Zheng Bajin and Shishi started on their way after eating and drinking.
Originally, I wanted to stay one night, complete the task, and then set off at dawn, but the historian kept urging me. It was his first time here and he was afraid of long nights and many dreams. Zheng Bajin advised him to eat full first, otherwise he would have to stop to eat on the road, which would be even more unsafe.
The historian had no choice but to listen to Zheng Bajin's words because he was unfamiliar with the place.
However, after Zheng Bajin drank enough water, he took the historian out of the city without further delay and drove all the way south. The historian's heart dropped.
Zheng Bajin began to close his eyes and rest his mind, saying that if the historian got tired after a while, he would wake him up and switch to another machine.
Shi Shi glanced at Zheng Bajin in the passenger seat with some strangeness and said, "Boss, can you drive?"
"I can drive, but I don't have a driver's license now." Zheng Bajin said, thinking to himself, after being busy for a while, I really have to get one, otherwise, there will be more opportunities to drive in the future. Although I don't care about it now, but... You can never go wrong just in case.
The historian didn't say anything anymore, thinking to himself, how dare you do this? If you dare to drive, I won’t dare to sit.
Looking at Zheng Bajing again, he was already asleep and snoring slightly. The historian was also convinced and went to sleep as soon as he wanted. Fortunately, there was only one main road, so he would not lose his way.
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I don’t know how long it took, but Zheng Bajin was woken up. He rubbed his eyes and asked, "Where are you?"
"I don't know, I seem to have gone to the wrong place." The historian said nervously.
"Don't be afraid. It's such a big place. If you go wrong, you'll go wrong. You'll have to go back and start all over again." Zheng Bajin took a look and it seemed that he really went wrong. Moreover, he went to a country road, which was very narrow. There was no place to turn around.
"Go back? Isn't that bad? It's difficult to drive, and it's night. Why don't we take a few steps forward and see if there's anywhere we can turn around?" Shi Shi didn't know the road well, so he didn't dare to back up, and was a little embarrassed.
"Let me come." Zheng Bajin said, getting out of the car.
"No need, everyone rides their own horses." The historian had no intention of stopping and kept driving forward, really looking for a place to turn around. Of course, Zheng Bajin couldn't take the risk of forcing himself out of the car, let alone compete with him for the steering wheel.
He had already looked at it. This place should be a big mountain. If there was a cliff below, the historian might get nervous and drive directly down, then stop eating.
After walking several hundred meters, I still didn't find a suitable place. At this moment, two black figures appeared in front of me.
Zheng Bajin said, "Be careful." The historian couldn't help but be startled. He didn't notice anyone appearing and stopped the car anyway.
When he saw two people standing on the road, all dressed in black, they looked like professionals. The historian was a little panicked and did not dare to step forward.
"Let me come, either rush over or fall back." Zheng Bajin said in a deep voice. At this time, he had no choice. If he was blocking the road in the middle of the night, he must not be a good person.
When the two saw the car stopped, they actually walked forward.
The historian was very panicked. He rarely walked at night and had never seen such a masked figure before.
Zheng Bajin also realized that something was wrong. In such a wilderness, it would be really troublesome if he met a desperado.
Of course I'm not afraid of fighting. What I'm afraid of is that these people will damage the car, and even repairing it will take a lot of time.
Now, for him, the most important thing is time, which is money. The upper-level economic reform meeting has been held for half a year, and a joint venture company has been established in Chongqing called Changling Motors.
If I remember correctly, the other party will mass-produce it next year. If you waste too much time here and fail to open the bicycle market before the other party can produce it and earn some money in advance to produce motorcycles and cars, you will lose the opportunity.
Before he had time to think about it, he picked up the historian and threw him into the back seat.
The historian was startled and shouted: "What are you doing?"
"Shut up!" Zheng Bajin cursed and sat down in the driver's seat.
The historian was so frightened that he thought Zheng Bajin and the following two people were in the same group. At this moment, the two of them had walked about ten steps in front of the car.
Zheng Bajin honked his horn frantically, started suddenly, and rushed towards the two of them.
The historian was startled and grabbed the seat with both hands, not daring to make any more noise.
The two people on the road were also startled, and instinctively moved to the side of the road. The car almost rushed past their bodies, and a gust of wind blew against them. They couldn't help shivering, and cold sweat broke out. .
The two were frightened half to death and didn't know what to do for a moment. They watched Zheng Bajin and the car drive away.
If Zheng Bajin had made a slight movement in his direction just now, their lives would have been over. If they weren't killed, they would have been blown off the cliff and smashed to pieces.
Not far after rushing out, Zheng Bajin noticed that the hole in the ground was getting bigger and bigger, and the car kept shaking. He could only hold on to the direction tightly and took a look in the rear mirror. He didn't see two people chasing him. He was probably scared to death. , I couldn't help but let go of the accelerator.
The historian also came to his senses, glanced behind him, and said in a deep voice: "I was scared to death! What should I do now?"
"Take it one step at a time." Zheng Bajin replied calmly. He couldn't be distracted at all now. The road was too difficult to walk. There were sharp turns one after another. If you were not careful, you would fall down the mountain.
"I didn't expect that your driving skills are so good. If I had known this, I would have let you drive." The historian thought to himself, didn't he mean that he didn't have a certificate?
"Hmph, don't think that people without a license can't drive." Zheng Bajin said, ignoring him and concentrating on driving.
More than ten minutes later, a house appeared in front of him. Zheng Bajin stopped, looked at it, and said, "Why don't you go down and ask, what is this place?"
The historian shook his head and said, "Don't ask, let's drive out first."
"No, I'm afraid of walking further and further. Now I can't figure out the direction, right? Besides, there are no such steep places on the way to Chunkun." Zheng Bajin also realized that something was wrong, and kept going uphill. Once you go to Tibet, it's all over. You won't be able to get out of the mountains for days and nights.
"Go down, I'm really scared. Those two people just looked like robbers. It would be terrible if they catch up." Although the historian felt that Zheng Bajin's words were reasonable, he still did not dare to get out of the car. . Just like there is a tiger on the ground, it will eat him.
Zheng Bajin shook his head: "It's really rare for you to be so timid and afraid of getting into trouble when you go out like this."
With that said, he opened the car door and jumped out.
The historian was busy climbing into the driver's seat, ready to drive away at any time, but found that the car key was missing!
Zheng Bajin must have pulled it out easily. Damn it, this kid is so clever. The historian cursed in his heart.
The door of the house was closed and had a big iron lock on it. Zheng Bajin was about to leave, thinking that no one lived here at all, but he heard a vague "wuwu" sound coming from inside.
Zheng Bajin stopped and pushed the door open. It was too dark inside to see clearly, so he called out to the crack in the door: "Is there anyone there?"
The sound of "woo woo, woo woo" is louder than before, but you still can't hear what you are saying?
