Chapter 352
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Chapter 352
The bald man in the repair shop didn't know what modifications he made to the Elysee. When Liu Zhiyuan pulled the button, the broken car felt like it was being eaten by firecrackers. The pushing feeling of accelerating in a straight line on the national highway could only be felt by us at that time.
I grabbed the roof handle and glanced at it with an ugly expression.
The instrument pointer was fixed at 150 mph and had stopped moving. I knew that the current speed was probably more than 150 mph.
Dou Sprouts howled a few times at first, and after a few minutes his expression looked similar to mine.
The car accelerated in a straight line, leaving behind the two Santanas, and gradually slowed down as it approached the fork in the Orangutan Bay section.
After getting out of the car, there was a smell of burning from the Elysee's tires. There were only a few corners, and even the bean sprouts vomited twice when they got out of the car.
"Over there, go quickly." Liu Zhiyuan urged.
There was a cargo truck parked not far from the road ahead. The truck was flashing, and the three of us were led there.
"You are finally here, Brother Zhiyuan, hurry up and get in the car." When they arrived, Gangzi opened the door.
The three of us got into the back row and it was very crowded. Gangzi nervously said that’s it, let’s leave Brother Liu.
Liu Zhiyuan nodded, looked at the three of us and said:
"We Shandong men speak frankly. I, Liu Zhiyuan, helped you today. If one day I encounter difficulties, I hope you can help me. I hope I can meet you again in the future. When you leave Yinchuan, I will help you." I can’t help, so take care.”
Xiaoxuan and I squeezed into the back row, watching Liu Zhiyuan nod his head, and said take care of each other.
Then Liu Zhiyuan got into the Elysee and continued to drive forward. Within a few minutes, I watched two Santanas roaring along the national highway, chasing the Elysee.
Seeing that the car was gone, Gangzi turned around and said: "You don't have to worry about Brother Zhiyuan. We used to follow Uncle Baotian to make a living. We have encountered this situation not once or twice, so don't worry."
Then we got on the truck that was pulling feed and hit the road.
Gangzi is young, born in the 1980s, with a scar on his forehead. He is probably in his twenties. Gangzi has dark skin and a string of gold chains hanging around his neck. What impressed me deeply was Gangzi. A myna bird in the car.
Yes, Gangzi has a pure black myna in the car. This myna is a little bigger than a palm. When he sees people in the car, he will say: "Gong Xi Fa Cai, Gong Xi Fa Cai."
When Starling said dirty words, Gangzi said embarrassedly: "My sister bought this bird for me. It has been with me for 5 years. It is a male. It has a name. It is called Brother Lin. If you call it, it will react. Don't believe it." Try it.”
Gangzi drilled a hole in the iron sheet of the car roof and hung an iron cage with wires. The bird flew up and down in the cage.
Dou Sprout thought it was interesting and called to the cage: "Brother Lin, Brother Lin."
"Grass."
"Grass." Bago cursed twice in a row.
Dou Sprout laughed loudly and said that the bird was really a spirit.
Gangzi drove the car out of Yinchuan on National Highway 109, and then got on the Beijing-Tibet Expressway. The truck drove all the way south. The place he wanted to take us to was...
Lanzhou.
When mentioning Lanzhou, did you immediately think of one word, "Lanzhou Ramen?"
It's the kind of Lanzhou Ramen that has been made with a cow for ten years and the cow is still jumping around.
From Yinchuan to Lanzhou, it is more than 400 kilometers.
The truck was not moving quickly. We arrived in Lanzhou at around eight o'clock in the evening. Gangzi was in a hurry to deliver feed to the breeding farm. He put us on the side of the road and stuck his head out and said, "Guys, the cows are out of food. The boss is urging us." Come on, I have to unload the feed first. Behind you is the Zhangsutan Vegetable Market. After passing through the vegetable market is the snack street. You go to eat first. Leave me a phone number. I will help you arrange a place to stay when I come back after unloading the groceries. .”