After dinner that night, Yang Jun came to the warehouse alone.

He is going to do the supplies for Uncle Qian this time.

Twenty pigs, although it is not much, but to whom it is divided.

For Yang Jun, it was drizzle, and for stones, it was estimated that it would take a little effort to put in his vegetable garden system.

If it were for ordinary people or ordinary cadres, maybe they could get dozens of catties or one or two heads in the sky, but if they wanted to get twenty pigs at once, it would be impossible.

Even if a person as strong as a big leader is not something that can be easily done.

When opening the warehouse door, Yang Jun first checked whether the doors and windows were in good condition.

This warehouse is rarely used, and no one usually comes to clean it, and he is afraid that after a long time, someone will secretly occupy it.

Fortunately, after checking again, the doors and windows are still in good condition.

The ground was covered with dust, and it was clear at a glance whether anyone had been here or not.

Yang Jun spread the felt cloth piled up in the corner on the ground, and then with a thought, three thousand catties of pork suddenly appeared on the ground.

The pork in his space is half a fan, two fans are a pig, each fan is one hundred and fifty catties, and these three thousand catties of pork are equivalent to twenty pigs.

Then my mind moved again, and mountains of various vegetables appeared on the ground, including cabbage, radish, potatoes, cabbage, and so on.

He tries to release vegetables that are in season, and those that are out of season will never appear.

It's been carefully sorted by him beforehand, and you can't go wrong.

At this time, he remembered that Qian Jiajia had told him something during the day and wanted him to get ten more pigs.

Yang Jun pondered for a moment and decided to help her, so his mind moved again, and there was a lot of pork on the ground.

Suddenly, there was a noise outside the warehouse window, as if someone was screaming.

Yang Jun was taken aback and immediately realized that something was wrong.

He was so careless that this time he turned on the lights and released supplies.

"Who?"

Yang Jun roared, took out a Browning full of bullets from the space and rushed out.

The only thought in his mind right now was that the secrets 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 took out the momentum of killing the enemy on the battlefield, and rushed out of the warehouse in a few big steps.

When I went to the window outside the warehouse, I found that there were a few bricks piled up here.

It stands to reason that this warehouse is very secretive, and no one usually pays attention to it, but tonight, the lights suddenly turn on in it, and someone must have noticed it.

Presumably, the peeking person noticed that so many supplies suddenly appeared in the warehouse, and he panicked for a while.

Yang Jun's heart was very flustered, and he felt as if he was facing life and death.

This is his biggest secret, and it must not be divulged.

He didn't want to be taken to a secret experimental base and study his head all day.

Years of experience on the battlefield quickly calmed him down.

He carefully observes his surroundings.

It's a dead end, and there are two households in the alley, each with its doors closed.

Yang Jun carefully recalled the scene of the accident just now, and when he heard the sound of escape, he must have run into the alley. ….

He determined that the man who had peeked at his secret just now must be the owner of one of the households.

Yang Jun quietly came to the door of the two households, leaned on the door, and listened carefully to the movement inside.

The house on the left was filled with laughter and laughter, and it was like dinner.

So he listened to the house on his right, and it was very quiet.

Yang Jun pondered, and various scenes that were unfavorable to him kept coming to his mind.

In the end, he decided that if he couldn't find the man in the end, he would have to ......

Just as he was in his reverie, he suddenly noticed that the lights in the house on his right had suddenly gone out

extinguished.

A "whoosh" sound.

Yang Jun climbed onto the wall, jumped lightly, and landed in the courtyard.

He believes that his judgment will not be wrong.

If you hadn't done something wrong, you 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 the movement inside.

The moonlight sprinkled like water in the courtyard like a waterfall.

Yang Jun's ear power is particularly good, and he can hear clearly how many people are breathing in the room.

It stands to reason that the owner of the house should be breathing peacefully when he sleeps with the lights out, but there is a sound of rapid breathing in the house.

This sound is not made by rapid movement, but by the breathing sound characteristic of frightening over-fright.

The voice was dull and long, and the people in the room seemed to be trying to control their breathing, but they had to gasp for breath because they had held their breath for too long.

Yang Jun judged that the person who peeked at his secret just now must be inside.

He gently pushed the door with his hand, but did not move.

The door bolted from the inside.

Yang Jun's mind moved, and he took out a dagger from the space.

Insert it in the crack of the door and gently flick the deadbolt.

The deadbolt rattled and was sliding to the side.

Suddenly, the deadbolt didn't move.

Yang Jun felt that something was wrong and immediately stopped moving.

