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  At two o'clock in the afternoon, the train arrived at Zhengzhou.

  Lao Chen took Xiao Yu and Da Niu out of Zhengzhou Station, and at a nearby hot noodle restaurant, each had a bowl of steaming hot mutton noodles, feeling their bodies warm up immediately.

  Zhengzhou has a proverb: "The tune of an opera, the soup of a noodle dish."

  According to Old Chen, the flavor of this stewed noodles lies in the soup, which is made by simmering small goat meat and leg bones with Chinese angelica, astragalus, white chive, and dried tangerine peel for a whole day. This process not only removes the gamey smell of the goat meat but also reduces its heatiness, making it very nourishing.

  For the first time in six years, Da Niu finally got to eat braised noodles, and he felt a strong sense of hometown flavor. His eyes suddenly became moist.

  Xiaoyu also felt that the mutton soup was indeed fresh, and the shape of the noodles was different from the usual hanging noodles or pulled noodles, in small pieces. The freshness of the soup slowly penetrated into the noodles, fragrant and nose-twitching, eating a mouthful of noodles, drinking a mouthful of soup, and then taking a piece of mutton, it's really one of life's greatest pleasures.

  After finishing the noodles, Xiaoyu roughly looked at the rising state and found that it was not inferior to Guo's spicy sauce noodles, and he was also surprised in his heart.

  Lao Chen enthusiastically grabbed the bill and paid for it. The three of them once again came out onto the main street, starting to hail a taxi.

  Lao Chen hailed one taxi after another, but as soon as the drivers heard it was a long-distance trip, they all refused and drove away in a cloud of smoke.

  For the fifth time, Lao Chen learned his lesson. He first mentioned an address in the city and after the car had been driving for twenty minutes, he told the driver to go to Neihuang instead. The driver was stunned. If they were dropped off now, all that driving would have been for nothing. Helpless, he could only nod in agreement.

  Lao Chen and the driver agreed on a price, three people for a total of 400 yuan, Lao Chen gave the driver 100 yuan as a deposit.

  The driver was a local from Zhengzhou, surnamed Wei, in his thirties, with a buzz cut, and looked honest enough. After driving for a while, he started chatting with Old Chen who was sitting in the front passenger seat.

  Xiao Yu and Da Niu sat in the back seat, listening to them chat while looking at the city view outside the window.

  Lao Chen chatted with him about his experience on the train, and the driver said disapprovingly, "Old brother, I guarantee that if you take the train tomorrow, you will run into these two thieves again. In fact, the train's police and thieves are in cahoots, splitting the money privately, and if something happens, they'll catch them first and then let them go, it's a sure thing."

  "What? Is there such a thing?" Xiao Yu was shocked after hearing this. If what the driver said was true, then hadn't he been busy for nothing?

  The driver smiled and said, "This kind of thing is not new anymore. There are even more sinister ones. For example, we taxi drivers fear running long distances the most. Our Henan province is also famous for its car thieves and road bullies. If it weren't still early, I wouldn't dare take on this job."

  When the driver said this, Old Chen was shocked and involuntarily tightened his grip on the briefcase in his arms.

  "Isn't the government going to do anything about these robbers blocking the road?" Little Yu was even more shocked in his heart.

  "Are you kidding? Are you coming or not? Besides, in some places, the police are just bandits and the bandits are just police. Can you tell them apart?" The driver stepped on the gas pedal, ran a yellow light, and honked at a pedestrian trying to cross against the red light, venting his frustration.

  Xiao Yu had a bad impression of the police to begin with, and after hearing what Driver Wei said, he thought back to when he was brutally beaten in the interrogation room, and immediately felt a strong sense of resonance and deep sympathy.

  "Master Wei, is there an ambush on this route we're taking today?" Old Chen's voice was trembling slightly.

  "Yes, how could there not be? Recently the most notorious ones are the 'Flying Car Gang', they all ride motorcycles, swift and elusive, specializing in robbing long-distance buses and taxis. They're ruthless, my brother was robbed by them last month while driving a long-distance route, over 2,000 yuan in daily earnings gone, and he was stabbed too. If it wasn't for timely rescue, his life would have been in danger."

