Ahead is a small dirt road that is not in good condition. It is very desolate, with only some grass around it, and the road surface is also bumpy, making it difficult to walk.
On the Land Rover.
Jiang Fangfang raised her eyes and said, "Drive slower."
"Yes, County Magistrate Jiang." Chen Xiaomei slowed down the car again.
"The front is a little bumpy." Jiang Fangfang stretched out her hand to support Dong Xuebin, "Can you do it?"
Dong Xuebin forced a smile and said, "Thank you, County Magistrate Jiang, for caring about me. I'm really fine, just a minor injury."
Jiang Fangfang looked at him and said: "Seven or eight fractures all over the body or are they just minor injuries? Anyway, just sit still."
Feeling Jiang Fangfang's heartfelt concern, Dong Xuebin stopped being pretentious and let her support him.
After a while, all three cars were walking on this bumpy road. The car driven by Zhang Feng in the front was shaking wildly and subconsciously slowed down. The car driven by Lao Wang, the driver of the county magistrate in the middle, was also a little falling apart.
It feels like the low-level ground has been rubbed a bit. Only the Land Rover that Dong Xuebin, Jiang Fangfang and the others were sitting in in the end was stable. The car only had slight fluctuations, and there was no hard vibration. The price of the car is there.
Well, and Dong Xuebin’s Land Rover is a pure off-road vehicle, so there is no pressure on this kind of road section.
One minute...
Three minutes...
five minutes...
Several cars drove further and further, and slowly entered the boundaries of neighboring counties. This is not far from Zhenshui County, and it will probably take another twenty minutes to drive.
Didi didi! didi didi!
Suddenly, the trumpet sounded.
It seems to be the horn sounded by Zhang Feng at the front.
After waiting for a while, Dong Xuebin felt that the speed of the car had slowed down, and finally it stopped slowly. He couldn't help but look up. It seemed that there was a car blocking the car in front of him and he couldn't pass.
Didi didi!
Chen Xiaomei also honked!
Jiang Fangfang said: "What's wrong?"
Chen Xiaomei looked up and said, "There is a car ahead, blocking the road."
After honking the horn for a long time, it was useless. As soon as the car door opened, Zhang Feng couldn't help getting out of the car with a dark face. Yan Yizhi in the car and Lao Wang in the car behind also walked out. Ahead, on the originally narrow road
There was a tractor standing across the road, which was like blocking the road. There were several people sitting on the tractor, and there were two villagers standing underneath, about five or six people. Some were holding shovels, and some were holding shovels.
The people holding hoes looked at the three cars in front of them and said nothing, just smoking. They ignored them.
Zhang Feng got off the car and said: "Hey!"
Those people still didn't speak and looked at him.
Zhang Feng said angrily: "I'm calling you! Move the tractor!"
Those people seemed not to hear and had no intention of paying attention.
Yan Yizhi was not happy anymore, "What are you doing? Is there such a traffic jam?"
One of the middle-aged men glanced at them and finally walked up. He seemed to be the leader of the group and said, "The tractor is broken. There is no other way. You should take a detour."
Yan Yizhi asked: "Are there any bad ones lying on the road?"
Lao Wang also spoke, "This is the only road over here! How to get around it?"
In fact, it's not that there is no other way, but if you want to go another way, you not only have to reverse the car, but also have to walk a long way. Forget it if they are just a few of them, there are still County Magistrate Jiang and County Magistrate Dong sitting in the car.
How to go back? County Magistrate Dong is still injured and needs to go to the hospital as soon as possible. If they can survive the bumpy road again, County Magistrate Dong may not be able to survive it.
Lao Wang frowned and said, "Did you do this on purpose?"
The middle-aged villager who took the lead spread his hands and said, "The tractor is broken. Didn't I tell you? What can we do? Or you can leave some money and we will find someone to repair it."
Want money?
Car repair?
It's obviously a toll!
In fact, Yan Yizhi and Zhang Feng had already known this in their minds, and this hearing confirmed their suspicions. In fact, there are many such things in a remote country like theirs, let alone this place. It was Dong Xuebin who was in Yan
I also encountered this kind of toll collection in Taixian County, but this situation was just dealt with by the city after the year. Why did it happen again so soon? Or was it so blatant to leave the tractor in the middle of the road?
Zhang Feng knew that he could not be soft when dealing with such scoundrels. If they were ruthless, you would have to be more ruthless than them. He immediately lowered his face and said, "Don't you have eyes! Can't you recognize the Zhenshui County Committee's car?"
The middle-aged villager said without thinking: "Zhenshui County? I don't know, I've never been there!"
Zhang Feng looked at him, "Are you looking for trouble? Do you believe I'm calling your County Magistrate Li now?"
The middle-aged villager curled his lips and leaned against the tractor. Several villagers nearby were also chatting and laughing, not taking them seriously at all.
Chen Xiaomei also got out of the car, "I'll go take a look."
Zhang Feng became angry, so he said OK, took out his cell phone and called County Magistrate Li of their county. He was Secretary Meng's secretary. Naturally, he had dealt with the leaders of neighboring counties many times and knew them all.
Zhang Feng thought that County Magistrate Jiang was sitting in the car behind him, and it was impossible for Magistrate Li not to give him this face. However, he called twice, but the other party didn't answer. The same thing happened when he called Magistrate Li's secretary again, and the phone didn't go through.
