Rebirth of the Wild Age

　　 The finishing work was very trivial. The police vacated the dining compartment for work and notified other passengers to come and retrieve the stolen property.

　　 Of course, it’s not that you’ll give it to you as soon as you report it, and you have to take out your identity card to register your unit and address. Under this premise, almost no one dared to lie about the situation, and the difference was only a few hundred yuan. Most of the individual passengers remembered it incorrectly.

　　 When Song Weiyang and the brawny returned to their carriage, they were immediately embraced by heroes. The passengers stood up and applauded, and various snacks and fruits were stuffed into their arms.

　　 "Brother Ma, great!" Liu Bin gave a thumbs up.

　　 The girl despised Manager Liu, turned her head and said admiringly: "Brother Ma, you are amazing!"

　　 Song Weiyang returned to his seat, hehe smiled and said, "In general, in general, I didn't work hard. The one who is really strong is the comrade of the People's Liberation Army. By the way, have you got your money back?"

　　 The girl said: "It's not our turn yet. A police officer came to register just now."

　　 "Then you wait to get the money, I'll sleep for a while." Song Weiyang was really sleepy.

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　　 About four o'clock in the morning, the train stopped in a prefecture-level city, and more than 20 gangsters were handed over to the local public security department.

　　 During the crackdown, fighting against the wind was enough to kill a lot of people.

　　 Song Weiyang slept dimly. He woke up at 7:30 in the morning and saw a round pie face when he opened his eyes.

　　 "Brother, go to the dining car for dinner." The fat director Zheng Xuehong said with a smile.

　　 Song Weiyang said: "I won't go anymore, just eat a bottle of canned food."

　　 Zheng Xuehong stretched out and handed the person directly: "Go, the brothers who fought last night are all there, let's open a few bottles of wine to celebrate."

　　 Song Weiyang had to get up with his bag on his back and asked, "Isn't my brother's injury getting in the way?"

　　 "It's okay, just a few holes." Zheng Xuehong said as he walked, hooking up with Song Weiyang.

　　 "Where is that comrade of the People's Liberation Army?" Song Weiyang asked again.

　　 Zheng Xuehong said: "I got off the bus at the last stop. He went back to his hometown to visit relatives."

　　 The dining compartment seemed to have been vacated on purpose and left for the heroes to have a celebration banquet. The other passengers had no objection to this. Some have gotten off early, including Song Weiyang, and there are still 14 brave people left.

A conductor in uniform opened Moutai with a smile and said: "On behalf of all the staff and passengers of this train, thank you all heroes! Everyone eats and drinks well. Everything is free. Our leader said that you can reimburse you when you go back. , Friends who have not registered, remember to register after eating, and we will send a letter of thanks to your organization or the neighborhood committee."

　　 "You are so kind!"

　　 "Brothers, raise the cup!"

　　 "Brother, this is my business card, I will keep in touch later."

　　 "It's easy to talk, come on, drink!"

　　"..."

　　 The atmosphere in the dining car quickly heated up, and friends who had never known each other became intimate because they had fought together.

　　 Song Weiyang was reluctant, and was caught drinking several glasses of wine, and received a bunch of contact information. Those who did not have a business card wrote his address directly on the paper.

　　 Pushing the cup and changing the cup, getting drunk, a few of them went directly to the station, and took the free train back.

　　...

　　 One day and one night, the journey ends, and the train drove into Huadu.

　　 All the passengers flocked down. This is the terminal station. If you want to go to the deep city, you have to buy a ticket and transfer.

　　 The girl named Chen Tao carried the box and seemed to want to say something to Song Weiyang, but was washed away by the crowd every minute.

　　 Song Weiyang walked to the platform with a bag on his back, but within a few steps he ran into Chief Fatty again.

　　 "My brother, what a coincidence," Zheng Xuehong smiled and took out a cigarette, "Come on one."

　　 "It's a coincidence." Song Weiyang clamped the cigarette to his ear.

　　 When the celebration banquet was held, everyone was already very familiar, and this fat chief also went to the deep city to fish for gold. Well, the deputy director of the County Sports Bureau did not do it, and chose to go to the sea to do business. This is a normal thing in this era.

　　 It’s just staying without pay. Even if he gets a bump in the special zone, Zheng Xuehong can go back and continue to be an official.

　　 The two chatted all the way, and they came to the ticket office together. Song Weiyang was about to take the opportunity to go around, but Zheng Xuehong was directly confused.

