While talking, the owner of the SUV got in and his friends, and then they drove away.

Chen Song stood next to the pickup and spread his hands: "What does this mean? It's obviously my full responsibility? Are our Reykjavik friends so generous?"

Cairns Corison, who had been thrown over by him in the sunset sea, wiped his beard and said, "No, these are two cowards, we were scared away."

"You're wrong, Cairns, that driving bastard has drunk. I just passed by him and smelled the wine." Bartender Peter Sensone said confidently.

Reykjavik is very strict in the arrest of drunk driving, or traffic violations are very strict in the arrest of traffic violations. There is no way. The police have nothing to do, so they have to find something for themselves, right? Otherwise, it will be difficult to deal with taxpayers.

The two of them were drunk driving just now. If they stayed, it would be very troublesome. Chen Song had to do nothing but let the insurance company settle the claim, and the two of them had to stay at the police station.

The pickup truck is resistant to manufacturing, especially Dongfeng Warriors and military-industrial products, which have already knocked the rear of the SUV, and its front is just a little sunken.

Cairns squatted down and studied for a while, patted the driveway: "No problem, it's just that the bumper is sunken. Just go back and chisel it out and then repaint it."

"In fact, this is a pickup truck, just a work car. There is no need to make up the paint. Just let the Goblin handle the bumper just by just getting it done."

"Okay OK, get in the car and start the parade."

"Forget it, Vince will stop going, you'd better stay by your side."

Clay chewed the egg roll and mocked him: "Big man, I'm better at driving than you."

Chen Song kindly touched his hair and said, "Is there anything you have to do here? Go, sit on the side of the road and continue to memorize the phonetic symbols, and go back to take the exam!"

The townsmen became active. They pulled up banners and raised flags on the side of the road. Song Feiquan and Luo Bingxin each held a sign made of cardboard shells, which read: If the government does not act, the bastard will be arrogant.

Soon, the local police in Reykjavik drove here. They had to take care of the convoy running on the highway. The convoys were driving one by one, so they didn't dare to drive fast. When the traffic lights arrived, there was almost traffic jam.

A middle-aged policeman with a big belly stopped Ford, who was driving the car. The rancher Olacaford, and he took out his driver's license after getting off the car: "Is there any problem? Man?"

The police sighed, "You can't do this. To be honest, sir, you're making things difficult for us. Look at the good things you did, do you want to block this road? Damn, you know, there was only one traffic jam in Iceland's history, right? Do you want to create history?"

Dida Lubo has this benefit. Iceland has only a population of 300,000 to 400,000 people. How many cars can I get? In addition, locals are free to work hours, so traffic jams are almost impossible.

The only traffic jam in Iceland's history occurred in 1994. Due to the National Day event, many cars rushed together and caused traffic jams. They dispersed after more than two hours of congestion.

Oracafo wiped his face, then scratched his beard and said, "You can't stand it if we drive so slowly? It's just a traffic jam. Do you know what some bastards who should go to hell have done in our town?"

"They almost hit me when they raced!" Chen Song said.

The fat policeman glanced at him and said, "Please take aside, tourists."

"Be kind to him, this is our brother in town." Orakafu stood firmly on Chen Song's side.

This is the benefit of being verified by the Warriors, and the townsmen have accepted him into their own circle.

Chen Song spread his hands and said, "Why are you yelling at me so loudly? It's useless to show off your power at me. If you have the ability, you can catch those racing balls!"

Another police car arrived, and the convoy was intercepted first.

When the police came, they stopped the car and checked it. They couldn't do anything else. They just stood on the side of the road and chatted like nothing was done.

The protest team attracted some citizens to watch and also attracted tourists. Among the tourists were Chinese, and they started chatting with Luo Bingxin and Song Feiquan. Some young man even asked Song Feiquan for a WeChat account.

There was a cafe on the side of the road. Chen Song went to buy some coffee and came out. Everyone was a cup of it, and they also gave it to the law enforcement police.

The Icelandic police were big and powerful, but they were very easy to talk. They were not worried that they would gossip about drinking Chen Song's coffee. Clay sent the coffee over, and they answered it freely and then said a few words to Quarre.

This has a historical origin. It was not until 2013 that the police shot and killed illegal elements. The reason why the police fired was because the offender fired at him first. After shooting the attacker, the police station apologized to the other party's family, and the leader also apologized to the whole country in a TV interview.

Sucking the milk chocolate, Chen Song asked Gobl: "Are you familiar with Reykjavik?"

Gobl said: "Familiar, very familiar."

Chen Song was happy and said, "This is great? I want to buy a gold furnace. Do you know where to go?"

Gobl touched his chin and thought, "You've been embarrassed by me now. Maybe we can go to the french market to have a look? I don't know where to buy the new gold furnace."

"Then you still say you're familiar with it?"

Anyway, there were enough people here in the protests, so it would be meaningless for them to stay, so they just left first.

Chen Song was willing to participate in this event, mainly to buy a gold furnace in the city.

The fresh market is located in the LC area, and Goble drives straight to the port.

Chen Song asked: "Is the fresh goods market in the port?"

Gobl laughed and said, "No."

He parked his car next to a food truck on the port highway and said, "Do you remember what I said? US President Bill Clinton once ate mutton sausage hot dogs when he visited Iceland, and he ate it in this food truck."

Few people are the benefit of fewer people. Even if the hot dogs sold in this food truck are so famous, there are still not many people queuing up to buy them, and only a dozen people are queuing up.

Gobl went down excitedly and bought a large bag of hot dogs and handed them to Chen Song one first: "I asked him to pair it with mustard greens, onions and tomato sauce. How about it taste?"

It was hard to refuse the kindness, so Chen Song had to eat the hot dog first.

Not to mention, this hot dog has a unique taste, the sausage is very fragrant, the bread is sweet and soft, and the mustard greens it pairs with are actually sweet. This way, with crispy onions, it can really give people an excellent experience.

After eating the hot dog, Gobl sucked his finger and said, "I also know that there is a place where the Danish sandwich is very authentic. How delicious is their skimmed yogurt flavoring? Let's try it?"
Chapter completed!