Chapter forty-eight, fright on the way home
It is indeed very risky to dress like this, and Song Yang is very careful all the way.
But if all suits and leather shoes are kept in your bag, it will be troublesome to carry them, and you have to re-iron them when you go back. The itinerary has been arranged long ago, so he will go to the wool factory tomorrow, and his living place is close to the station. Just think about it and be careful.
Furthermore, with his own size and physique he trained during military training, and his capable style under the blessing of a suit, he only needs to prevent pickpockets when it is impossible to be robbed on the train.
It should be very OK, and the train arrived safely.
Song Yang stood outside the train station exit and was looking for a regular taxi, thinking that he had to be careful of his trip, and the days of the road bully would probably last for several years.
You should know that "The World Without Thieves" is a documentary to some extent, and at the beginning of the year, the Supreme Court issued a notice to crack down on such criminal acts.
Song Yang was not prepared to go back to Zhushi directly, not only because it was dark now, but also because Weifang Wool Garment Factory was in the city. Song Yang was preparing to hand over his proposal and negotiate to go to Zhushi again after this round.
Several black car drivers were rejected at the train station, and Song Yang waited for a regular taxi: a van with a bright yellow body, with the front of the car with the four words Tianjin Dafa written on it, and the roof with the word "Transportation".
There was naturally no air conditioner in the car. Song Yang sat in and said, "Go to Yuanfei Hotel."
This is the best hotel in the city. The taxi master heard his accent and nodded and replied: "Ten yuan."
“…It’s less than 3 kilometers, isn’t the starting price 5 yuan?”
"It's all night!" The taxi master did not give in, and continued to attract other guests next to the car.
A yellow-faced person can pull 7 people. He ran to the train station and seemed to be ready to fill the crowd.
Song Yang has no temper and is too lazy to argue anymore.
This is a seller's market, or you can go there by a black car.
During this period, he stood outside the car and chatted with the master.
Because the car is hotter and the place he is going to be closest, it is best to sit next to the car door.
Regular taxis are even more expensive, so the taxi master waited for half an hour and came another bus before he could fill up the crowd.
Not 7, 10.
Song Yang bent his legs and hugged his bag against the car door, feeling that the suit still needs to be ironed after all.
If it weren't for the fact that there was a passbook with a balance of more than 80,000 yuan in the bag, Song Yang felt that he could have walked to the Yuanfei Hotel, which was almost 2 kilometers away.
So why bother? After all, I don’t have a deep understanding of the details of this era.
"Brother, what big business are you doing? This suit is really good, imported famous brands, right?"
Another big man from Shandong Province beside him asked enthusiastically.
"...Where, it looks like a guy." Song Yang was perfunctory.
"It's not like it, I can touch it!"
Song Yang looked at him speechlessly, who asked you to touch it?
"Really, I can really touch it, it's not a sub-production!"
Song Yang was even more speechless. I really didn't question you.
The big man has a long face, a square chin, thick lips, but not big eyes.
"I didn't mean to stick to you. If I don't live in vain, I'm also making this. What brand of this suit is from?"
Song Yang opened his mouth, but it was unexpected but not surprising. Wei Fang did a lot of work in this industry.
“…It’s really not a brand, just buy it casually.”
"...It's so boring, it's so sluggish." The man gave a comment.
Song Yang rolled his eyes, what's wrong with being cautious? Anyway, I'm in a blink of an eye.
Unexpectedly, a motorcycle suddenly became in front of the taxi, and a motorcycle quickly followed behind. Four people started to pull the door with blades. The female passenger in the car suddenly screamed.
Beware of the robbers and road tyrants all day long, but still couldn't avoid it.
"Treat death!" The bandit who knocked the glass with a knife handle and then crossed the blade to the driver's neck scolded fiercely, "Everyone get out of the car!"
The car door here has also been opened, and the robber outside the car door was happy when he saw Song Yang: "Brother, it's just this kind of burning bag! Get off the car and squat down, take out all the money and valuables in your pocket! Be quick, don't jump around!"
Song Yang felt nervous. Is he just staring at him at the train station? This is still on the main road in the city!
With a sharp weapon in front of him, Song Yang hugged his bag tightly to think about countermeasures.
"Gala, you guys? Don't curl up and beat animals, or do you want to get a film?"
The blade had already reached over, and the big man beside Song Yang pushed him: "Go down first, the hero will not suffer any loss in front of him."
