Outside the north gate of the Third Psychiatric Hospital, in recent times, some ruffian young people have inexplicably arrived, all with cigarettes in their mouths, wandering around with nothing to do. They often pointed at the armed police soldiers standing guard at the door, occasionally let out bursts of exaggerated laughter, and even blatantly whistled at the soldiers on duty, and randomly threw sparkling cigarette butts at the hospital gate.

The appearance of these people seriously disrupted the normal work of the fighters on duty, and the soldiers on duty who could not bear it many times reported to the squadron leaders about the situation of the other party's provocations, but each time they got the same answer, "restraint, restraint, restraint, calm." The fighters are all ten years old. One day, at noon, when he was standing on duty at the sentry post, a boy with yellow hair came to him, and under the bewitchment of everyone behind him, he boldly threw a stone at the sentry post, and the old non-commissioned officer was completely enraged, raised his rifle and shot Huang Mao's head. At that time, the little ruffians who watched the excitement were all stupid, and Huang Mao, who was making trouble, was scared to the ground, and the old non-commissioned officer's shot directly tore off half of his scalp from his head, if it wasn't for Huang Mao's reaction fast enough, he would have been hit in the head by an automatic rifle on the spot.

The little ruffians who besieged the mental hospital usually fought more and more ruthlessly than one another, but when it was really time to use a gun, they immediately couldn't do it, and they didn't dare to think about such a thing as a gun. Guns and drugs are head-off things, and no one wants to touch them unless they have to. The little ruffians saw that the soldier had moved his gun, and immediately ran away. But what makes people headache is that they are like a group of unbeatable Xiaoqiang, they were quiet for only two days, and on the morning of the third day, they gambled on the north gate of the mental hospital again, and the number of people who came was more than double that of the previous two days.

"Brother Xiong, look at those who are soldiers, eighty percent of them are going to call people, or let's stop blocking it, just in case," a thin young relative, respectfully standing next to a black and shiny Honda Accord sedan, his head almost attached to the window.

"What? What do you say?" the window leaked slightly, and through the window, a shiny head could be faintly seen.

"Xiong, Brother Xiong, I" The young man standing outside the car window swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and the words that were blocked in his mouth were forced back.

A few seconds later, the car door was pushed open, a bald man stepped out of the car, the young man standing next to the car hurriedly took a few steps back, and the little brothers, who were originally lazy and lazy, all stood up straight and shouted "Brother Xiong" in unison.

"It's all for Lao Tzu to listen to, who dares to fucking play sloppy today, Lao Tzu will kill him, and after a while, Boss Wang's car will arrive, give me some spirit, don't smash the signboard of our rudder in the west of the city" When the bald man spoke, there was a domineering domineering spirit on his body.

"Brother Xiong is mighty, Brother Xiong is mighty" The little brothers were like being beaten with chicken blood, and their eyes were full of admiration when they looked at the bald man.

"Bah, a rabble," the two sentinels at the entrance of the hospital who were handing over the sentry posts spat at the little ruffians in unison.

A few minutes later, a silver-gray Mercedes-Benz sedan rushed over at a gallop, and a large amount of dust was instantly raised on the cement floor.

"Mr. Wang, you have a long way to run in person, it's really annoying little brother" The bald man walked down from the car

The middle-aged man showed a flattering expression, and Mr. Wang combed his big oily back, and his momentum was much stronger than that of the bald man.

"I don't worry about your affairs, do you know who I'm going to pick up today?" Mr. Wang said in a flat tone.

"I know, it's your niece Mr. Wang, I have already explained to my brothers, I must give our niece face, hehe, these stinky soldiers, when they see us, they are like mice seeing cats, they all hide in it and dare not come out" The bald man glanced at the armed police soldiers on the opposite sentry post with a weak heart, and the soldiers on duty immediately cast a hateful look at him.

"Knowing that you Malegobi, that's my own daughter, who the hell let you block the gate, you are really long-lasting, you dare to fight against the army? These brothers in the west of the city will be in your hands sooner or later" When Mr. Wang was angry, there was no warning, and everyone did not react.

"Mr. Wang, listen to my explanation, things are not like this," the bald man wanted to die, he really lifted a stone and hit his own feet, originally thought of icing on the cake, but it turned out to be self-defeating,

"Roll me to the side and stay well, what I can't hold up" After Mr. Wang finished speaking, he beckoned to the lean young man behind the bald head, who immediately ran over with excitement on his face, and everyone understood that in a few seconds, the rudder in the west of the city had changed hands.

A few minutes later, under the suspicious gaze of the armed police on duty, the little ruffians disappeared without a trace.

My retreat from the asylum went a little more smoothly than I could have imagined, and I didn't encounter any obstacles along the way, and this anomaly also made me feel a sense of unease, and it was good to be able to escape anyway. According to the action plan formulated by me and Xiaojie, he will arrange the vehicles responsible for answering the east, south, and west of the mental hospital, and the code is "seven people、、、 two hearts", but when I came out, I didn't find a car responsible for answering, it must be something wrong with Xiaojie, I don't dare to hesitate, the most important thing at the moment is to leave the sphere of influence of the mental hospital as soon as possible, and the farther away the better.

With the deepening of social reform in southern Yunnan, some mountain people have been moved from the depths of the mountains one after another, and the town has gradually become more vibrant, and occasionally you can see some three-wheeled motorcycles with the word "rental", pulling a car full of people running fast on the potholed dirt and stone road, which looks indescribably exciting.

My luck is not bad, just in time to catch a tricycle back to the county, because the town is not connected to the bus, the town residents have encountered considerable trouble when they go out, some nimble county people took the opportunity to do a three-wheeled business, low investment, low cost, The effect is fast, from the small town to the nearest Xiongxi county, back and forth for at most an hour, the car can be full of more than 30 people, the road fee of one yuan per person, adding up to more than 30 yuan, at the end of the day, running on four or five trips is not a problem, casually there is an income of more than 100 yuan, which is very remarkable in southern Yunnan. As a result, more and more people began to do this kind of business, and when it was difficult to catch up with the business, a few people or a dozen people would also start driving.

Because the mountain road is difficult to walk, after the sun sets, there will be no one to run the car anymore, "don't move when it's dark", this is the rule of the sports car people, the car I caught up with is the return car, most of the drivers of the sports car are people in Xiongxi County, they will rush back to the county seat before dark every day.

The tricycle was running fast on the road because it was empty, and I was deeply confused as I looked at the beautiful mountain scenery that disappeared in front of my eyes like a white horse.