"Don't pretend, I know you didn't sleep."

There was no one inside, but the rapid panting was so close.

Apparently, the man in the room was standing by the door, holding the deadbolt.

"Open the door, I have something to tell you." Yang Jun suppressed his voice and said.

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.

In the face of this situation, it is impossible to open the door by anyone.

Yang Jun didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear of alarming the surrounding residents.

"Without speaking, I'll rush in."

After Yang Jun finished speaking, he took two steps back.

Put the short gun away.

He holds a dagger in his right hand and a flashlight that he has just taken out of space in his left hand.

Pull out of the stance, take a step back with your right leg, ready to force your way in.

Just as he was about to exert his strength, a voice came from the room.

"You...... You go, I'm ...... I didn't see anything just now, and I promise I won't talk nonsense."

Listen to the voices, the voices of the people in the house who are about thirty or forty years old.

Because I was so nervous, I could still hear the sound of my teeth biting up and down.

When Yang Jun heard this, he had to be not nervous, but his mind was completely relaxed.

As long as he confirmed that the person who peeked at his secret was in the house, he was relieved. ….

Naturally, Yang Jun would not believe what he said.

Since you haven't seen anything, where do you come from to talk nonsense everywhere?

The reason why a secret is called a secret is that it is something that no one else knows except yourself.

There is only one kind of person in this world who can keep secrets the most, and that is......

Yang Jun was about to kick the door open, when the door suddenly opened, and the lights in the room suddenly turned on.

"Don't move, I'll kill you."

At the doorway stood a burly man with a scarred face.

He was holding an earthen double-barreled shotgun in his hand, although this kind of shotgun had a short range and low accuracy, it was powerful in terms of power, especially at such a close distance, Yang Jun was not sure to dodge.

At this time, Yang Jun suddenly understood.

Why did this person show weakness to him just now, it turned out that he was careless, so that he could control him unexpectedly.

"Dude, no, no, how about we talk?"

Yang Jun threw away the dagger and flashlight in his hand, and raised his hands above his head.

"Talk

Fart, you tell Lao Tzu, what happened to the room full of ingredients just now, why did it suddenly appear?" Scarface looked at Yang Jun with a fierce expression.

"Dude, it looks like you're also a mess? Report your name, lest the flood rush into the Dragon King Temple, and the family will not recognize the family."

Yang Jun deliberately didn't have anything to say, and at the same time, his footsteps moved forward silently.

"Don't move, if you move again, I'll really be on fire."

Scarface suddenly scolded.

"Brother, don't be impulsive," Yang Jun took two steps back and said with a smile, "Brother, if you have something to discuss, I can give you money, lots and lots of money, as long as you don't tell what you just saw."

"Huh!"

Scarface laughed twice, and then said with a sinking face, "Are you a chick who just came out of the alley? I've seen a lot of you."

"Come on, why did there be so many ingredients in the warehouse just now, does this have anything to do with you?"

"It matters, I conjured up all those ingredients just now, if you don't believe it, I'll show you now."

In the face of danger, Yang Jun became more and more calm, not only did he deny it, but on the contrary, he generously admitted it.

There is no other reason.

It is to use the curiosity of the person in front of you to give yourself a chance.

"You think you're a monkey, you can change if you want." Scarface looked incredulous.

Yang Jun saw that he had taken the bait, so he put his hand down and said with a smile: "Brother, it's not my brother who blows with you, Sun Monkey Seventy-two is a fart, my ability is much better than his, I don't believe you just say it, see if I can become out."

"Put your hands up and put them where I can see them."

Scarface pointed at him with a shotgun.

"Brother, hold steady, don't shake your hands." Yang Jun slowly raised his hand and held his head as he said.

At this time, Scarface was standing in the door, and Yang Jun was standing outside the door.

The lights in the room were not conducive to Scarface, Yang Jun could see him clearly, but he couldn't see Yang Jun clearly.

"Come in slowly, don't play tricks, or I know you, this guy doesn't know you."

Scarface held the shotgun in both hands, flicked the tip of the gun in a different direction, and then slowly retreated into the house first. ….

Yang Jun walked in, looked at the situation in the house, and said with a smile, "This brother, seeing that you are so worried these days, why don't you change some money?"

"Huh!"

Scarface smiled while staring at his every move, and said,

"Okay, didn't you say that you are more powerful than Sun Monkey? Give me five dollars first."

This scarface is also poor enough, and it is not an exaggeration to describe him as a disciple.

There was no extra furniture in the room, except for a few oil paintings on the wall that were not suitable for children, and there was only the table of eight immortals in front of me.

