Heicheng is said to be a city, but in fact it is a county town. There are many bungalows, all of which are older buildings. The people here are generally quite tall, and there are many ethnic minorities, with obvious ethnic characteristics. All ethnic groups are very harmonious.

Wang Lang was waiting for the car on the side of the road. He was late and the taxis at the exit were all gone. The remaining ones were the three-wheeled cars, which were called 328 and 3-Dimensionals. As for why they were called so, Wang Lang didn't know. These cars were basically eliminated and changed dynasties and were taxis, but they could still be encountered occasionally.

As a last resort, Wang Lang had to block a 328-year-old.

The driver is a middle-aged man in his forties, with a hooked nose and deep eye sockets.

"Where are you going?" The middle-aged man asked Wang Lang in Mandarin with local characteristics.

"Dayuanzi." Wang Lang thought for a while and spoke.

"Dayuanzi, Dayuanzi is a bit far away, so you have to pay more money." The driver said.

"Okay, just pull it." After Wang Lang finished speaking, he lay in the back row with his eyes closed. Lu Mowei sat in the passenger seat. This was the first time he was riding in such a car. He was shaking left and right, but the driver was an awesome person. The whole car was trembling violently, and there was thick smoke behind him, but the speed was simply awesome. Lu Mowei couldn't help but hold the handrail next to him and grabbed it steadily.

"You are from the Great City, right?" The driver looked at Lu Mowei, who stared at the road ahead nervously. He reacted and nodded when he heard the driver's words.

"Oh, your baby faces in the fourth city are very good." The driver joked.

Lu Mowei didn't understand, but nodded and laughed. He pretended to understand.

"You four-way relatives, are you?" the driver said with a smile.

"Look at the road!" Lu Mowei pointed ahead.

The driver had no reaction at all. The car was beating violently up and down, and it felt like it was going to fall apart. Lu Mowei also bumped up and down with the car. The car was already short, and when it was bumpy, he hit the top several times.

"I haven't had a 328-year-old baby in the Great City?" The driver smiled and looked at Lu Mowei who rubbed his head.

Lu Mowei pointed to the oncoming car in front of him, "Look at the car!"

Drivers don’t even have birds, “Don’t be afraid, they don’t dare to touch them.”

Sure enough, the oncoming car turned around and gave way to San28. The driver rolled down the window, stretched his head out, and cursed at the car, "Melon Pi!"

Lu Mowei felt that the worldview was re-written.

The driver turned around and chatted with Lu Mowei, turned his head to look at Wang Lang in the back row, "You are a friend who is not a good friend, don't like to spread the movies?"

"What?" Lu Mowei didn't understand.

Wang Lang, who was sitting in the back row, grinned, "Brother, I really love film propaganda, I'm just having sex with you."

"You said." The driver said cheerfully.

"Have the boss of Dayuanzi changed?" Wang Lang sat up.

The driver thought for a while, "It's changed, it's been a while ago."

"Who is in charge now?" Wang Lang asked again.

"Patty Pan, this donkey has made money and is not in personnel affairs." The driver scolded.

"What do you mean?" Wang Lang became interested. Lu Mowei next to him gradually adapted to the driver's driving rhythm, and turned around to listen.

"A few years ago, his father got something from where he didn't know. The thing was not clean and he was begging for a while. The thing was in the hands of Fatty Pan. Fatty Pan was not only not dead, but also became richer and richer." The driver stretched his neck to look at the road conditions ahead.

After a violent bump, the driver stepped on the accelerator vigorously, "Are you going to do business with Fatty Pan?"

Wang Lang nodded, "What's wrong, can't you?"

The driver smiled and said, "Okay, what's wrong with it? Do you guys from Dacheng 4 go if you have too much money?"

Wang Lang took out his ears, took out a hundred dollars from his pocket and put them on the driver's thigh, "Tell me, are there any problems?"

The driver stuffed the money into his pocket and first sighed, "There are many rich people in Dacheng Four." Then he spoke, "The thing Pan held from his father's hand is actually fine. It's Pan's problem. This person is wrong, his hands are not clean, he is very naughty, and he is very irritating when doing things. As long as he does business with him, he will definitely not have a good end."

Wang Lang took out his ears, "What kind of Japanese ghost trick is this person?"

The driver scolded, "This donkey man, I don't know how many graves I dug. I'll dig up the ancestral graves of whom I have money. I'm a famous ghost in Heicheng. Doing business with him, especially outsiders. If he has something to do in his hands, he will find a way to get it. If he can't get it, dig up the graves.

There are many ancient tombs in Heicheng, and half of them are called Fatty Pan. If you haven’t touched them, there is nothing in the tomb. So, if you come to do business with him, I advise you to go back early. Fatty Pan is one of the best in Heicheng, and some are ways to prevent you from coming back from coming back from other places.”

Lu Mowei next to him couldn't help asking, "Does the police not care?"

The driver rolled down the car window and spit out, "I don't care if I drip the ball, it's okay. The police arrested Fatty Pan and would only be locked up for a day or two at most. After it was released, they should still do whatever they should do. And whoever reported the news would be ready to be dug the grave. Fatty Pan was so naughty."

Wang Lang smiled and said nothing. The driver picked up a glass of water from the side to moisten his throat. It seemed that he had taken 100 yuan to prepare for a hundred yuan business.

"If you come to do business, forget it as soon as possible."

Wang Lang asked again, "Are there many people from other places in the big garden these two days?"

The driver seemed to remember something, "I remembered it when you say that. There are quite a lot of people from outside the garden these two days. I took one over that day. Judging from their meaning, it seems that there was an exchange meeting. I feel that it must be Fat Pan and Hu Ri were still ghosting."

Wang Lang didn't ask anything more, leaned against the back of the chair and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

The co-pilot Lu Mowei couldn't help it, "Master, who is the Fatty Pan you are talking about? Where is this big garden?"

"Part Pan is a brick-moving person on the surface. In fact, what he does in the garden is a job of entering and leaving a birth pit. There are always hot pits with evil prices, which are priced at hundreds of cubic meters or thousands of cubic meters. Pan Pan can raise hundreds of cubic meters per one year by just adding commissions from the middle." The driver stretched out his head through the window and spit out phlegm.

Lu Mowei next to him was confused, "What? Master, please slow down, I don't understand what you said."

The driver squinted his eyes and sighed, "You guys come to the city and have too much money to burn, and doing business with Fatty Pan is a way to die."

After spitting out phlegm, the driver turned his head and looked at Wang Lang who was sleeping in the back row, "Is this brother a man in the business?"

Wang Lang didn't say anything, Lu Mowei in the front row pointed at the front, "Look at the road!"

Bang!

The car stopped suddenly.
Chapter completed!