C90 Destroy the Road

Morning, south of town.

A group of people were standing in front of a pond, looking at each other in shock.

It had only been one night, but Lu Bei had been pushed away for some reason. The fracture was more than ten meters deep, and the pond was about seven or eight meters deep.

Who said that the degree of the local machinery was not high? In just one night, there was such a huge commotion.

"Get out of my way, get out of my way. I want to see who has the guts to call for help. . . "

Behind him, someone shouted loudly.

Everyone turned around to look. Just as Xiao Qianbing was guessing who it was, a big slap landed solidly on his shoulder and he said in a vulgar manner:

"Kid, you can't just watch. Report, ask the capital to repair the road. "

This time, he saw it clearly. It was Mayor Hobson.

The old mayor had just heard the news this morning, so he came over with his big gun.

Adolf was just about to explain that the road had been cut off. This was not the police's responsibility. He did not expect Hobson to slap him on the shoulder again.

"Director, you just came. Do your job well. Don't shirk responsibility for me. I can report this to the police. You have to investigate first and find out who did the bad things. What do you want me to say? "

His face was filled with the atmosphere, and his spittle was flying everywhere. "Didn't they hear? I, Hobson, am here. . . "

"This old fellow, he's very straightforward. Can he really do it? He also has a lot of foresight and knows who's responsible. . . " Xiao Qiangbing thought to himself and carefully observed the situation of the water pit.

It has only been a few hours. There were basically no traces on the ground. Wherever his gaze went, there were mud dumplings in a few ditches. A few cars were stuck inside.

Looking at the grass next to him, there were already two cars stuck inside. A few black drivers and workers were laboriously digging the mud.

With their meager strength, even if they didn't slack off, it would be impossible to make the mud clean without ten days or eight days.

"Hello. . . " Someone behind shouted loudly.

Not a single one of them was absent. They saw that Detective Bruce had set up his motorcycle and rushed over.

He glanced at the scene and his gaze swept across the transport vehicles. He began to grumble and complain:

"Mayor, Director, I really doubt your abilities. Silver Fox Town is such an important place with a broken road, yet you are so indifferent. Today, I will tell you. . . "

In Bruce's opinion, this road was of utmost importance. It was the main road that connected to the outside world. If it was not repaired for a long period of time, not only would they be in urgent need of daily necessities, they would not be able to transport them in.

After a long period of time, he was afraid that the government would not be able to control the situation here. If there were more bandits causing trouble and going from Silver Fox Town all the way to the north, who knew how many places would be out of the government's control?

"That sounds like it, inside. . . " Xiao Qiangbing whispered to Adolf. He saw the old Taoist and winked at him, saying quietly:

"Go, check the situation. You may be here in the future. . . "

As he spoke, he made a hand gesture that was commonly used by members of the cult.

The old Daoist nodded his head in agreement.

The old Daoist wore a ragged shirt, and his body emitted a unique scent that was unique to the local black people. He didn't look like much, but he was more approachable.

"Based on my abilities, this job is a bit of a waste of materials, but. . . " He had just felt wronged when he saw the mud pits all over the place. He immediately changed his mind:

If this problem was not solved, they would not be able to get out of the car. Even if they went out, the front might be destroyed again.

He had gone to investigate, and Adolf wasn't idle either. He was holding a tattered book and looking for people to understand the situation.

Although the incident in Silver Fox Town was not a particularly big problem, there were quite a number of people who were watching the show. There were a few circles of people and they were all bustling with activity.

"Little Daoist, check their things. . . " Xiao Qiang Bing lightly stroked his chin and ordered Adolf to check the things that these people had brought.

He took a few glances and found the problem: Many villagers carried yellow, rusty spears on their backs.

After a while, there were two loud bangs. Everyone turned their heads and saw Adolf holding an old semi-automatic rifle diagonally, facing the sky.

"Brother, these guns can be used. I've heard of them before, but I didn't think there would be so many. . . " Adolf returned the guns to the man and reported in a low voice.

Everyone had been mentally prepared for this place to have a gun, but they didn't expect it to be so much. According to Adolf's understanding, many people only said that the gun was dug out in the mountains and by the roadside. No one said that they had it long ago.

In Xiao Qiangbing's opinion, the more they emphasized that it wasn't a private stash, it should be that there was no silver here. Regarding this, he only thought about it in his heart and did not make it clear. However, the old Daoist's performance in the crowd made him feel that it was fun and interesting.

"Wukong, Wukong, you gluttonous thing. See if I don't smack your ass. . . " The old Taoist priest was chasing the monkey when the chocolate beans in his pocket scattered all over the floor.

When these mountain people saw such delicious food, their eyes lit up and they reached out to snatch it.

Dozens of people rushed up at once. It was a pity that there were only five or six chocolate beans on the ground, and the rest were all in his pocket.

"Young man, didn't those cars transport goods? You, you guys, don't always take them. Go and buy them. . . " This fellow had a curious look on his face. What he said seemed to be quite normal, but in the eyes of the locals, his viewpoint was simply like that of an alien.

A little fatty called Jeffrey shouted resentfully, "You, what are you saying? We can't afford those things. A box of chocolate beans costs five cents. You must be dreaming. "

"Kid, come, come, I'll test you in Mathematics, how was it?" The old Taoist priest started to investigate. He held five or six chocolate beans in one hand and asked him how many were there in one hand and three in the other?

Jeffrey scratched his head and thought for a long time, but he still could not figure it out. The old Taoist priest did not have a temper and his tone became even more straightforward. "Then, tell me, why are those things so expensive?"

The short fatty looked at the people on the road in fear and said mysteriously:

"Of course it's from the police's house. We can't afford it at all. Sometimes we can exchange gold beans for it. . . "

Ten minutes later, the old Taoist came back in high spirits. When he saw Xiao Qiangbing, he said in a low voice, "Something is going to happen soon. Just wait and see. "

"Did you get the information? Tell me. . . " Xiao Qiangbing said as he was not surprised.

The old Taoist priest stretched out his hand and threatened like he was going to slaughter someone.

"What about the information fee? Give it to me, fifty yuan is enough. "

Xiao Qianbing hated this kind of money-minded and money-making face of his the most. He raised his face and said disdainfully, "Fine, let's pay then. This has been prepared for a long time. If nothing happened, the other party wouldn't have destroyed the road. "