Walk! ”

The fat man and I looked at each other, and without saying a word, ran out of the village.

Xiaohe Village is adjacent to the road, and it doesn't take more than 100 meters to get out of the village to be the road, and when our brothers run to the place, Mao didn't see it, where are the dead people?

"Brother, brother, look!" The fat man stabbed me twice and smacked Nunu behind me.

When I looked back, the village would blow up, and more than a dozen villagers ran out, and after leaving the village, they didn't run to this side of the road, but ran in the opposite direction.

When the fat man and I saw it, we hurriedly followed, walked down the stone road, walked about 200 meters, and then turned left. It is a potholed dirt road.

Walking along the dirt road, it didn't take more than 50 meters to see the corpses of villagers lying on the road, and several villagers even fell into the big ditch on the side of the road.

The fat man and I looked at each other, but no one said a word, and silently followed. I know there's going to be something going on here.

When I walked up, my ears were full of crying.

I counted, there were a total of nine villagers who died on this road, and Second Uncle Zhao was among them.

Nine deceased, the way of death is not the same, depending on the injury. They were all hit by cars and died.

In the ditch next to the road, there are also two improvised barricades that have been damaged.

After listening to it for a while, I basically understood what was going on.

Walking from the road in front, you have to pass several toll booths along the way, as well as traffic police inspections, and from this path, you can bypass the toll booths and the traffic police.

This road is a financial road developed by the villagers, and all the big cars passing here have to pay tolls to the villagers.

I didn't pay much, fifty for a car, this price is relatively fair.

They don't know exactly what happened yesterday, but the facts are here, there are drivers of big cars who broke in without paying money, and as a result, they hit and killed people.

It stands to reason that fifty yuan is cheaper than passing through the toll booth, and it can also evade the traffic police.

I thought of last night's yellow skins, and they should have done it, but I couldn't figure out what it would do them good for.

I pinched the little yellow skin that I had tied with red rope and stuffed in my pocket, and wanted to know the truth and just try it.

In addition to this accident, how did Second Uncle Zhao's nephew die?

He was crushed to death by a cart, and his head was flattened, if he walked from this road, the Zhao family would not call the police or discuss compensation, he should have happened on the road in front.

I'm still thinking about it, the villagers have come up with a solution, the way is to go back to their own homes, find their own mothers, this time, you can't call the police.

The reason for not calling the police is very simple, once the police are called, the matter will be big, and this financial road will be broken.

Even if they call the police and catch the murderer, they won't get much money, and if nine people die, how much can they pay again?

Relying on this financial road, the village sat on the ground to collect money. I can get a few thousand every night, and nearly 200,000 a month.

In the end, the result of the discussion was that the money collected in the future would be divided into more than the nine families that had the accident.

This result, as expected.

After discussing the results, people began to come to the village and move the bodies back.

Taking this opportunity, I carefully observed the villagers, and the lifeless people I saw had even heavier lifeless on their faces, just like Second Uncle Zhao yesterday.

In other words, if they come to this road tonight to collect money, they will end up with the same nine people who died.

As the villagers returned to the village, just after returning to Zhao's house, a man who claimed to be the village chief quickly came up.

The village chief's surname is Yang, his name is Yang Bo, he is in his fifties, and the purpose of looking for us is very simple, to give hush money, 10,000 yuan per person, and buy us without opening his mouth.

"Uncle Yang, you are old. I'll call you uncle! ”

In the face of the village chief, I plan to salute first and then soldier.

Yang Bo was also very happy, he didn't intend to talk nonsense with me, and said directly: "Is it not enough money, or whatever, just say it!" ”

Things have come to this point. The fat man and I all figured it out.

That road is the private property of Xiaohe Village, and every household can share the money in it, and the more than 20 people I saw yesterday with dead faces are the ones who guard the road in the middle of the night to collect tolls.

I was surprised before, the villagers of Xiaohe Village are not like rural people, many of them are white and tender. I can't tell that I have done farm work at all, it turns out that the roots are here.

Relying on this road, with an income of more than 2 million a year, each household can almost get 100,000 yuan, what kind of land do you plant?

