long been gone...... Uh, Brother Hu, why are you, I really didn't see it......"

At this time, Lao Hu's head also squeezed out of the car window, and the two bloodshot copper bells glared at the toll station manager fiercely, pulling his neck and scolding: "Mom, I saw that it was me who chirped crookedly, and quickly removed the rotten coffins of your ancestors to Lao Tzu, and if you delay Lao Tzu's affairs, you must be killed!" ”

Speaking of toll stations and road administration traffic are all one, how can the toll station manager not know what the role of the traffic police team Lao Hu is, this guy is an old generation of people who wash their hands on the underworld, and is a well-known Sun monkey in the entire traffic system, dare to fight and dare to fight can make trouble, and the small leaders below the general section level easily dare not provoke Lao Hu, if you accidentally offend this difficult evil star, it is really enough to drink a pot of yourself.

The toll station manager shuddered, ran up to move the barricade with a fat body, and just wanted to say two words of the scene to apologize vaguely, Xiao Wang had already wedged the accelerator to more than half, and the road administration car rushed out like a sharp arrow off the string, and a black exhaust gas came out of the butt of the car to choke the toll station manager and coughed.

"What's the fierce, isn't it just being a bastard for two days? What's so special about it? Sooner or later, you have to squat in and eat the nest...... Oops! The toll station manager kicked off an iron barricade, bumped his toes and felt painful, squatted on the ground and rubbed it, and suddenly his eyes widened as if he remembered something, and looked at the direction of the road administration car incredulously: "Hey my grass, wasn't that car just now the famous iron-clad old snail of the road administration?" How can you drive so fast? ”

At this time, Xiao Wang drove the newly modified law enforcement car, stepped on the accelerator with bright eyes, and vowed not to stop until he caught the speeding Volga car in front. Lao Hu recognized it at a glance just now, this classic car was the speeding car that swept near the highway toll station the day before yesterday, but he didn't expect the narrow road to meet again so soon.

If it was the last time, there was really no possibility that the broken Nissan in his hand would be able to catch up with others, but Lao Hu was full of confidence in the craftsmanship of the modified vehicle of Shengzi, and secretly thought that this time he would definitely be able to bring the previous speeding habitual offender to justice, otherwise he would really have no face in this acre and three points of land in the future.

The Volga driver who took the lead in front of him, obviously saw from the rearview mirror that there was a law enforcement car chasing after him, and he also increased his speed vigorously, and the chord of the rear wing of the car was raised, and there was a sharp sound of breaking the air like a whistle in the air, and the car actually continued to speed up in the case of absolute impossibility in theory, and from a distance, he could only barely see an afterimage, and the half-open sunroof was torn apart because he could not withstand the huge force, and the broken metal fragments were flying all over the sky, and the sound was terrifying.

This time, even Lao Hu and Xiao Wang, who were chasing after him, were stunned: what kind of car is this, it is clearly the rhythm of rubbing the atmosphere to decompose block by piece when the space capsule returns to the earth, what kind of outlaw is the driver in this classic car, and what kind of psychological quality is needed to continue to accelerate blindly regardless of it!

The driver of the Volga car was none other than the old man Cheng Hongjun Cheng, who had his home destroyed and was furious.

Cheng Hongjun has been a soldier for half his life, and in countless battles with real guns and ammunition, he has developed a temper of artillery that ignites the fire, although he has relented a lot after retiring, but as a veteran, Cheng Hongjun still can't stand the bottom line of others challenging his dignity.

Cheng Hongjun didn't want to involve his two grandsons, as well as those young people who were enthusiastic about the old way, so he finally decided to go into the city alone and find the initiator of bullying him. Things have reached the point where relying on laws and reasoning can no longer solve the problem, it is better to fight a happy battle and fight a blood-spattered five steps.

Galloping all the way, Cheng Hongjun's mind ran at the same high speed as the speed of the car, and the good military literacy tempered in his career made Cheng Hongjun's mind calm down a lot, and his feet began to relax, and the speed of the car slowed down. With one hand stroking his beloved Wang Ba box pistol, Cheng Hongjun was fierce and fierce, as if he had returned to the war years when the smoke of gunpowder was everywhere. No matter how big or small a war is, no matter how strong or weak the enemy is, it is not possible to simply rely on bravery and blood to achieve the final victory, but it is also precise planning and advanced strategy that play a decisive role.

Thinking of this, Cheng Hongjun seemed to be rejuvenated, his old eyes became as sharp as a falcon, and the whole person was like a sharp sword out of the sheath, sharp and compelling.

Cheng Hongjun, who calmed down, found that he had driven to the end of Dexiang Street and was about to enter the provincial capital, followed by a law enforcement vehicle of the traffic police team, which was always struggling to follow behind, like a hanged ghost.

Cheng Hongjun stretched out a big hand with green muscles stretched out from the car window, pulled the reversing mirror on the left side that was distorted by the strong wind, adjusted the angle, and showed a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth: "These little cubs can actually chase eight or nine without leaving ten, which is considered to be two hits, but the old man has enough fun now, let's see you first!" ”