"Name?"
"Niu Yishan."
"Where did it come from?"
"Black Flag City."
"What identity?"
"merchant."
"Um...where to go?"
"City of Ice and Glass."
"do what?"
"Visiting friends and developing business."
After following the village chief's instructions and arriving at the agency, Zhan Jingyi discovered that it seemed to be different from what he thought.
He thought that the agent was just an agent. He could just say something, pay some money, and get the approval slip and be on his way. When he came here, he didn't expect that this place was actually a small gathering place, and it was actually quite large.
In a run-down town, there is a building with freshly painted walls. A group of men with guns are here to issue notes to people. Next to the town, there is a tall and strict checkpoint. After passing the checkpoint, there is a flat and spacious "cargo lane".
This cargo lane was obviously different from the one Liu Da and the others took that night, and they didn't know where they ran that night, but although Zhan Jingyi was a little confused, he didn't think much about it.
You know, Car Owner Yan is a fleet that often runs business, and they must know some roads like secret passages, and these cargo lanes have tolls, so they will definitely not be willing to run here with so many cars.
It turned out that Zhan Jingyi thought that when he came here, he only needed to pay the money and get the approval slip, and then he could hit the road directly.
So, when he got here, Zhan Jingyi looked at the long queue and didn't complain. He didn't pretend to be an awakened person. Instead, he used his mental power to adjust his facial muscles and disguise himself as Niu Yishan. .
Then, I queued up honestly, came over to pay the money honestly, and answered the questions honestly.
"Visiting friends and developing business?"
The person in charge of inspecting Zhan Jingyi's car was a middle-aged man with his hat tilted and a gun in his arms. He had a cigarette in his mouth, and it was the man Zhan Jingyi had saluted from just now.
I don’t know if the buttons on the chest are intentional or something, but they are not aligned up and down, and they are crooked and slumped, showing a very precise sense of temperament.
At this moment, the middle-aged man lazily asked Zhan Jingyi various questions while looking at his car. He was slightly surprised when he heard Zhan Jingyi's answer.
It seemed that I rarely heard such a reason, but I didn't ask any more questions. I just glanced sideways at Zhan Jingyi, and then continued to ask: "Do you have an official status?"
"Official status?"
Zhan Jingyi was slightly startled, glanced sideways at the middle-aged man, shook his head and said, "No."
Although his current identity as Niu Yishan is the Chief of Section 1 of the Black Flag City Inspection Office, he has no intention of going back to report after returning from the barbaric land. Therefore, he is just borrowing this identity now, and he certainly cannot say it out. What official status.
"Without official status..."
The other party looked at him again and asked: "Then do you have faith?"
"Belief?"
Zhan Jingyi was a little stunned again. How to answer this question? He understood that what the other party asked should be similar to what kind of church or way.
Originally, this place was a place where humans and ferocious beasts intermingled, and the sects were originally complex and diverse. Now it seems that believers have become an identity.
But if strictly speaking, I have had some dealings with the believers of the Reincarnation Sect, but those dealings were more about me chasing them down. Therefore, I can't talk about faith, so I can only be very honest. The other party admitted: "I don't have any faith..."
As soon as he answered this, the other party was a little surprised, and looked Zhan Jingyi up and down again.
…
After a while, the crooked hat asked again: "Do we have any acquaintances here?"
"this……"
Zhan Jingyi subconsciously wanted to say yes, wouldn't he be considered an acquaintance with the village chief who was nearly two meters tall? But then I thought about it, what was his name?
When the other party saw that he was speechless, he already agreed, and a strange smile appeared on his face.
Looking down at the record on the list, he looked up at Zhan Jingyi and said, "You have no official background, no faith, and you don't even have any acquaintances here, and you didn't drive alone with the convoy." Got a car and ran over?"
Hearing this, Zhan Jingyi was slightly startled and said with a smile, "What? Is it against the law to come alone?"
"It's not against the law, it's not against the law..."
The middle-aged man with the crooked hat smiled happily and said, "Actually, we welcome you here."
With that said, he stood up, came to the front of the car, lightly kicked Zhan Jingyi's modified off-road kicks, and said, "There are no contraband in there, right?"
"No no."
Zhan Jingyi immediately denied that he was not that kind of person. Although there were many guns hidden in the modified off-road vehicle, guns were not considered contraband in the wilderness, so this was also true.
The other party seemed to judge from Lu Xin's expression and felt that he was not lying, or that he didn't care much in the first place.
Therefore, after going around in a circle, he no longer checked, but raised his chin slightly and said directly to Zhan Jingyi: "Three."
Zhan Jingyi didn't react for a moment, and asked a little confused: "What?"
The other party laughed, blew out a smoke ring, and said: "Toll, three gold coins." As he spoke, he spread his palm, shook it up and down, and said with a smile: "Pay the money, collect the note, and get on your way."
"What the hell?
Zhan Jingyi's head buzzed, and he asked in disbelief: "Isn't that right? How could it be possible to open a note with only three gold coins?"
Before coming, he had already inquired with the village chief that even the most luxurious car cost one silver coin at most, and Zhan Jingyi was already prepared to spend one silver coin.
Now when he suddenly heard that it cost three gold coins, Zhan Jingyi was a little shocked. The price was far different from what the village chief said.
…
"I'm just alone..."
"I didn't bring any goods, and I wasn't going to do any business. I was just one person and one car. Is the toll so high?"
"yes."
The other party looked at Zhan Jingyi's anxious look, smiled so much that his eyes narrowed, and said: "It's just because you are alone, have no official background, don't belong to any sect, and don't even have any acquaintances here, I I only charged you three gold coins..."
"But next time you come over, even if you have an acquaintance, come to me directly and you can get a discount..."
"you……"
Zhan Jingyi also heard the other party's obvious intention of blackmail. He was angry, but he suppressed it and kept calm. He tried to reason with the other party and said with a smile: "This doesn't comply with your rules, right?"
Since the four major cities have regulations on agents approving notes, Zhan Jingyi believes that they must have a set of standards for how much and how to charge tolls.
A single bicycle is just a ride on the road. How can it be possible to pay such a high fee all of a sudden?
But in response to his questioning, the other party suddenly became serious and said unhappily: "What I said is the rule."
Zhan Jingyi stopped talking. He didn't like this kind of unreasonable conversation. After pondering for a while, he still gave in, took another cigarette and said, "Captain, please forgive me..."
"I really don't have that much money..."
"Haha, you said you don't have any money to drive a car like this?"
After hearing what Zhan Jingyi said, Crooked Hat laughed twice, took another look at the modified off-road vehicle, and said, "It's a good car."
"?"
This time, Zhan Jingyi obviously didn't understand the meaning of his words.
The crooked hat sneered, nodded his chin in the distance, and said, "Did you see that over there?"
Zhan Jingyi followed his gaze and saw that not far away, beside the wall, were piles of dilapidated cars. Some had flat tires, and some had only empty shells left.
The crooked hat said with a smile: "If you insist on saying you have no money, we won't make it difficult for you. We will leave your car and pick a drivable one from over there and drive away. This counts as your toll."
"How does this work?"
Zhan Jingyi frowned slightly, took back the cigarette that was passed to him, put it in his mouth, lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, and said: "Captain, you are going a little too far... …”
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