After dinner that night, Yang Jun came to the warehouse alone.
He planned to personally handle the supplies for Uncle Qian this time.
Twenty pigs, although not many, are divided among them.
For Yang Jun, it was just drizzle. For Shitou, his vegetable garden subsystem would probably take some effort.
For ordinary people or ordinary cadres, they may be able to get dozens of kilograms or two pigs with their trust, but it is absolutely impossible to get twenty pigs at once.
Even for someone as powerful as a big leader, it is not something that can be easily accomplished.
When Yang Jun opened the warehouse door, the first thing he had to check was whether the doors and windows were intact.
This warehouse is rarely used and no one comes to clean it. He is afraid that over time, someone will secretly occupy it.
Fortunately, I checked again and found that the doors and windows are still in good condition.
The ground was covered with dust, and it was obvious whether anyone had been there.
Yang Jun spread the felt cloth piled in the corner on the ground, and with a thought, three thousand kilograms of pork suddenly appeared on the ground.
The pork in his space is divided into half fans and one pig. Each fan weighs one hundred and fifty kilograms. These three thousand kilograms of pork are equivalent to twenty pigs.
Then my mind moved again, and mountains of various vegetables appeared on the ground, including cabbage, radishes, potatoes, cabbage, etc.
He tries his best to put out vegetables that are in season, and vegetables that are out of season will never appear.
This has been carefully sorted by him in advance and will never go wrong.
At this time, he remembered what Qian Jiajia had told him during the day and wanted him to get ten more pigs.
Yang Jun thought for a while and decided to help her. Then his thoughts moved again, and a lot of pork appeared on the ground.
Suddenly, there was a noise outside the warehouse window, as if someone was screaming.
Yang Jun was shocked and immediately realized something was wrong.
He was so careless that he turned on the lights and released supplies this time.
"who"
Yang Jun roared, took out a Browning filled with bullets from the space and rushed out.
The only thought in his mind now is that the secret of space must not be leaked.
There was a panicked sound outside the window, followed by the sound of Bigfoot running away.
"stop."
Yang Jun showed the momentum of killing the enemy on the battlefield and rushed out of the warehouse in a few strides.
When I came to the window outside the warehouse, I found that there were several bricks piled up here.
It stands to reason that this warehouse is very secretive, and no one usually pays attention to it. However, tonight, the lights suddenly turned on, so someone must have noticed it.
The person who was peeping must have noticed that so many supplies suddenly appeared in the warehouse, and he made a noise in a panic.
Yang Jun was very flustered, feeling as if he was facing life or death.
This is his biggest secret and must never be leaked.
He didn't want to be taken to a secret experimental base to study his brain all day long.
Years of experience facing enemies on the battlefield quickly calmed him down.
He observed his surroundings carefully.
This is a dead end. There are two households in the alley, and each door is closed.
Yang Jun carefully recalled the scene of the accident. Hearing the sound of escaping, he must have run towards the alley.
He concluded that the person who just peeked into his secret must be the owner of one of the households.
Yang Jun quietly came to the door of the two houses, leaned on the door, and listened carefully to what was going on inside.
The house on the left heard laughter and laughter from time to time, and it sounded like they were having dinner.
So he listened to the house on the right. It was very quiet inside.
Yang Jun was deep in thought, with various unfavorable scenarios constantly emerging in his mind.
Finally, he decided that if he couldn't find that person in the end, he would have no choice but to...
Just as he was daydreaming, he suddenly discovered that the lights of the house on the right suddenly went out.
A "whoosh" sound.
Yang Jun climbed up the wall, jumped lightly, and landed in the courtyard.
He believed that his judgment would not be wrong.
If I hadn't done anything wrong, I wouldn't have turned off the lights.
Gently coming to the door of the living room, Yang Jun did not rush in, but stood outside to observe what was going on inside.
The moonlight is like water, shining in the courtyard like a waterfall.
Yang Jun's ears are very good. He can hear clearly how many people are breathing in the room.
Logically speaking, if the owner of the house turns off the lights and goes to sleep, his breathing should be peaceful, but there are rapid breathing sounds in the house.
This sound is not caused by rapid movement, but the unique breathing sound of excessive fright.
The voice was dull and long, and the people in the room seemed to be trying hard to control their breathing, but they had to gasp for air because they were holding their breath for too long.
Yang Jun judged that the person who just peeked into his secret must be inside.
I pushed the door gently with my hand, but it didn't move.
The door is bolted from the inside.
With a thought, Yang Jun took out a dagger from the space.
Insert it into the crack of the door and gently turn the door bolt.
The door latch made a noise and was sliding sideways.
Suddenly, the door bolt stopped moving.
Yang Jun felt something was wrong and immediately stopped moving.
"Stop pretending, I know you're not sleeping."
