Chapter 640 Traffic jam incident (Part 2) "Hey, it's nothing. Who hasn't been young before? This is how they all come here. Just be more careful in the future..." Brother Gan shook his head and replied, thinking that he was also young and frivolous back then. Who the hell hasn't rebelled yet? This is youth. Youth is a stage of making mistakes, but the important thing is to accumulate experience and gradually mature.
The middle-aged man took a heavy drag on his cigarette, exhaled the smoke while nodding and admitting: "Hey, yes, this kid has been running long distances with me when he was seventeen or eighteen years old. After so many years, I feel sorry for him. His children, who are about the same age as him, are all in college... "Perhaps he has met someone who can talk to him. The middle-aged man started to talk while puffing on a cigarette, starting from the time when his son dropped out of junior high school. After the car crash, Brother Gan listened to every word, as if he was listening to an intriguing story. Living in this society, everyone has their own difficulties, and they always need a way and someone to vent to.
"Where are you going, brother? It's almost the Chinese New Year and you're still delivering goods?" After the middle-aged man finished talking, Brother Gan threw him a cigarette and looked at him and asked. Anyway, it's still blocked if it's blocked, and it's okay if you have nothing to do. , it’s better to chat together.
The middle-aged man quickly stretched out his hands to catch the cigarette handed over by his godfather. He looked at it carefully and sighed at the good cigarette. He lit it in his mouth and took a breath: "Our home is in the plains. We are not busy going back." We’re celebrating the Spring Festival at home, and this truck also belongs to a local, so I’ll give it a ride and make more money..."
"Haha, fellow countryman, I am also from Pingyuan. It seems that we are quite destined..." When Brother Gan heard that the middle-aged man was also from Pingyuan, he smiled and replied, thinking to himself, fortunately, I had restrained myself from touching him just now. Son, otherwise it would be really hard to talk to me now. People say that fellow villagers burst into tears when they see them. This is really fate.
"Oh my God, we are all Pingyuan people. Brother, I feel a little sorry when you say this. My son was not very sensible just now. Don't mind!" When the middle-aged man heard it, it turned out that his godfather was from Pingyuan. He looked even more embarrassed and replied unnaturally with a red face.
"It's okay, it's all over. Young man, there's no need!" Brother Gan waved his hand and replied magnanimously. Brother Gan was not such a fussy person, not to mention that nothing unpleasant happened. It's okay, the car is okay, that's already good.
After hearing what his godfather said, the middle-aged man grabbed his hand tightly and was just about to express his gratitude when he heard bursts of noise coming from the distance, and the sound became louder and louder. The man was stunned for a moment, and then ran over following the noise. Zhang Dabiao had already rushed in front. Although everyone is sweeping the snow in front of their own door and not caring about the frost on other people's tiles, the problem now is that as long as the car in front If you keep sticking it there, you will have to keep blocking it from behind.
"Hey, I'm going to kill you, you bitch. Move your broken car quickly, I want to go home!" From a distance, Brother Gan heard the arrogant and angry voice of a middle-aged man, as if he was the king of heaven. He is the first, but he is second to none, so arrogant and arrogant.
"You...this...I can't do anything about this...what should I do if the engine is damaged..." At this time, another man's submissive voice came, obviously lacking in confidence, as if he had done something bad. of.
"The engine crashed? You have the fucking nerve to say that you didn't crash the engine yourself. How the hell did you drive the car?! With so many cars stuck here with you, you feel better, don't you? Believe it or not.
If you don’t believe me, I’ll kill you!” The middle-aged man’s arrogant curse came over again. Although his words were very unpleasant, there were still many people nearby because everyone was in a hurry to go home for the New Year, but
The driver of the big truck just blocked their way home, so it's no wonder they didn't complain.
"Hey, you can't talk like that, brother. I don't want to crash the car. If you want to complain, just complain about this. I have been driving for more than ten years and I have never encountered such a situation. I am also busy replying.
We are celebrating the Chinese New Year at home, do you think I came up with such a thing!" Maybe I have been holding back for a long time and now I finally exploded. I heard that the submissive truck driver suddenly went crazy. He is still holding back his anger. Wife and children
He was waiting at home, but now there was an accident. He was almost annoyed. If the traffic police dealt with this matter, his income for several months would be gone.
"Damn it, you kid is still reasonable! If you say it again, I'll kill you!" When the middle-aged man heard that the truck driver who had discovered the accident dared to quibble and talk back, he immediately pointed his nose and glared at him.
He said, the middle-aged man was closely followed by two strong men with shaved heads. At first glance, the three of them were not good friends.
When the big truck driver saw this attitude, he didn't dare to talk back to his face, but he still stammered: "Brother, you can't bully people like this. We are all runaways. Who would have thought of this? Since everything is
It's useless to complain, the most important thing now is to resolve the matter quickly..."
"Bah!" The middle-aged man laughed a little when he saw that the big truck driver had softened his anger, but he still cursed angrily, "You want to solve it quickly? Who the hell will solve it for you? It's just this section of the road, let alone whether the traffic police will come back."