"Uncle Yang, don't you think it's normal for so many people to die at once?" I thought about it. I'm going to shake out the yellow skin thing directly.

"What's abnormal, the semi-trailer cart pulls dozens of tons of things, and it goes straight through the customs, and how many people can't stop it!"

Seeing that I wasn't talking about money, Yang Bo was a little impatient.

"If you can't stop it, everyone knows it, and they're not stupid. Can you still stand there and be hit? On the left and right sides are big ditches, and if you jump in, you'll be fine, and you don't wonder, why didn't they jump? I asked.

"Then who knows, maybe you didn't react for a while!" Yang Bo's tone became more and more impatient. There was something wrong with the look in my eyes.

I looked at him for a while, and said, "Add another 20,000, 10,000 for each of our brothers is too little!" ”

"Yes!"

Seeing me say this, Yang Bo smiled, did not hesitate, and took out four wads of money from the army-green satchel he was carrying. Handed it over.

I took the money, handed the fat man 20,000 yuan, gave him a look, asked him not to ask, and then said to Yang Bo: "Okay, our brothers have always had very tight mouths. After taking the money, the two of us will definitely not talk nonsense! ”

"It better be!"

Yang Bo nodded and glanced at the two of us gloomily.

"We still have this credibility, Uncle Yang, our brothers still have to pretend to be dead, so I won't talk to you more!" I put the money away. gave the fat man another look.

The fat man understood in seconds, and immediately returned to the spiritual bed, lay there flat, and continued to pretend to be dead.

Yang Bo took a deep look at the two of us and turned to leave.

When Yang Bo walked away, I exhaled lightly, pulled the fat man, and said, "Hurry up!" ”

"Brother, what should I do?" The fat man got up from the spiritual bed and asked with a little excitement.

"Run!" The people in the village are all in the mourning hall, and no one pays attention to our brothers at all, and the boss of the Zhao family is in the county. Second Uncle Zhao is dead, and there is no one in charge at all.

"Runaway?" The fat man was a little surprised, he didn't expect me to run.

"Something is wrong with the village chief, he was taken by the yellow skin!" I explained briefly.

Yang Bo pretends to be very similar, but some habits can't be changed, such as the slightly upturned corners of his mouth. For example, when suppressing anger, the brown-yellow pupils that diverge outward.

It was when I found out about this that I temporarily changed my tune and asked him for money, if I continued to talk about the yellow skin, if this old boy pushed the matter of nine people in the village who died overnight on me and the fat man. I couldn't predict where things would go.

In the face of ghosts, in the face of yellow skins, I can poke out black skins, but in the face of people, in the face of villagers rushing over. Can I poke it out?

I don't know the answer.

"Brother, you have the final say, let's go!" When the fat man heard this, he didn't say a word, and immediately agreed.

My brother and I didn't hesitate, we went out and got in the car directly, and ran away in my second-hand Jinbei bread.

The moment I drove out of the village, I looked back, and Yang Bo didn't know when he appeared, and was standing behind watching us.

I breathed a sigh of relief, didn't care so much, increased the throttle, and quickly slipped away.

An hour and a half later, the car stopped in front of the incense shop, and my heart was relieved.

"Why did you come back so soon?"

As soon as he entered the store, Chen Xi was still a little strange.

"Something's wrong!"

As I spoke, I slipped the little yellow skin out and said, "Interrogate it." Something big has happened in Xiaohe Village! ”

With that, I sat down in my chair and let out a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong?" Chen Xi looked at me and the fat man suspiciously.

"Sister-in-law, that's what happened!" The fat man spoke eloquently.

The fat man's lecture lasted nearly half an hour, comparing and dating. Occasionally, I took out my phone and called up some screenshots of live broadcasts.

"This is going to be a good trial!"

After listening to the fat man's explanation, Chen Xi lifted the little yellow skin on the counter, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with an evil smile.

The little yellow skin's eyes rolled, his body trembled, and he made a gesture of begging for mercy.

"I know the times!"

Chen Xi chuckled lightly and said, "I asked you, if there is a word that is wrong, I will castrate you!" ”

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