No one answered inside, but the sound of rapid breathing was so close.
It was obvious that the person in the room was standing by the door and holding the bolt.
"Open the door, I have something to tell you." Yang Jun said in a suppressed voice.
There was still no movement in the house,
"No matter what you just saw, I don't care. Can you open the door and have a good chat?"
No matter what Yang Jun said, the man in the room just didn't speak.
Faced with this situation, no one would be able to open the door.
Yang Jun did not dare to speak loudly for fear of disturbing the surrounding residents.
"If you don't say anything, I will rush in."
After Yang Jun finished speaking, he took two steps back.
Put away the short gun.
He holds the dagger in his right hand and the flashlight he just took out from space in his left hand.
Pull up your stance, take a step back with your right leg, and prepare to force your way in.
Just as he was about to exert his strength, a voice came from the room.
"You...just leave. I...I didn't see anything just now. I promise I won't say anything nonsense."
Judging from the voice, the person in the room was about thirty or forty years old.
Because I was so nervous, I could still vaguely hear the sound of my teeth biting up and down.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Hearing this, Yang Jun couldn't help but feel nervous, but he felt completely relaxed.
As long as he is sure that the person who peeks into his secret is in the room, he will feel relieved.
Naturally, Yang Jun would not believe what he said.
Since you haven't seen anything, why are you talking nonsense?
The reason why a secret is called a secret is that it is something that no one else knows except you.
There is only one kind of person in this world who can best keep secrets, and that is...
Just as Yang Jun was about to kick the door open, the door suddenly opened and the lights in the room suddenly turned on.
"Don't move, I'll beat you to death if you do."
Standing at the door was a tall man with a scar on his face.
He held a homemade double-barreled shotgun in his hand. Although this kind of shotgun had a short range and low accuracy, it was more powerful. Especially at such a close distance, Yang Jun was not sure to dodge it.
At this time, Yang Jun suddenly understood.
Why did this person show weakness to him just now? It turned out to be to paralyze his carelessness so that he could be controlled by surprise.
"Brother, it's not like that. It's not like that. How about we talk about it?"
Yang Jun threw away the dagger and flashlight in his hands, raised his hands above his head,
"You're talking nonsense, tell me what happened to the ingredients in the room just now, and why they suddenly appeared." Scarface looked at Yang Jun with a fierce expression.
"Brother, it seems that you are just a hangout in the alley, so you need to register your name, lest the floods rush into the Dragon King Temple and the whole family no longer recognizes each other."
Yang Jun deliberately found nothing to say, and at the same time, his footsteps moved forward silently.
"Don't move, if you move again I will really get into trouble."
Scarface suddenly shouted sharply.
"Brother, don't be impulsive," Yang Jun took two steps back and said with a smile, "Brother, if we have something to discuss, I can give you money, a lot of money, as long as you don't tell anyone about what you just saw."
"hehe!"
Scarface laughed twice, then his face darkened and he said, "Do you think I'm just a kid who just came out to hang out in the alley? I've seen this a lot."
"Tell me quickly, why were there so many ingredients in the warehouse just now? Does this matter have anything to do with you?"
"It doesn't matter. I conjured up those ingredients just now. If you don't believe it, I'll show it to you now."
When faced with danger, Yang Jun became more and more calm. Instead of denying the incident, he admitted it generously.
There is no other reason.
Just use the curiosity of the person in front of you to gain opportunities for yourself.
"You think you are Sun Monkey, you can change if you want." Scarface looked unbelieving.
Yang Jun saw that he had taken the bait, so he put his hand down and said with a smile: "Brother, I am not bragging to you. Sun Monkey's seventy-two changes are nothing. I am much more capable than him. If you don't believe me, just say whatever you want.
, see if I can change it."
"Put your hands up where I can see them."
Scarface held the shotgun and pointed it at him.
"Brother, hold on tight and don't shake your hands." Yang Jun followed his instructions and slowly raised his hands and held his head.
At this time, Scarface was standing in the door and Yang Jun was standing outside.
The lighting in the room was not conducive to Scarface. Yang Jun could see him clearly, but he could not see Yang Jun clearly.
"Come in slowly and don't play tricks, otherwise I know you, but this guy doesn't know you."
Scarface held the shotgun in both hands, swung the gun head in a direction, and then slowly retreated into the house.
As Yang Jun walked in, he looked at the situation in the house and said with a smile: "Brother, seeing that you are living in such a panic, why don't I give you some money?"
"hehe!"
Scarface smiled while staring at his every move and said,
"Okay, didn't you say it's better than Sun Houhou? First give me five yuan."
This scar-faced man is also very poor. It is not an exaggeration to describe him as a poor man.
