After entering Yanzhou, they headed straight for Tai'an. The road gradually became more remote. At one point, a roadblock suddenly appeared ahead of them, clearly set up to stop travelers. The area was wide open, with no houses in sight, so the sudden appearance of an obstacle like this immediately sparked suspicion.
Seeing this, Wang Rui and her family immediately grew tense.
Just as Zhao Feng stopped the car, a bald man with several henchmen walked over and began knocking aggressively on the window.
Zhao Feng slowly lowered the car window. "What's the matter?"
"Two hundred yuan to pass," the bald man said impatiently, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"This is a public road. What right do you have to charge a toll?" Zhao Feng frowned.
"Cut the crap. If you don't want to pay, you can turn back," the bald man sneered. "This is the fastest route. Go ahead, try the other way if you've got the guts!"