  Lao Chen's face turned white in an instant, and a layer of dense sweat beads appeared on his forehead, looking like he was scared out of his wits.

  Xiao Yu also felt a chill in his heart after hearing this. This bandit was too arrogant, wasn't he? Was there no justice in the world anymore?

  A snoring sound came from beside, a sideways glance showed that the big cow had its head leaning back and was sleeping soundly with its mouth open, Xiao Yu smiled slightly, this guy could eat a lot and sleep well.

  The car left Zhengzhou and soon arrived at a small county town. At the intersection ahead, a police van was parked, and two men in police uniforms were intercepting passing vehicles. The driver, surnamed Wei, muttered a curse under his breath and slowed down the car by stepping on the brake.

  "Hey Wei Ge, didn't our car break any rules? Why did we stop?" Little Yu was puzzled.

  The driver with the surname Wei had a look of helplessness on his face, "This Henan highway is notorious for its three disorders: disorderly card setting, disorderly fee collection, and disorderly fines. I thought they would take a break during the holidays, but it turns out they're still out here, this bunch of scoundrels!"

  Xiao Yu found that many cars stopped voluntarily in front of the police, the drivers got out of their cars and handed over money to the policemen sitting in the police car. After paying the money, they drove away, it seemed like they had already developed a habit.

  The driver with the surname Wei took out 10 yuan from his pocket and prepared it. Before long, the car arrived in front of the police car. The driver surnamed Wei got off the car, smiled at the policeman in the police car, stuffed the 10 yuan into their hands, and then returned to the car.

  "Brother Wei, why didn't you get any?" Little Yu looked at him returning empty-handed and couldn't help but ask.

  The driver with the surname Wei didn't respond, and only after the car had driven over 100 meters away did he say to Xiaoyu, "These are the rules: small cars cost 10 yuan, big cars cost 20 yuan. If you want to *** then the fine is ten times more. If you haggle over the price, the fine will be even higher. This kind of temporary card is almost in every county town up ahead. To be honest, I've collected over 400 yuan from you all, and most of it goes towards paying for road fees. If I return to Zhengzhou empty-handed, then this trip would be a loss!"

  Xiao Yu was speechless, what Wei the driver said earlier was right, the police are just bandits, and bandits are just police. What's the difference between what these police do and highway robbery? They're just wearing police uniforms and collecting a salary from the state.

  After three hours, they passed through eight or nine big and small checkpoints. Xiaoyu witnessed the tactics of the Henan highway police. After a rough calculation, he found that the driver surnamed Wei had paid over 150 yuan in "road money". However, Neihuang was finally in sight, and the sky was gradually darkening.

  Lao Chen saw that they were about to arrive home, and his tense mood finally relaxed. He started chatting with Xiao Yu about medicinal herbs, from how to identify genuine and fake medicinal materials to the price differences of various medicinal materials in different markets. Lao Chen was obviously quite knowledgeable about medicinal herbs, and Xiao Yu felt enlightened and benefited greatly from their conversation.

  The driver with the surname Wei gradually became tense, occasionally glancing at the rearview mirror, as if he had discovered something was not quite right.

  "Hey, Brother Wei, what's wrong?" Little Yu noticed something was off about Driver Wei and stopped his conversation with Old Chen.

  "It seems like there's a motorcycle following us from behind, I don't know if it's...". The driver surnamed Wei's voice was trembling with fear.

  " Flying car party?" Old Chen's eyes rolled back, almost fainting, secretly lamenting that his luck was bad, how could he be in trouble when he was about to retire?

  Xiao Yu turned around and looked through the rear window glass. Indeed, through the thick night curtain, a motorcycle was closely following their car thirty meters away. The driver wore a helmet, making it impossible to see his face. However, when their car sped up, the motorcycle also accelerated, and when their car slowed down, the motorcycle also slowed down, which was very suspicious.

  The driver with the surname Wei had cold sweat on his forehead, and his hair was stuck together. This 'Flying Car Gang' is different from the black-hearted police, if things go wrong, it could cost lives.

