Chapter 1488 The Monk Attracted by a Chicken

"True, the toll fee is fifty." A bald man sitting at the entrance of the village said.

Fangzheng was dumbfounded when he heard this: "Is there still a toll?"

The man came over, pointed at the village and said, "The roads in the village were built by the village. Why charge you for the toll? Either pay or take a detour."

Fangzheng said: "Amitabha, benefactor, the poor monk is a monk and has no money."

"Hey... You monk, you don't blush when you lie, right? No money? No money, where did you get your car? No money, what do you use for gas? Alcohol?" The bald head smiled.

Fangzheng took out an alcohol bottle and handed it over, "True burning alcohol."

"No... You're fucking kidding me, aren't you? If you have money, give money, if you don't have money, get out!" The bald man was very angry at Fang Zheng's actions.

Fangzheng was helpless for a while, how could no one believe the truth?

At this moment, Fangzheng saw a sign on the road, frowned and said, "Benefactor, is this road built by the state?"

"I said that what is repaired in the village is what is repaired in the village. Are you annoyed, monk? Either pay the money or get out, do you understand?" the bald head said fiercely.

Fangzheng said, "Okay, then I'll make a detour."

After finishing speaking, Fangzheng patted the steering wheel and said, "Reverse..."

The broken car hummed, but did not move, as if it had fallen asleep.

Fangzheng was helpless for a while, and continued to pat the steering wheel: "The broken car, it's backing up!"

There was a snoring sound from the broken car stereo...

Fangzheng looked at the bald man in embarrassment, and the bald man looked at Fangzheng with an expression of looking stupid, and said, "Are you an idiot, or do you think I'm an idiot? You're a fucking car with voice control?"

Fangzheng said, "I don't know how to drive."

"You don't know how to drive, how did you drive here? Could it be that the salted fish behind you drove here?" The bald man felt that he was going crazy, what did he encounter today?

Fangzheng looked at the salted fish behind him, and said, "He may be better than the poor monk."

The bald man said: "Get out!"

Fangzheng was speechless for a while, it was impossible to communicate well...

At this moment, a BMW drove over, the bald man's eyes lit up, he pointed at Fang Zheng and said, "Be honest, don't look blindly!"

Fangzheng didn't understand what it meant, so he saw another man coming over. The man had a short crew cut and was wearing loose clothes on a hot day. The two of them reached out and stopped the car.

Fangzheng heard the bald head say to the driver: "The fee for entering the village is one hundred."

Fangzheng was speechless for a while, this price is even arbitrary.

"It's so expensive? Forget it, let's take a detour." The BMW driver obviously didn't want to pay the money and was about to reverse the car.

At this moment, Fangzheng saw the crew-cut man go around to the back of the car, took out a chicken from his loose clothes and threw it behind the car of the other party.

Be bald and signal the other party to back up...

As soon as the BMW driver backed up, the man with the crew cut shouted, "Stop! Overwhelm my chicken!"

Fangzheng couldn't see the position of the chicken from this angle, but Fangzheng knew that the chicken reacted very quickly. If it was a normal chicken, if it was thrown from the flat head, the chicken would be able to jump to the flat head when the car reversed. Let's build a nest.

But the chicken doesn't seem to be running, so there is a problem.

"Master, I seem to have met a bastard." Xianyu got up, looked behind and said.

Fangzheng said: "It's alright bastard, let's go down and have a look as a teacher."

After speaking, Fangzheng got out of the car.

The bald head also saw that Fang Zheng got off the car, but the bald head obviously didn't have time to talk to Fang Zheng, so he just gave him a nosy look, and said to the BMW driver, "Brother, you crushed my brother's chicken."

"How is it possible?" the BMW driver asked.

"Why don't you go and see for yourself, your legs are all broken," the bald head said.

BMW got out of the car and took a look. Sure enough, a chicken was lying on the rear wheel of the car with a broken leg...

"Impossible, if I pressed it, the chicken should be in front of the wheel, and you are still behind." The BMW driver said.

"What do you mean? Are you saying that we cheated you of money?" The flat-haired man was unhappy, and leaned forward with his head up, with a fierce look on his face, as if he was about to hit someone in the next moment.

The BMW driver said: "I don't mean anything else, I mean... I didn't press the chicken."

"Who did you suppress? I saw it clearly just now, it was you who suppressed it." The crew cut man said fiercely.

The bald head took out a cigarette and lit it, smoking while saying: "Brother, if you suppress it, you will suppress it, don't deny it, my brother has a bad temper. But then again, I didn't see whether you suppressed it, but Well, this chicken is really lame... If you want me to say, why don't you buy the chicken back? You don't lose money to the authentic rural chicken. "

The BMW man looked at the bald man, and then at the crew-cut man. Obviously he didn't want to cause trouble, so he asked, "How much?"

"Five hundred!" said the flat-headed man.

"What? Five hundred? Are you a chicken?" The BMW man was anxious.

"One thousand!" The flat-headed man immediately doubled the price.

"No...you don't care about your brother?" the BMW man said.

"One thousand and five!" The flat-headed man continued to raise the price, and at the same time took out a loudspeaker from his arms, and shouted in the direction of the village: "Everyone come out and have a look! Foreigners have entered the village and are domineering! They overwhelm us!" No money for the chicken! Can you let him go in this matter?"

With this shout, a group of people suddenly ran out of the village, some with pickaxes, some with sickles, and all of them big and thick, and surrounded the BMW car with a clap.

One by one shouted: "Pingyuan, what's going on?"

"Oh, isn't this your chicken? It's all like this?"

"How do you drive a car? Believe it or not, I'll hit you!"

"Don't say anything, smash his car!"

"Yes! Smash!"

A group of people shouted that they were about to smash the car.

When the BMW driver heard this, he hurriedly shouted, "Don't, don't, don't... I really don't mind."

"You didn't do it, did we do it?" the man with the pickaxe shouted.

"That is, if you don't give an explanation today, you and your car will not even think about leaving!"

"right!"

A group of people shouted, and at the same time kept approaching, the weapons in their hands were raised, and the pressure was getting bigger and bigger...

The BMW driver was sweating from fright...

The bald head threw the smoke in his hand and said, "Brother, you should pay as much as you should. If there is less, you won't be able to get out."

After finishing speaking, the bald head said to Ping Yuan: "Brother, I didn't do it on purpose. You raised two thousand at once, which is too much. Less point... huh?"

Ping Yuan said with a face of indifference: "One thousand! Not even one cent less!"

The bald head said to the driver: "I tried my best, you can figure it out."

The BMW driver said: "This is too much...just a chicken."

The bald head nodded, threw the cigarette butt in his hand, and took two steps back: "It's not about the chicken... I'll call an ambulance for you later."

While talking, other people have gathered around...

Seeing this, the BMW driver hurriedly shouted: "I'll give it! Can't I give the money?"

The people stopped, and Ping Yuan didn't speak, but directly stretched out his hand, meaning to give money.

The BMW driver was about to cry, but what could he do under the roof? I had to dig out my wallet...

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded: "The chicken seems to be crippled by you yourself?"