　　 "Do you need a border pass to go to the deep city?" Zheng Xuehong asked stupidly.

　　 Song Weiyang said silently: "You came here without knowing it?"

　　 "No one told me!" Zheng Xuehong was so depressed that he was trembling with fat.

　　 There are more than one or two dazed like Zheng Xuehong. Before the special ticket purchase window in the deep city, many hot-blooded youths became desperate. I was even more unlucky. I chose to resign and go to the sea in my hometown. I came to the SAR for gold mining with all my wealth. I was stolen on the way, and I ran into a wall at Huadu Railway Station. I didn’t even have the qualifications to enter the SAR.

　　 If you want to enter the special zone, the general process is like this: first open a letter of introduction at the original unit or neighborhood committee, and then apply for a pass at the relevant local department. If it’s okay and you don’t have money, it will take at least three to five months to approve it. After getting the pass, take the train to Huadu, buy a ticket at the special window, and you can embark on the train to the deep city.

　　 Song Weiyang certainly didn't have a pass.

　　 "Damn, just go back like this without being laughed to death by the grandsons in the bureau!" Zheng Xuehong sat on the ground and didn't want to get up.

　　 Seeing that because of the fate of fighting together, Song Weiyang intends to help, and smiled: "Brother really wants to go to the deep city?"

　　 Zheng Xuehong rubbed his fat face, and said in a bad mood: "Nonsense, or what am I doing?"

　　 "Let's go, I promise to take you there," Song Weiyang said.

　　 Zheng Xuehong stood up, there was no more than 200 catties of bloatedness at all, he asked in a low voice, "Is there a way, brother?"

　　 Song Weiyang pointed outside: "I have no way, but there must be someone else."

　　 "That's right, this is a good deal." Zheng Xuehong's squinted eyes burst into a cunning light.

　　 Tacitly, the two of them walked out of the train station with their bags, smoked and wandered casually, and soon discovered the special situation.

　　 Not far from the railway station, there have been several vans parked on the side of the road for a long time, and people get in and drive away from time to time, and passengers often carry large and small bags of luggage.

　　 "Go, go over and ask." Zheng Xuehong threw away the cigarette **** and said.

　　 Song Weiyang immediately followed, and he also needed a travel partner to prevent being murdered halfway through. Anything can happen these days, and you must have a clear heart, at least this fat chief is capable of fighting.

　　 Coming to a van, Zheng Xuehong knocked on the windowpane and asked, "Brother, shall we go to the special zone?"

　　 "Don't go, UU reading www.uukanshu.com won't go." The driver waved his hands again and again, and it seemed that they had a fixed source of goods and were not easy to accept individual passengers.

　　 Zheng Xuehong passed the flue: "It's convenient."

　　 The driver heard him speak with a foreign accent, mostly not a plainclothes police officer. After thinking about it, he said: "800 per person, you will pass the customs."

　　 Song Weiyang said: "800 is too expensive, how about 100?"

　　 "Go away!" The driver was not even in the mood to bargain.

　　 Zheng Xuehong quickly said: "300."

　　 "600, get out if you don't want to!" The driver didn't have a good air.

　　 Song Weiyang and Zheng Xuehong looked at each other and nodded at the same time: "Deal!"

　　 In fact, they also have a way to save money, that is, go to the periphery of the deep city by themselves, and then find the opportunity to drill the wire fence. But this is too time-consuming, and there is a certain risk, Song Weiyang does not want to delay, Zheng Xuehong is also afraid of trouble.

　　 Before long, a snake head brought a group of people over, and they all packed into the van without any explanation. Song Weiyang and Chief Fatty were so crowded that they could not move.

　　 The driver quickly started the car, drove out of the city, and stopped in the wilderness until late in the evening.

　　 "Get off, get off, follow me, don't make a noise!" Someone answered.

　　 The fat director got out of the car rolling, tired, hot, and hungry, sticking out his tongue and saying, "Damn, it's just like enemy agents."

　　 Song Weiyang was also sour and limp. The big fart van was packed with more than a dozen people with luggage. He couldn't move his hands and feet for most of the day. It looked like canned sardines. They were lucky if they didn't suffocate.

　　 Under the cover of the night, the responder took them to a remote place and lifted up a small piece of barbed wire and said, "Going past is the special zone."

　　 Zheng Xuehong muttered: "It's really like a dog hole."

　　 "Drill it." Song Weiyang said.