  Xiao Yu woke up Da Niu. This kid sleeps well. The car drove for a while, he slept for a while, but now he has to get up.

  "Xiao Yu, have you arrived?" asked Da Niu, rubbing his eyes. He was too excited last night and didn't sleep at all, and the train was too noisy, so he kept feeling drowsy.

  "We're almost there, but we have trouble now. Someone is following us." Xiaoyu calmly looked at the motorcycle behind them, wondering in her heart. Although it was dark at night, Xiaoyu could still see that the arrow on the head of the motorcycle was green, not the hostile red color. What's going on?

  If he didn't have any ill intentions towards himself, why would he deliberately follow him? Several times, the driver with the surname Wei intentionally slowed down to let him overtake, but he didn't take any action and also reduced his speed.

  "Is that the way? Dammit, where is it? I'll beat him to death!" Big Cow got excited, staring with his cow eyes along Xiao Yu's line of sight and looking back forcefully.

  Xiao Yu pressed down on Da Niu, telling him to stay still, and said to the driver surnamed Wei, "Brother Wei, pull over and let's see what he does!"

  Wei, the driver with the surname Wei, heard Xiaoyu's words and felt a premonition of urinary incontinence. He asked nervously, "Stop... stop here? There are no villages ahead and no shops behind, what if several people suddenly appear on the side of the road? It's better to drive safely."

  The big man grabbed Wei's collar and said, "If you're going to stop, then stop. Why so much nonsense? Are the four of us afraid of him alone?"

  The driver with the surname Wei was scared by the big cow, felt a heat in his crotch, and a scalding liquid flowed down along the two pant legs. This guy didn't have any skills, and he actually urinated. However, after releasing it, his tense emotions stabilized slightly, and the car also stopped by the side of the road.

  Xiao Yu got off the car and looked at the motorcycle coming from afar.

  The driver with the surname Wei was frightened, staying in the driver's seat and not daring to open the car door. Old Chen had already shrunk into a ball, holding his briefcase, with a resigned attitude.

  The big cow came down from the other side, looked at the two who were scared to death, spat a mouthful of saliva on the ground, cursed a sentence of coward, and stood beside Xiao Yu.

  The motorcycle slowly approached, and the rider's figure gradually became clear.

  Xiaoyu threw in a reconnaissance technique.

  "Biker, Attack Level 2, Medium Health, Weak Defense, Weapon - None, Combat Power Assessment - With his current state, defeating him is like squashing an ant."

  "With this level, you're still robbing? Xiaoyu couldn't believe it, at least come up with a fourth-level attack! How can it be only second-level? Not even as good as a petty thief."

  Xiao Yu learned from those traffic police and raised his hand to beckon the motorcycle to stop.

  The motorcycle saw Xiaoyu beckoning to him and was so frightened that he slammed on the brakes, awkwardly turned the vehicle around, and assumed a fleeing posture.

  Xiao Yu couldn't let him get away, so he gave a signal to Big Cow. With one swift step, Big Cow darted out and quickly caught up with the motorcycle that had just turned around. Like an eagle swooping down on a chick, he dragged the rider off the seat.

  "Spare my life! Good fellow, spare my life! I only have 200 yuan on me, take it all!" As soon as Xiao Yu removed the helmet from this person's head, he collapsed to the ground like a snail, begging for mercy nonstop.

  "What? Not the Flying Car Party?" Little Yu was stunned all of a sudden.

  This person is in his early twenties, not very tall, with fair skin and long hair, a fearful look on his face. He doesn't seem to be the notorious bandit from the rumors.

  "Xiao Yu, if all the robbers are like this, then it's a bit too pathetic. I can take down 100 of them by myself." Da Niu looked at the person on the ground and gazed at Xiao Yu with a questioning expression.

  At this time, Driver Wei and Old Chen saw that Xiaoyu had subdued the motorcyclist who was following them, and they also plucked up the courage to get out of the car and come over to take a look.

  "What? Isn't that Xiao Fei?" Old Chen took a closer look at the young man with long hair and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

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