We go home for the New Year, even if we don’t go home for the New Year and there are people on duty, it still takes three or four hours to get here, and we will freeze to death even if we don’t starve to death here!”
"Anyway... I've already called the police, and now I'm just waiting for the traffic police to handle it, otherwise I won't be able to get rid of this huge thing!" The big truck driver was stunned by the middle-aged man's words, but he didn't dare.
If you retort, you should treat it as a broken jar and let it go as you like!
"You... I have to fucking slap you today. I have been on the road for so many years and I have never seen anyone who dares to play rogue with me!" The middle-aged man couldn't hold it in any longer and raised his hand to go forward and hit you.
The big truck driver just raised his hand and was caught by a big iron-like hand. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move. He stood there with his face flushed from holding back and looked up at the person holding his hand and shouted coldly: "
What are you doing?! Let me go quickly, or I’ll be rude!”
"I don't care if you are polite or not, it is wrong for you to hit people now. This kid is at fault, but he doesn't want to be wrong. I advise you to calm down!" Zhang Dabiao grabbed the middle-aged man with his left arm.
The man's right wrist replied in a neither humble nor overbearing manner. The hand was so powerful, it seemed like a steel pliers, tightly restraining the middle-aged man.
"Fuck! Damn it, let go of our boss quickly, or you will be ruined!" The middle-aged man kept tossing there, his face even changed color, but he still couldn't get rid of Zhang Dabiao's big hand.
At that time, the two strong men behind him gave up and rushed over while yelling, as if they really wanted to give Zhang Dabiao a look.
Brother Gan and the driver of the Steyr truck ran over together. Seeing someone about to take action, he reached out and flicked out the cigarette butt in his hand, which happened to burn the hand of a strong man: "Stop, what are you doing?! Think about it. If you come to me for a fight, what's the point of bullying three of you!"
"Oh... my god..." The bald man whose hand was burned by Brother Gan's cigarette butt quickly waved his hands to relieve the pain and cursed: "You... who are you?!"
"I'm not that green onion, but I understand that there is enough chaos on the road now. Do you still want to add to the chaos? You don't want to go home to celebrate the New Year or something?!" Brother Gan retorted coldly, This damn thing has really exploded into a mess.
"I..." The bald ladle was about to show off his power, but the middle-aged man holding Zhang Dabiao's hand stopped him with a look: "Okay, just be quiet first!"
"May I ask which street did you get into?" The middle-aged man scolded the bald man and lowered his head. Then the middle-aged man looked at Brother Gan and asked doubtfully.
"Uncle Zhang, let him go!" Brother Qian glanced at Zhang Dabiao, who was ready to explode at any time, and said softly. Even though Zhang Dabiao only had one hand, he was a one-armed hero, and his posture was the best attack. As long as he moved, it was no longer a problem to knock down the three bald lads in front of him who still had some basic skills. After hearing Brother Gan's words, Zhang Dabiao slowly let go of the arrogant middle-aged man, but he did not retract his attacking posture. , still on alert.
At this time, Brother Gan smiled slightly and looked at the middle-aged man and replied: "I am on the right path and I speak the truth. The driver of the truck was at fault, but he cannot be completely blamed for this. Since it happened We have to find the best solution, and messing around here will only make things worse and worse!" Brother Gan said and threw a cigarette to the middle-aged man, and lit one in his own mouth. After taking a sip, he didn't pay attention to the three of them at all.
The middle-aged man is not stupid either. Zhang Dabiao's move just now has already shown him how powerful he is. The person who can deal with him with just one left hand must be a tough guy, and all the tough guys have to listen to the young man in front of him. , obviously this young man is even more extraordinary, so he took the cigarette thrown by Brother Gan and put it in his mouth. A bald ladle behind him came up with a stainless steel lighter, lit it with a "pop", and he smoked He nodded and said, "Thank you, buddy. I'm in a hurry. I wanted to go home for the New Year, but I didn't expect this bad thing to happen. Hey..."
"No matter how urgent you are, you have to take it step by step. With the road conditions like this, even if he doesn't have an accident, there will be an accident before him. And even if nothing happens, we may not be able to get off the expressway before dawn, so I advise you to still Just wait!" Brother Gan replied calmly. While he was speaking, he was also sizing up the middle-aged man in front of him, as if he wanted to read his mind.
The middle-aged man felt a little guilty when he saw him. Somehow, his eyes seemed to have a penetrating power, which made him subconsciously want to escape. It was as if his god had seen through him all at once, so he didn't If he dared to speak harshly again, he lowered his head slightly and said, "Okay, I'll listen to your brother..."
"That's right. In today's society, it's all about making things convenient for others and yourself. Just be generous. No one will make a mistake. If the commotion gets too big, it won't be good for anyone to attract trouble!" Brother Gan stared at him. As the middle-aged man replied meaningfully, he thought to himself, some of the people on the street are innocent, so be careful if you get mad...