Siheyuan: Domineering life

Chapter 402 Space secrets exposed
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 whom.

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 the Great Leader, it is not something that can be easily accomplished.

Opening the warehouse door, the first thing Yang Jun 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, after checking again, the doors and windows are still intact.

The ground was covered with dust, and it was clear whether anyone had been there.

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

The pork in his space is divided into half fans, one pig per fan, and each fan weighs 150 kilograms. These three thousand kilograms of pork are equivalent to twenty pigs.

Then his mind moved again, and mountains of various vegetables appeared on the ground, including cabbage, radishes, potatoes, cabbage, etc.

He tries 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 mind 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 here, and someone must have noticed it.

The person who peeked must have noticed that so many supplies suddenly appeared in the warehouse, and 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 revealed.

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

Years of experience facing enemies on the battlefield quickly calmed him down.

He carefully observed his surroundings.

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 the person in the end, he could only...

Just as he was daydreaming, he suddenly found that the lights of the house on the right suddenly went out.

"Whoosh" sound.

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

He believes that his judgment will 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 at his secret must be inside.

I pushed the door gently with my hand, but it didn't move.

The door was 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 jangled 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 asleep."

No one answered inside, but the sound of rapid breathing was so close.

It was obvious that the man 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 low 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'll 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 forcefully enter.

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

"You...just go. I...I didn't see anything just now. I promise I won't say anything nonsense."

Listening to the voice, the person in the room sounded about three to forty years old.

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

When Yang Jun heard this, he couldn't help but feel relaxed.

As long as he was sure that the person who peeked into his secret was in the room, he would feel relieved.

Yang Jun naturally wouldn't 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 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 numb 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,
"That's nonsense. Tell me, what happened to the ingredients in the room just now? Why did they suddenly appear?" Scarface looked at Yang Jun with a fierce expression.

"Brother, it seems that you also work in the alley? Please give me your name, lest the floods rush into the Dragon King Temple and the whole family no longer recognizes each other."

Yang Jun deliberately kept silent, while at the same time, his footsteps moved forward silently. "Don't move, if you move again I'll really get into trouble."

Scarface suddenly shouted harshly.

"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."

"Ha ha!"

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, why were there so many ingredients in the warehouse just now? Does this have anything to do with you?"

"It doesn't matter. I made 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 monkey monkey, you can change if you want." Scarface looked unbelieving.

Seeing that he had taken the bait, Yang Jun put down his hand and said with a smile on his face: "Brother, I am not bragging to you. Sun Houhou 72 is nothing. I am much more capable than him. If you don't believe me, just say whatever you want. Look. Can I get out of 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, no 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 not give you some money?"

"Ha ha!"

Scarface smiled while staring at his every move and said,

"Okay, didn't you say it's better than monkey monkey? Give me five yuan first."

This scar-faced man is also very poor. It is not an exaggeration to describe him as living in poverty.

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 separate them with a table so that he could have more time to react if Yang Jun made any changes.

Seeing that he was so vigilant, Yang Jun was not nervous.

He believed that no one in this world could 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, a brand new five yuan bill appeared in my hand.

"how did you do it?"

Scarface looked at Yang Jun in shock.

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.

"How's it going? I'm better than Monkey Sun, right?" Yang Jun shrugged and smiled.

"Hmph, don't be so proud." Scarface knocked the table with the tip of his gun and said, "You can change it to another ten-dollar one for me."

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 don't have anything in my hands."

Yang Jun pushed the 15 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 15 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 and women and do all kinds of evil are the ones who are on the blacklist.

Previously, when the subdistrict office cooperated with the security department of the steel rolling mill to jointly implement public security, this Tietousan was the person who received special attention.

It's just that this man is very thoughtful and never leaves any clue 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.

With a thought, there was a small yellow croaker in his hand.

"Are 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 little 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 said without stopping.

Keep moving with your thoughts...

A small yellow croaker...

Two small yellow croakers...

……

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

Under the dim light, there was a gleaming golden light, which stunned Tietou San for a moment.

"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 three player is no longer a good player.

Yang Jun did not dare to waste any more time. With a thought, all the things on the table were 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 door of the hall, and came to the gate of the yard.

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 firing guns randomly again. I think he will be the one who eats peanuts sooner or later." A man said.

"Master, don't yell. We can't offend him. Don't let the god of plague hear this." A female voice came.

Then, 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, he went straight back to the warehouse without stopping.

(End of this chapter)