Urban best village doctor

The violent shaking of the car woke up all the sleeping passengers, thinking that something happened, they all looked out of the car.

Li Xiao and the girl also stopped talking and looked forward.

I saw that in the middle of the road, which was not very spacious, a few big stones were placed at some point, just enough to block the way of the car.

"Who is so wicked."

"That's right, put a few stones in the middle of the road!"

"Isn't this a waste of time?"

The passengers in the car cursed one after another, but they didn't curse a few words, and someone suddenly said: "Look, there are more than a dozen people coming out over there, what are they going to do?"

"I don't know, what's going on."

"It's really fucking unlucky, it looks like I met a toll collector." The driver glanced at the fifteen or six people who came out from the side of the road side by side in front, with black lines on their faces, and turned back: "You guys are here Wait, I'll go down and talk to them."

The middle-aged man was obviously an old driver, he roughly understood what was going on after just a glance, and then got out of the car alone.

The passengers felt relieved when they saw that the driver seemed to know what was going on.

"It looks like we'll be delayed for a while." Seeing the driver get off the bus, the girl shrugged and returned to her seat in a familiar manner.

"It's just a toll collection, wait a minute." Li Xiao wondered when there was a toll collection on this road, but he didn't care about it, and didn't even look at it.

...

The old driver had an indifferent expression in the car, but became serious after getting off the car.

Jean, who has been driving on the road of Pujiang and Xiapu County for many years, is definitely a well-deserved old driver. The dozen or so young people who appeared not far away were here to rob.

Of course, today’s robbery is no longer like in ancient times, jumping out with a big knife and yelling that I opened this mountain and this road is nonsense, and now the gangsters have become very civilized. The traffic jam, and then ask you for money.

It is called a toll in a beautiful name, but in fact it is no different from robbery and extortion.

The old driver made a relaxed expression in the car, just to let the passengers not be so flustered, and something big happened.

He has encountered this kind of thing many times, as long as the passenger has no problems, he can pay the money, after all, as long as it is less than 500 yuan, the company can reimburse a little after returning.

"Big brothers, you've worked hard, you've worked hard!" Forcing a smile, the old driver took out a pack of cigarettes from his body, and went up to give each of the punks a cigarette.

"Hey, old driver, the door is clear, do you know what we are here for?" A little gangster in a beggar's outfit laughed.

"I know, I know, you are here to collect tolls, right?" The old driver tried his best to suppress the dissatisfaction in his heart, and looked at the man in the middle, who was wearing an army green vest and had this fierce tiger tattooed on his bronze skin.

Of the dozen gangsters present, only he was the strongest. The one stood still, didn't smoke or talk, and looked the calmest. At the same time, the gangsters around him looked at him with expressions of awe.

The old driver has been around for many years, and he can tell at a glance that he is the leader of this group. He quickly took out 500 yuan from his body, handed it to him and said, "This is the big brother, you have worked hard, take this money and give it to the brothers." Buy a bottle of water, let us pass my car, how about it?"

The man didn't speak, and the beggar next to him pretending to be a gangster took the money and counted it, and suddenly kicked the old driver: "You fucking think we are beggars? Five hundred yuan? Do you think we, Haonan? Brother is so easy to deal with?"

The old driver was kicked back a few steps, and an unknown anger rose in his heart, but he didn't dare to explode. These little bastards were all tyrants, God knows what would happen if he messed with them, he could only endure Painfully said: "I don't know how much you want?"

"Five thousand dollars!" said the beggar, "It's five thousand dollars less, and I'll give you three minutes. You have to take out five thousand dollars, or your car will be scrapped, understand?"

"Five thousand?" The old driver twitched when he heard the number.

His monthly salary is not five thousand yuan, and now his whole body is only more than one thousand yuan. How can he get the five thousand yuan.

He wanted to explain a few words, but saw more than a dozen punks all took out Bai Sensen's knives at this time, and one of them was holding a box of thumbtacks in his hand.

Needless to say, that thumbtack must be used to explode the forum.

"Old man, I advise you not to waste time." At this moment, the gangster finally spoke, "There is one minute left."

"I... I'm going right now, right now."

The old driver knew that there was no reason to argue with the punks, so he put on a bitter face, and was going to tell the passengers about this matter, so that everyone could get together.

Five thousand yuan, if he pays alone, he will definitely kneel on the washboard when he gets home.

"Hey, brother Haonan, you have a big appetite, do you want to give you a few hundred thousand for fun?"

However, when he had this thought, a lazy voice suddenly came from behind him. Suddenly, he froze for a moment, and subconsciously turned around.

At the entrance, a man and a woman got off the bus, the woman was young and beautiful, with a good figure, and the man was a young man in his early twenties, dressed in ordinary clothes, all over the place, with a lazy and careless look on his face.

It was the young man in his early twenties who made the sound.

Seeing them, the old driver was not only not happy, but became a little flustered. Wouldn't it be more trouble if they came down at this time?

The old driver tried his best to wink at the two of them, but the man didn't seem to notice, he led the girl to his side, patted his shoulder and said, "Uncle driver, don't be afraid, I'll cover you."

Cover your sister!

The driver's face was full of resentment. If he angered those little bastards, they might even implicate him if something happened to them.

"You!" The old driver lowered his voice and said fiercely, "Do you know that they are punks, and it will be miserable if you offend them!"

"Ah?!" Hearing this, the girl said in surprise, "Little bastard, didn't you collect tolls?"

"Naive..." The old driver shook his head resentfully.

At this time, the girl obviously also noticed that the people on the opposite side had a bad look on their faces. They were all foolish, and they didn't seem like the official toll collectors at all. She couldn't help but feel a little worried, and she stared at Li Xiao and said, "Let's go back quickly, or something will definitely happen."

"I know these people are punks, but don't worry, uncle driver, sister, they won't dare to fart when they see me." Li Xiao once again signaled the old driver to be at ease, "Next, just leave it to me. Bar."

Then, without waiting for the old driver and the girl to talk again, Li Xiao went straight to the group of gangsters, and stopped when he reached the man in the vest, and said with great interest: "Brother Haonan, I haven't seen you for so long, what are you doing?" Appetite has increased a lot, do you want to give you loose skin and meat?"