There was no extra furniture in the room. Apart from a few oil paintings not suitable for children, the only thing left on the wall was the Eight Immortals table in front of me.
There was a pile of unwashed bowls with leftovers on the table. They were dark inside and looked quite disgusting.
Scarface signaled Yang Jun to sit down with his gun, and then he walked to the opposite side of Yang Jun.
When Yang Jun saw this, he realized that this guy was quite smart. He knew to use a table to separate them, so that if Yang Jun made any changes, he would have more time to react.
Seeing that he was so vigilant, Yang Jun was not nervous.
He believes that no one in this world can tolerate curiosity.
"Okay, look carefully."
Yang Jun removed his hands from his head and placed them on the table so that he could see his movements.
As soon as I thought about it, there was a brand new five yuan in my hand.
"how did you do it"
Scarface looked at Yang Jun with a shocked expression.
Just now he saw with his own eyes that there was nothing in his hand. In the blink of an eye, he had five more dollars in his hand.
"I'm better than Monkey Sun, right?" Yang Jun shrugged and said with a smile.
"Hmph, don't be so proud." Scarface knocked the table with the tip of his gun and said, "You can give me another ten-dollar one."
Yang Jun's mind moved again, and a brand new ten yuan bill appeared in his hand.
"impossible."
Scarface shouted: "You had nothing in your hand just now, you must be doing magic."
"Brother, you saw it with your own eyes. I really have nothing in my hands."
Yang Jun pushed the fifteen yuan in his hand towards him and said: "Brother, these are all yours now."
"Haha, do you think I, Tietou San, have never seen the world? You want to send me away for only fifteen yuan?"
It turned out that this scar-faced man was called Tietou San, and Yang Jun had heard of his name.
Tietou San is not a nickname, but his real name, surnamed Tietou. He practices Tietou San at home, and because he practices Tietou San, everyone calls him Tietou San.
This Tietou San is quite powerful, and his name can stop children from crying at night.
In daily life, those who bully men, dominate women, and do all sorts of evil are the ones who are on the blacklist.
Previously, when the subdistrict office cooperated with the steel rolling mill security department and the security department, this Tietou San was the person who received special attention.
It's just that this man is very thoughtful and never leaves any clues when doing things, and he can get through every time.
Therefore, the sub-district office has been unable to do anything about him.
Yang Jun didn't expect that he would meet Tietou San in person today. At first, he was still hesitant about whether to take action. Looking at the current situation, he could properly eliminate harm for the people.
Let's not talk about anything else, just saying that he illegally holds a gun is enough for him to drink a pot.
"Okay, buddy, you said I'm a magician, I'll turn into a little yellow croaker and show you now."
Yang Jun looked at him with a smile, as if he were looking at a dead person.
As soon as I thought, there was a small yellow croaker in my hand.
"You...are you a human or a ghost?" Tietou San looked at Yang Jun in horror.
He could see clearly just now that Yang Jun's hand didn't move at all, and the small yellow croaker suddenly appeared in his hand.
"I am Sun Houhou's master, do you think I am a human or a ghost?"
Yang Jun kept talking without stopping.
Keep moving with your thoughts...
A small yellow croaker...
Two small yellow croakers...
…
After a while, the table was piled with countless small yellow croakers.
Under the dim light, there was a shining golden light, which made Tietou San stunned for a while.
"This is true, it's all true..."
Tietou San murmured to himself, his eyes completely caught by the little yellow croaker on the table.
A mountain of small yellow croakers lay between the two of them, blocking their view of each other.
"Haha, I'm going to get rich."
While Tietou San was in a trance, Yang Jun thought and a Browning pistol appeared in his hand.
"boom!"
A loud noise broke through the silent night.
Tietou San fell down in response.
There was a bloody hole on his forehead.
This top 3 player is no longer a solid player.
Yang Jun did not dare to waste any more time. With a thought, everything on the table was put into the space.
He walked around the table and glanced at Tietou San, who was lying motionless on the ground.
With another thought, Tietou San was also taken into the space.
His space cannot accept living creatures, but killed living creatures are not included in this category.
Except for the gunshot just now, nothing was left in the house.
"Looks like I need to get a silencer."
Yang Jun murmured to himself, turned off the light, closed the hall door, and came to the courtyard gate.
I leaned against the door and listened for a while, only to hear a few complaints coming from the house opposite.
"This damn guy is shooting randomly again. I think he will be the one who eats peanuts sooner or later." A man said.
"Master, don't make such nonsense. We can't afford to offend him. Don't let that plague god hear this." A woman's voice came.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of the door closing was heard.
The woman pulled and pushed her man into the house, and then nothing happened.
Yang Jun listened for a while, but there was no more movement outside the door.
Then take a few steps back and climb over the wall from the original path.
After landing, I went straight back to the warehouse without stopping.