There was a pile of unwashed leftover dishes on the table, and it was dark inside, and it looked disgusting.

Scarface motioned for Yang Jun to sit down with his gun, and then he walked across from Yang Jun.

Seeing this, Yang Jun was quite smart, and knew that separating them with a table would give him more time to react once Yang Jun moved.

Seeing that his vigilance was so high, Yang Jun was not nervous.

He believed that there was no one in the world who could resist curiosity.

"Okay, look carefully."

Yang Jun removed his hand from his head and placed it on the table so that he could see his movements.

As soon as his mind moved, he had a brand new five-dollar in his hand.

"How did you do that?"

Scarface looked at Yang Jun with a shocked expression.

Just now, he saw with his own eyes that he had nothing in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, he had five more dollars in his hand.

"How? I'm better than Sun Monkey." Yang Jun shrugged and smiled.

"Hmph, don't be complacent." Scarface slammed the table with the tip of his gun and said, "You can change me another ten-dollar one."

Yang Jun's mind moved again, a brand new ten yuan

The money appears in the hand.

"Impossible."

Scarface roared, "You didn't have anything in your hand just now, you must be playing magic."

"I said, brother, you saw it with your own eyes, and I really don't have anything in my hands."

Yang Jun pushed the fifteen yuan in his hand to him and said, "Brother, now these are all yours."

"Hehe, haven't you seen the world when I'm the third iron head? Fifteen dollars want to send me away?"

It turned out that this scarface was called Tietou San, and Yang Jun had heard his name.

Tie Tou San is not a nickname, but his real name, surnamed Tie, is three at home, and because he has practiced Tie Tou Gong, everyone calls him Tie Tou San.

This iron head is not small, and his name can stop children from crying at night.

On weekdays, he bullies men and women, does all kinds of evil, and is a blacklisted person.

Before, when the sub-district office and the steel mill security department jointly held public security, this iron head three was a special person.

It's just that this person is thoughtful, and he never leaves a handle on his work, and he can get past it every time.

Therefore, the street office has been unable to deal with him.

Yang Jun didn't expect that today he would let him meet Tie Tousan in person, at first, he was still hesitating whether to start, look at the current situation, properly eliminate the harm for the people.

Let's not talk about anything else, let's just say that his illegal possession of a gun is enough for him to drink a pot.

"Okay, buddy, you say I'm a magician, I'll turn into a little yellow croaker for you now."

Yang Jun looked at him with a smile, like looking at a dead man. ….

As soon as his mind moved, there was a small yellow croaker in his hand.

"You...... Are you a human or a ghost?" Tie Tou 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 little yellow croaker suddenly appeared in his hand.

"I'm Sun Monkey's master, do you think I'm a human or a ghost?"

Yang Jun said in his mouth, but he didn't stop in his hand.

With the mind constantly moving......

A small yellow croaker......

Two small yellow croaker......

……

After a while, the table was filled with countless small yellow croakers.

In the dim light, there was a golden glow, and the iron head was stunned for a while.

"It's true, it's all true......

The iron head muttered to himself, his eyes all hooked by the small yellow croaker on the table.

A small mountain-like yellow croaker lay between the two, obscuring each other's sight.

"Haha, I'm going to get rich."

Just when the iron head was in a trance, Yang Jun's mind moved, and there was an extra Browning pistol in his hand.

"Bang!"

A loud bang pierced the silent night.

Iron Head Three fell in response.

There was an extra hole in the forehead with blood.

This iron head three is no longer iron.

Yang Jun didn't dare to delay more time, and with a move of his mind, all the things on the table were included in the space.

Walked around the table and glanced at Iron Head Three, who was lying motionless on the ground.

The mind moved again, and the iron head three were also included in the space.

His space is not for living creatures, but it is not for slain.

Except for the gunshot just now, there was nothing left in the room.

"Looks like we're going to have to get a silencer."

Yang Jun muttered to himself, turned off the light, closed the door of the hall, and came to the gate of the courtyard.

Leaning on the door and listening for a while, I only heard a few complaints from the house opposite.

"This man has put guns again, I think he will be the master of peanuts sooner or later." A man said.

"Boss, don't shout, we can't afford to provoke him, don't let that plague god hear this." A woman's voice came.

Immediately afterward, I heard the sound of the door shut.

The woman pulled and pushed

coaxed his man into the house, and then, there was no movement.

Yang Jun listened for a while, and there was no movement outside the door.

Then take a few steps back and climb over the wall the same way you came.

After landing, go straight back to the warehouse without stopping.

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