Song Yang couldn't help but look at him.
"By the way, I didn't recite the mantra. I'm just trying to make a living, don't just make a pussy!"
Song Yang could only grit his teeth and poke his foot out of the car first. The big man behind him actively pushed him out, making people suspect that he was an accomplice.
"Let go!" The three of them here all focused on Song Yang, and they took the lead in pulling his bag and suit pocket.
At this moment, the big man behind him suddenly raised his foot and kicked one of them in the stomach, reached out and snatched the blade from his hand, his eyes were quick and clean, and he even cursed: "Brother kid! I've grabbed Wei Fang in the provincial capital, right?"
The folk customs are so fierce that his performance is not only shocked by the robbers, but also by Song Yang.
Someone stood up, and the other robber immediately cursed and moved the target, shouting and slashed the other two blades before they finished speaking.
Song Yang, who had been wearing a suit and ties, was ignored so much that he could not miss the opportunity. He swung his bag and smashed one of the robbers in the back of the head.
With a "bang", the robber's eyes flashed: What's in your bag?
The booklet printed for a few hundred dollars is quite heavy, and Song Yang gave him a surprise.
Then there was the second surprise. Song Yang took advantage of his dizziness and used a half-baked military fist, knocked down the blade on his hand and kicked it away.
After a while, the man took action even harder, and another robber's wrist was already bleeding.
Someone saw blood, and the next thing was endless. There was also a blade robber who rushed towards the big man, and the robber who was dizzy after the end of the thunder pounced on Song Yang.
"Pick up the knife and chop!" Seeing that the leader who was robbing the driver's money came over, the big man danced the blood-stained blades and yelled, "I am a cook in the army, it's useless! Don't be afraid!"
In the local dialect, this means nothing, but he has clearly taken the initiative to attack.
Before Song Yang could think too much, he turned around and ran to the blade he had just kicked away. After picking it up, he turned around and danced in confrontation: "This is not the countryside, the police are here in a blink of an eye! Master, honk the horn!"
The driver who was out of danger came to his senses, but he did not honk the horn, but stepped on the accelerator directly. The tires were smoked and the engine was roaring sharply. Song Yang was speechless: "I RN..."
Fortunately, the money has not been given yet, so there is no need to refund it.
"I..." The big man immediately cursed, and the blade slashed his head, "I'm robbed me! My bag is left in the car!"
The driver's movement of running away seemed to be unparalleled for the man. He didn't care at all if he really cut someone to death. The four robbers had never seen this scene before.
"Run? Where to go!" The big man was quick-witted, and he slashed at the two people who were scattering their big crotch. The leader of the robber fell down like this, blood flowing.
Two others ran towards Song Yang, and one of them wanted to take Song Yang's bag.
Neither of them had any weapons in their hands, and they didn't know what they thought.
Song Yang's wealth was all in his bag. At this time, when he saw the big man taking the knife without any scruples, he slashed over with his heart.
The cold light flashed, and the robber reluctantly shrank his hand, but it was still wiped out by a piece of fingertips.
After exerting force too hard, the blade was thrown out by Song Yang. It bounced up from the road with a jingle, and then scraped another robber's ankle.
"ah--"
Screams were everywhere. After the big man rushed over, he stretched his feet to everyone's wounds, and he was quick and straightforward.
"It's not bad!" He glanced at Song Yang in surprise, and then said distressedly, "Damn it, my bag is still in the car!"
"..." Song Yang was shocked and saw that he was still patrolling the robbers on the ground with bloody blades. "What should I do next?"
"Waiting for the police, I'll receive the award!" The man grinned, "I'll have you."
Song Yang's previous life plus the memories of this life were immediately resurrected.
The chariot bandit Lu Ba can be shot dead on the spot, and there will be a prize for beating to death.
Of course, Weifang has no bonus now, but there are probably honorary rewards.
"What do you call a hero?"
The big man glanced at him, then looked at the robbers on the ground, without an answer.
Song Yang understood, don’t miss the truth. What if these brave and other accomplices or release them from them in the future to hold grudges?
The two of them just looked at the four of them. After a while, the police car finally arrived. Wang Bo dropped his blade and raised his hand: "These are robbers, I am veterans!"
Song Yang also raised his hand: "I am a college student!"
The four robbers on the ground looked dark.
Damn it, I've messed up!
You are a college student, why are you dressed so well? You've killed someone!
Chapter completed!