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Chapter Thirty 2016.6.10 Adventures at Highway Toll Stations

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    Yesterday, I dreamed again I was introduced to work at a highway toll booth, and I went to report on the first day, common high-speed toll booths, unfamiliar high-speed toll booths, and colleagues who met for the first time  The toll booth is not big, with a total of three lanes. I was in the middle one. A master took me there. He opened the station door and guided me to my work position. Everything was very strange. I looked around and looked around.  Something, from the corner of my glasses, I saw a gear lever on the right side of the seat that resembled a car's gear lever, and behind the gear lever was a raised thing that looked like a handbrake.  It was shaking, the shaking became more and more violent, and then it moved forward, the speed became faster and faster, I'm going~!  Where is the high-speed toll booth taking me? This is, I was so flustered that I didn¡¯t know what to do. There was a big truck in front of me, and there were many colleagues shouting, but because the windows were closed, they couldn¡¯t say a single word.  I can not hear you.

    In my panic, my right hand grabbed the thing that looked like a gear lever, and it turned out to be a gear lever, and the thing behind it was really a handbrake. The toll booth was about to hit the big truck.  Step on itbrake!  I stopped the toll booth I drove away, less than half a meter away from the large truck. A master opened the door of the toll booth and did some operations on the stage and told me that it was all right. I looked back in confusion,  The toll booth is so far away from the platform My colleague asked me to open the toll booth back to the platform. This really surprised me. I really couldn¡¯t do it. I had no choice but to go down to the platform and ask a teacher to help open it.  When I got back, I followed behind the toll booth that was driven away, and after walking for a while, I saw a box of things under my feet, picked it up to check, and it turned out to be a video player, which recorded more than a dozen real murder videos

    I handed over the video player to the administrator, and got familiar with some operations at the toll booth. As soon as everything was on track, I heard the colleagues below calling for a meeting. The meeting place actually had to walk for a while on the expressway.  The pedestrian highway is not like the highways I have seen in the past, but more like ordinary streets and alleys. When walking, there are few people. When I look back, everyone is behind me at a certain distance. I am alone.  Walking ahead, when the corner was approaching, the wind picked up, instead I drove the van and continued driving on the road, blowing something from the corner, and drove the car over without seeing clearly, then walked forward, blowing out  There are more and more things, and when you look carefully, they are some funeral supplies (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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