At eight o'clock, it was already dark, and all 600 tons of grain had been transported into the warehouse. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After the workers left, Yi Ping walked into the warehouse with his notebook, and when he saw that it was neatly stacked in six piles, his heart was much more settled.

"The next question is how to get the goods to the port," Yi Ping thought.

For this, he has a plan for a long time.

As a qualified bodyguard, Lu Gang first walked around the warehouse, then stood outside the door and looked around vigilantly.

"Yi Ping, look ......"

Yi Shaoxuan had been standing aside for a long time, and when he saw Yi Ping and Yao Guobiao alone, he muttered.

"Hehe, Uncle Yao, I have a personal matter, let's talk to this guy first." Yi Ping laughed and said to Yao Guobiao.

As soon as Yao Guobiao came out of the warehouse, Yi Ping took out the camera he had brought with him and started the computer by the way.

"The cameras are all in there, and I haven't moved your stuff." Yi Ping pointed to the index code camera and said.

Before, he used his camera to shoot Ye Mei and others, and he had already deleted it, but Yi Shaoxuan's he didn't move.

Yi Shaoxuan took the camera expressionlessly, and after browsing the pictures inside, he glanced at Yi Ping.

Yi Ping snorted, took the camera from his hand, took out the memory card, broke his hands with a "click", and broke it into two.

Then put it in his hand, hold it with electricity, pinch the memory card out of shape, and throw it on the ground.

He knows that there are some restoration techniques that can completely recover deleted numbers......

At this time, he didn't want to leave the handle in the hands of others, so he simply destroyed the source of the memory card.

After doing this, Yi Ping took out a few small pieces from his pocket, threw them to Yi Shaoxuan and said, "This is your IOU, and some passbooks." Our deal is done. ”

"That's the case, my grandfather said, I want to come to Taoyuan to meet you, you see ......" Yi Shaoxuan silently handed the thing to the bodyguard behind him and said.

"No need, just tell him to meet in Kyoto in the second half of the year." Yi Ping shook his head, at this time, he didn't want to see anyone else.

After the college entrance examination, after he was admitted to Kyoto University, if that old Yi in Kyoto still wants to meet, then he can meet him.

The Mengshan Yi family is about to return to the Barbarian Witch Conference, and they must enlist the support of all parties, meet the old man, and let the Kyoto Yi family not have to hold back when the time comes.

Yi Shaoxuan saw Yi Ping say this, nodded, and took the bodyguard out of the warehouse, he no longer wanted to stay in this ghost place in Taoyuan County.

"Brother Lu, I'm going to count here next, there shouldn't be any problem with safety." Yi Ping turned the sound of the notebook computer to a quiet room, and then shouted outside.

"Okay, I'll just be out there and watch." Lu Gang replied.

"Can I close the door and walk around the roof?" Yi Ping said while clicking on the "Fierce Ghost Forum".

"Ha, you coward, all right, but move fast."

Yi Ping smiled when he heard this, holding the computer in one hand and closing the door with the other.

His gaze casually swept the corner of the door, where there were six bags of vegetables, which had been specially bought by You Keqing.

When the teleport was clicked, the skull immediately jumped out, its mouth opened, and a whirlpool suddenly appeared in the warehouse, sucking five piles of rice into it in an instant.

"It's good that I wasn't used, otherwise I'd have to negotiate with hell." Yi Ping nodded slightly.

Then, with a stroke of his mind, he recited a spell and waved his hand incessantly, tossing bags of rice into the special passage.

In less than a minute, the warehouse was empty.

"It's finally done." Yi Ping breathed a sigh of relief.

A minute later, Yi Ping left the warehouse and reflexively locked the door.

After returning to the room, Yi Ping took a shower and entered the E-level labor camp in the sub-space.

More than a hundred bags of rice were piled up in front of the big screen, and Yi Ping couldn't help frowning.

I looked up and looked at the screen. I found that the sky inside was not pitch black, and I could still see the road surface.

He was surprised to find that the six guys were still crawling on the ground, constantly blowing on the soil, looking very funny.

"Why, the planting task has not been completed by this time." Yi Ping is strangely authentic.

It wasn't until after twelve o'clock that the six people finished it.

"What's going on, it's over now?" After entering the accommodation area, Yi Ping grabbed Jiang Tingquan and asked.

"Alas, it's really bad luck, it's all because everyone has no experience." Jiang Tingquan said with a sad face.

It turned out that after Yi Ping left, the captive privately calculated that it would take about 2 minutes to plant each seed and blow the air.

There were 50 pills in the pile, and it was less than two hours, so the people decided to get a good night's sleep and get up to work.

At one o'clock, they began to plant separately.

To their surprise, they found that the soil was not easy to dig, and each pit had to be dug for 20 to 30 minutes.

Coupled with blowing, in one afternoon, almost half of the seeds can be planted.

At this time, they realized that they were wrong, and the number of these seeds was inversely proportional to the time when they were digging.

If there are fewer seeds, there will be more time to plant the pit.

They calculated that they had to work ten hours a day to plant the seeds.

"Hah, you deserve it." Yi Ping smiled coldly, turned around and walked out of the labor camp.

"Alright, let's move all the food in." Yi Ping kept kicking, kicking bags of rice into the labor camp.

Not long after Yi Ping returned to the library room, Lu Gang came and knocked on the door.

Hearing that Yi Ping was fine, he was busy outside the door for nearly ten minutes.

"Fortunately, Luo Xibin's laptop came in time, otherwise it would be troublesome to be guarded by Lu Gang like this." Yi Ping was glad to be authentic.

Entering the "Fierce Ghost Forum", I clicked on the background task column, and sure enough, I found that a tick had been put behind the task of 500 tons of rice.

As long as he can complete the task, he will get the way to advance to the barbarian witch, and at that time, the threat of "Dragon's Sigh" and the Fang family will become smaller, otherwise, he will not be able to relax for a while.

"Just wait for the forum's activity value to increase." Yi Ping looked at the active value column and shook his head helplessly.

The battle of the tongue fire battlefield has entered a state of incandescent until now, and the popularity of the "Fierce Ghost Forum" is getting higher and higher, and the number of registered people has reached more than 70,000, but the active value has stopped at 2+ and has not moved.

"Looks like that's not enough." Yi Ping frowned, feeling that this tongue fire battlefield had basically tapped its potential to the maximum.

The fact now is that there are a lot of tourists, but most of them don't have the habit of registering to speak, and they all play soy sauce.

"Well, this time there will be a 'Fierce Ghost Forum' nickname contest, and at this time, the advertisements will be sent, and then a large number of registered people will be absorbed."

Thinking of this, Yi Ping's heart suddenly settled down.

He began to draw up a plan, which was scheduled to be sent out on Monday when the seventh round of the debate was in full swing.

That night, Yi Ping slept in his room in the library.

With Lu Gang's bodyguard by his side, he was relatively late......

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Get up, easy to flat! ”

In his dream, he was suddenly awakened by a knock on the door.

"Your warehouse is on fire!"