Zhang Feng thought they were having a meeting, frowned, and simply looked for a number and called a deputy director of the Public Security Bureau whom he had met several times.
Still doesn’t work!
Are they all in a meeting?
Or something happened in their county??
Yan Yizhi asked: "Can't get through?"
"Well, no one answered." Zhang Feng's face didn't look good.
When Chen Xiaomei heard this, she turned back and opened the car door and said, "County Magistrate Jiang, there are toll collectors in front of us and they won't let us pass. Secretary Zhang called the local county leader but couldn't get through."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Fangfang lowered her head, took out her mobile phone, and dialed a number slowly.
Toot toot.
Toot toot.
No one picked up!
Over there, the leading middle-aged villager looked at Zhang Feng, Yan Yizhi and others, "Have you finished the fight? After you finish the fight, just give us the repair money. It's not much, just ten thousand is enough."
Zhang Feng said with a cold face: "Robbery, right?"
Yan Yizhi shouted: "Your tractor is not worth even 10,000 yuan!"
Several villagers became angry and cursed them with local accents.
"What nonsense!"
"Will you give me money or not?"
"Don't even think about getting through without paying for the repairs!"
The middle-aged villagers pressed their hands, and those people stopped cursing. They only heard the middle-aged villagers say calmly: "Your last car was expensive, wasn't it? You still have ten thousand yuan left? Give us the money quickly, and we'll give it to you."
I went to get my car repaired, and I don’t have time to waste time here with you, haha..."
Yan Yizhi said: "You think so well!"
Zhang Feng said: "How dare you intercept the county leader's car?"
The middle-aged villager sneered a few times, "We are either robbing, or we are asking for money to repair the car. You went over and we repaired the car. It is convenient, isn't it?"
Although Land Rover was at the back, Dong Xuebin and Jiang Fangfang also heard their voices.
Dong Xuebin narrowed his eyes and felt keenly that something was wrong. Dong Xuebin had also worked at the grassroots level for a long time, and he knew most of the twists and turns. The toll collectors were generally local villagers, mainly based on
The main thing is to seek money, and there are a lot of vehicles coming and going. They are all very discerning. They usually let people go if they can't afford to offend them, and they won't cause trouble for themselves just for a little money. They are also very vigilant.
But this group of people in front of me didn't seem to be that way. Firstly, they were too showy. Secondly, I heard that they were the cars of the Zhenshui County Committee. They saw that Secretary Zhang might have gone to call their county magistrate, but there was no reaction at all.
, Third, and the most critical point, the toll fee is only a few hundred at most. If you want black people, there are also a thousand, but these people ask for ten thousand. How can ordinary people carry so much cash in their wallets? This ten thousand is obvious
It was impossible, but they still said it, and they seemed to have no room for bargaining. Dong Xuebin always felt that they were looking for trouble.
"County Magistrate Jiang." Dong Xuebin looked at her.
Jiang Fangfang hummed, "That's not quite right, is it?"
Dong Xuebin nodded, "Why does it seem to be aimed at us?"
"Not sure." Jiang Fangfang's expression was still so calm, "But it's possible."
In front, Zhang Feng and Yan Yizhi were still shouting with the villagers, and they were very angry.
It’s no wonder that anyone who encounters this kind of thing would probably not be able to suppress his anger. The tractor blocked the road and asked for 10,000 yuan in tolls. The car he intercepted was the county leader’s car!
Isn't this disgusting?
They can’t give you this money!
If so, where should they put their face? Where should County Magistrate Jiang's face be put? A county magistrate, a deputy county magistrate, two finance bureau directors, a secretary to the county party committee secretary, so many leading cadres were taken away on the road.
Tolls, if you mention it, it won’t make people laugh??
This road must not be spared!
This money is definitely not allowed!
Zhang Feng then made another call to the local county leader, but still couldn't get through. Zhang Feng was so angry that his eyes turned cold and he dialed 110 directly.
This time it worked.
"Hey, is this the police station?" Zhang Feng said: "I am from the Zhenshui County Committee. There are people blocking the road on Nanshi Road to collect tolls. Find someone to deal with it!"
As soon as the phone was hung up, the villagers became cold-faced!
"You dare to call the police?"
"Damn it! Looking for death!"
"I'm giving you face!?"
The clanking, clanking, and the sound of shovels and hoes continued one after another.
Under the command of the sullen middle-aged villager, these people immediately surrounded Zhang Feng and Yan Yizhi. It seemed that another person ran away in the distance, shouting something. In just a moment, someone unexpectedly appeared on the path.
More than a dozen villagers appeared sparsely. They were all young and strong men. Many of them had tools in their hands, mostly sticks and shovels. There were a total of twenty people. This time, not only Yan Yizhi, Zhang Feng and Lao
The Land Rover that Wang, Dong Xuebin and Jiang Fangfang were in was also surrounded by these villagers!
The faces of everyone in Zhenshui County changed!
Now not only Dong Xuebin and Jiang Fangfang, but Chen Xiaomei and Yan Yizhi also saw that something was wrong!
They had already called the police, but they still dared to ask people to gather around them, and so many people came all of a sudden. This was like they were well prepared!
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