Monster Factory Chapter 236: : Fuck a ghost


(I have a pitfall in my mind, the title of the previous chapter was wrong...)

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Ye Qing in Liangjiang City has been there several times, but unfortunately, he went to repair machines before.

The most famous Haitang Island in Liangjiang City, Ye Qing has only seen it from a distance on the bridge across the river.

Even across the bridge across the river, Haitang Island is as beautiful as a colorful gem inlaid on the surface of the river. Especially in the flowering season of Begonia, the colorful Begonia flowers should not be too beautiful.

But Haitang Island has a regret that has made countless people grieve and lament since ancient times.

Flood!

Every summer, when there are heavy rains, Haitang Island will have to close the island because of the rising water level of the river.

The worst time, except for River House, the highest terrain on the island, all the rest were soaked in the cold and turbid river water.

Basically, Haitang Island is partly flooded every year, which is why even if the scenery is beautiful, it still cannot be rated as an China5A tourist attraction.

As for what I heard at the dinner table last night, Liangjiang City wanted to use the this time inspection team to come and hold a collection of scientific and technological ideas to solve the regret of the floods in Haitang Island since ancient times.

Ye Qing can only comment and has a good idea.

this time He was invited to Liangjiang City. Ye Qing estimated that it was the inspection team's contribution. Their inspection team came to sell Colossus Type I. How could Liangjiang City refuse?

Recently, the order for Colossus Type I is so hot, Ye Qing can only spare one Colossus Type I, and he can’t bring one more.

The Heavy Truck carrying the Colossus Type I has been departure one hour ahead of schedule. Ye Qing went around the carrot soup dumpling shop and brought a portion to eat earlier on the road.

Just finished the purchase earlier, the Heavy Truck driver called.

"Hey ~ Boss...I...I got into trouble." The Heavy Truck driver cowered and said, "Actually, I am not to blame. When I was waiting for the traffic light, a BMW car in front obviously stepped back and hit me. Car, he insisted that it was me rear-end collision."

"There were several people in the BMW car, dragging my collar to make me lose money."

"You call the police first, isn't there monitoring at the traffic lights?"

"Some and some, I saw several monitoring probes."

Ye Qing asked about the location, and then asked Juli Hardworking to drive over. Hearing the truck driver said that several people were pulling and pulling in the BMW. In order to fear that the driver would suffer a loss, Ye Qing took Ox Two with him and asked them to drive BenzG65.

Lagonda is better to drive by himself, letting Juli, who weighs more than 300 kilograms, be the driver, and Ye Qing is always reluctant to bear his own car.

The truck ran for an hour, and Lagonda and Benz 20 arrived in seven minutes. This was still not speeding.

The location was near the long-distance bus station in Chonglou Town. When Ye Qing arrived, the truck and the black BMW 740 had already parked on the side of the road, where a traffic policeman kept persuading.

Two of the BMW taillights were broken, and the trunk was flat. There were three young men shouting loudly to make the truck driver lose money, saying that he didn't have eyesight when driving and that he could rear-end after a traffic light.

"I don't have eyes?" The truck driver blushed and his neck was thick: "If there is monitoring, I will be afraid of you?"

The arrival of Ye Qing shocked the traffic police and three young men.

Silver Lagonda, and BenzG65 behind Lagonda. The door opened, and two big men in black western-styled clothes sunglasses with a height of 195 meters and a half came down from Benz.

The two big guys have a serious face that appears in a small black alley and can make people weaken their legs.

The extra-large western-styled clothes, which is obviously specially customized, still can't hide their explosive muscles.

The two big men stood behind Ye Qing, and the three young people shouting loudly immediately lost the channel. These two guys who looked like bodyguards were simply too golden, and their fingers were thicker than carrots.

Ye Qing did not discriminate indiscriminately, saying that it was BMW’s fault.

"Boss." The truck driver seemed to have found the backbone, and hurried to Ye Qing's back, and whispered: "These three young people don't look like good people. Maybe they touched porcelain on purpose. merely traffic police Refusing to adjust the monitoring, saying that it is a minor accident. If the monitoring is adjusted, we have to go to the accident handling center and let us resolve it through consultation."

"Mr., I will immediately ask the center to call the monitoring center and send it to my cell phone." The traffic police nodded at Ye Qingha, with some kindness in it.

Faced with two completely different treatments, the truck driver was almost choked and rolled his eyes. His Boss hadn't spoken yet, so he was busy adjusting the surveillance.

Two minutes later, the dispatch center called out the video.

The traffic policeman smiled, holding the cell phone and greeted two groups of people to come and watch the surveillance.

The monitoring picture is estimated to be from the personnel in the dispatch center. It was transmitted by cell phone shooting, and the picture was slightly jittery.

This does not prevent them from seeing what happened. When the red light was on, the Heavy Truck carrying Colossus Type I had clearly stopped. For some reason, the BMW in front fell back two meters.

"Obviously, you are all responsible." The traffic police said righteously to the three people in the BMW at this moment: "Obviously you are backing up first. Why do you want to rear-end others?"

"Ouch ~, hello ~ traffic police comrade, we might be confused at the time." The three young men sloppy eyes: "Since the monitoring shows that it is our responsibility, there is no need to say that we should lose money. We will not go. Insured, this driver Master, how much do you want to lose?"

The truck driver was a little at a loss, the style of painting changed too fast.

Ye Qing made them lose a thousand yuan. This kind of person is hated by others, but since they all intend to lose money, Ye Qing is not good at saying anything.

After signing the accident certificate, the three men got into the BMW and ran away.

Ye Qing shook his head and signaled the driver to drive over and continue toward Liangjiang City.

The black BMW 740 turned down the first intersection ahead, and then stopped aimlessly on the side of the road.

"Call ~ scared me to death. Just now those two bodyguards got out of the car and I almost got on the ground." The driver kept exhaling, with a lucky expression on his face.

"I was also frightened, but fortunately they came late and didn't see what we were doing."

The young man, the co-pilot, took out two plastic bottles the size of medicine bottles from his pocket, as well as a chain of small hooks and various plastic pieces.

"I poured it all in. I didn't find the fuel tank cap, so I just found a lockable lid and opened it, and poured the two bottles in."

"Pay attention to the surroundings. There is no monitoring, right?"

"After taking the photo, we proposed to drive the car to the side of the road~ IndoMTL.com~ When not obstructing the traffic, I deliberately drove away from a place to ensure that there is no surveillance. The driver’s attention was also completely attracted. I didn’t find anyone doing anything at all."

"That's good, Mr. Zhang explained our business, but 10 million can't do it."

The young man who drove took a small plastic bottle and asked the label on it in confusion: "Corundum sand?"

"What is this thing for?"

The other two shook their heads blankly, indicating that they had never heard the name.

Corundum sand is usually used for fine polishing in industry. This material with sharp edges and corners is second only to Diamond in hardness.

During World War II, many Nazi spies liked to pour corundum sand into the fuel tank of tanks and armored vehicles when they were undercover destruction.

Once the corundum sand enters the engine along the oil pipeline, the cylinder of the entire conveyor will be completely damaged and lose repair value. (To be continued.)


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