Uncle Qin had a smile on his face when he came out of the warehouse.

A whole bag of fragrant rice is fifty catties, but Uncle Qin is comfortable and willing to carry it. He calculated that of course he would not eat this market value of one pound of fragrant rice, and he would exchange it for the cheapest bran rice in the market, which was enough to eat for two months. As long as he thought of the rice he was carrying, Uncle Qin felt that life was full of hope.

When leaving the warehouse gate, it is customary for everyone who goes in to unload the goods to hand over two pieces of tribute.

No matter how painful Uncle Qin is, he has to give it, otherwise next time, he will not be qualified to enter this warehouse to take over the work.

Along the way, the workers all looked at Uncle Qin with envy, which made Uncle Qin thank Zhang Jianyang more and more.

Outside the warehouse, the pig's head was leaning against a tree with three people, smoking cigarettes and blowing cowhides. Seeing Uncle Qin come out, the pig pointed his head and said, "It's this old man, snatch the rice back for me." Damn, the inferior people also deserve to eat this top-notch rice, I bah, and I don't look at whose territory it is. ”

The three of them held cigarettes and gathered around Uncle Qin.

"What do you want to do?" Uncle Qin was scared in his heart, but he shouted to give himself courage.

The pig's head strode forward, spit out a cigarette butt, and said with a sneer: "What are you doing?" Leave the rice behind, and let me go, I don't have to come here to pick up the work in the future. ”

Most of the workers who came out with Uncle Qin knew Uncle Qin, and when they saw the pig's head so shameless, they all showed angry expressions, and a few young and vigorous people wanted to roll up their sleeves and rush up.

The pig's head shouted: "Who dares to come up, don't want to mix here?" ”

A few young people who were about to move suddenly hesitated.

Seeing that they did not dare to move, the pig's head became proud, and with a wave of his hand, his three minions wanted to go up and grab rice, but unfortunately a figure rushed out and kicked at one of them. With a huge force, only a muffled sound was heard, and the person had already flown several meters away, rolled to the ground, and fainted directly. The rest of the people still haven't figured out what happened, but they felt like they had been hit hard in the face, their head was black, their eyes were full of stars, and they fell to the ground convulsing.

All this was too fast, the pig's head hadn't figured it out yet, Zhang Jianyang was already standing in front of him with a cigarette in his mouth, looking at him with a smile.

The pig's head was eaten all of a sudden: "Aren't you already gone, why are you back again?" ”

Zhang Jianyang patted the pig's face and said, "Originally, I left, but I didn't worry about your character, so I went back and took a look." He looked at the pig's head with a strange smile, flicked the ashes of his cigarette, and slammed his knee against the pig's belly. A miserable howl came out far away, and the pig's face turned purple, as if it was lying on the ground and vomiting, and the dirt spit out exuded a thick sour smell.

The people next to him were all respectful of this sour smell, but Zhang Jianyang didn't even frown, squatted down, took out the wallet from the pig's pocket, and retrieved his five hundred oceans, incidentally, even the more than 2,000 yuan in it was looted into his wallet, which was to put the empty wallet back into the pig's pocket.

After doing all this without others, Zhang Jianyang said: "Uncle, now you can go home with confidence." ”

Uncle Qin is also a person who is used to fighting, endured the panic in his heart, and said a few words of thanks to Zhang Jianyang, which is why he left quickly in a panic with fragrant rice on his back.

Zhang Jianyang kicked the pig's head on the ground fiercely and scolded: "What a slut." He walked to the edge of the street and ran away in his pickup, leaving only four unlucky people lying on the ground and unable to get up.

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was repaired by Zhang Jianyang, the pig's head was in the warehouse, as long as he saw Zhang Jianyang, he would immediately take a detour and walk away.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

Almost every time, the pig's head always comforts himself like this.

Zhang Jianyang didn't look down on the pig's head at all, and it wasn't until now that he figured out the name of the pig's head, Rong Wanfa, which was really a name as vulgar as his appearance. He had an uncle who worked as a supervisor in the Chamber of Commerce, and through connections, he was able to work as an overseer in the warehouse. Usually flying and domineering, except for a few people in the warehouse, all of them are ignored.

After a few days of work, Zhang Jianyang began to think and began to prepare for his plan.

The wild is extremely dangerous, and mutants can appear everywhere. Zhang Jianyang's reaction nerves and strength are good now, and it will not be a problem to deal with one or two first-order mutant beasts. However, once facing the second-order, Zhang Jianyang was sure that he could escape, but if he wanted to kill the second-order mutant beast with his bare hands, the chance was very small.

The weapons used by the Star Warriors, the low-level Star Warriors are generally based on hot weapons, using strength and reflexes, as well as speed to become sharpshooters; However, high-level star warriors like to use cold weapons.

In the more than ten years after the end of the nuclear war, a substance called G was discovered, and as long as this G substance was added to steel, the hardness could be increased by more than a dozen, or even tens or hundreds of times. The discovery of this substance has finally given the cold weapon a new youthful glow, and it can create an invincible and peerless weapon.

The mutant beasts after the fifth order, their fur could not even penetrate the bullets of the heavy sniper rifle, and they roamed the whole world for a while.

The weapons made of G matter, ordinary people may not be able to hurt these high-level mutant beasts, but in the hands of star warriors, after injecting star power, they can tear apart the fur that these cannonballs can't blast open. And every weapon filled with G substance is the most crazy weapon for the Star Warrior, and it belongs to the magic weapon.

The strong man in gray that Zhang Jianyang saw on the caravan before, the saber in his hand was added with a small amount of G substance, which made the saber extremely sharp, and he could easily cut off the huge steel tractor.

It is the scarcity and preciousness of G substance that causes the extremely expensive price of G substance, which has always been an important strategic storage material of major forces, and it is rarely seen in circulation on the market. Even if there were, it was bought in an instant. Many people have only heard of the name of substance G, but have never seen the real thing, which shows the preciousness of substance G.

g material is expensive, Zhang Jianyang's current financial resources are naturally unattainable, and what he is thinking about now is to first find a good weapon, not a cold weapon, but a hot weapon.

An ordinary rifle can be used properly to kill mutant beasts below the third order if you encounter a mutant beast below the third order in the wild. Zhang Jianyang thought that his marksmanship was okay, and with his familiarity with all kinds of mutant beasts, he might not be able to kill with one hit, but it would not be too difficult to kill a third-order mutant beast with a few shots.

Therefore, such a distant thing as G substance is far less useful than a gun for the current Zhang Jianyang.

(Thanks to Garlic Garlic for being the first helmsman of this book, and thanks to a few friends who gave tips.) Well, the plot is getting in, and book friends who can collect it only need to give one vote a day to the book. New book, I just hope friends can help, thank you! ）