Siheyuan: Domineering life

Chapter 776
Xiao Wu has been wandering around since he was a child and has many bad habits.

However, this kind of bad habit is not a fatal habit, it is nothing more than some hygiene habits. As for those fatal bad habits, it can still be saved if you don't contract it.

Xiao Wu is a bratty kid, but he listens to Yang Jun's words very much. He regards Yang Jun's words as an imperial edict and almost does whatever he says.

According to his character, it would be difficult for him to stay in the factory for a long time. Yang Jun simply asked him to be responsible for business matters. This guy was very arrogant and fell in love with this kind of life immediately.

It didn't take long for him to gain a famous name, known as "Fifth Master".

This kid finally found a way of life that suits him best. He doesn't have to abide by so many rules, and he can also play with a group of peers. He talks about loyalty and lives a chivalrous life at heart, and has three or five friends. Eat, drink, and live a comfortable life.

This guy and Wang Guo belong to the same kind of people. They are both restless and like to live an exciting life every day. As soon as he took over the business, he immediately expanded his territory several times. Guo Tianming didn't even dare to fart in front of him. one.

It was Sunday, and Yang Jun got up earlier than usual.

Today, he is taking Xiao Wu into the mountains for hunting.

The hunting was fake, the main thing was to take him shooting.

This kid likes to play with guns, especially long guns, like sniper rifles. He can lie there for two hours without moving, showing a strong talent for sniping.

Today, two cars were driven. Ma Juzi, Yang Anguo, Sun Zhaocai, Yang Chengwu and Yang Jun each carried a long gun, brought enough food and drink, and then set off.

"Let Xiaowu drive and practice his skills." Yang Jun said.

Sun Zhaocai was originally sitting in the driving seat, but when he heard this, he reluctantly got down with his mouth pouted.

"Uncle Yang, my skills are not good, I also need to practice."

"Drive your Uncle Ma's car."

When Sun Zhaocai heard this, he ran over in a hurry.

"Uncle Ma, take a rest and I'll drive."

Seeing this, Ma Juzi shook his head and got down.

Young people, full of energy, love to drive.

It's not that Ma Juzi is reluctant, but that he thinks about Yang Jun's safety. Young people will panic when encountering problems and are not as experienced as him.

"Be careful, this car is new."

In the last attack, Yang Jun's cars were turned into a hornet's nest. Now several new cars have been allocated. This time, the new cars are all assembled with Great Wall No. [-] engines, and they are all equipped with bulletproof devices to withstand ordinary attacks. Firepower is no problem.

"I'm careful."

I don't care if Ma Juzi wants it or not, this guy just slaps him away.

Yang Jun gave Xiao Wu a few words and got into Sun Zhaocai's car. Yang Anguo and Ma Juzi also got into the car.

They must ensure the safety of Yang Jun.

It’s better to hunt in Mentougou. Not only are there a lot of prey there, but it’s also remote enough for gun practice.

The car drove for more than an hour before reaching the place. A group of people parked the car at the bus station, then went into the mountains with guns and food and drink.

After walking less than two miles, Yang Anguo and the others felt itchy hands. Regardless of Yang Jun's objections, they started shooting while walking.

Seeing this, Yang Jun shook his head and let them go.

It is better to shoot now than to shoot deep into the forest, lest all the prey be scared away.

"The hand must be steady, the breath must be even, three points and one line, when you see it correctly, embrace the fire."

On the way, Yang Anguo temporarily acted as Xiaowu's shooting coach and taught him shooting skills.

Yang Anguo's marksmanship is pretty good. After staying in the security department for such a long time, he has been fed bullets for a long time. Although he cannot say that he can hit [-] times with [-] shots, he can still hit [-] out of [-] shots.

Yang Chengwu also studied humbly and practiced hard. This boy was born to eat this bowl of rice. After practicing for a long time, he looked like a decent person. Although I dare not say that he is always on target, at least he looks like that in terms of momentum. .

"boom!"

The sound of gunfire broke the silence of the deep forest, and countless birds soared into the sky.

"I hit it, I hit it."

Xiao Wu shouted happily.

A little bird fluttered on the ground in the distance, seemingly injured.

Sun Zhaocai looked at all this with his mouth wide open in surprise.

Then he shook his head and said: "It's just your luck, a blind cat meets a dead mouse."

The two seemed to have a feud since the last competition. They didn't like each other when they saw each other, and they wanted to compare each other, especially in terms of military literacy. Xiao Wu always seemed to be ahead of Sun Zhaocai.

Sun Zhaocai has been with Yang Jun for two years. Apart from his looks, he is very good at other aspects, such as shooting and dropping bombs. Especially shooting, Sun Zhaocai cannot shoot even if he stands still at a distance of ten meters. allow.

"You idiot, don't be dissatisfied, I'm going to beat you in this aspect." Ma Juzi said quietly.

"Hmph, so what? You can't take more than three moves under my hand?" Sun Zhaocai said.

Ma Juzi rolled his eyes and sighed: "No matter how skilled you are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives."

"No one relies on fists and kicks these days, especially in a profession like yours. No matter how good your fists or kicks are, they are not as fast as bullets."

Sun Zhaocai said disapprovingly: "Uncle Ma, I don't agree with what you said. To be a guard for Uncle Yang, what he needs is someone who can take bullets for him. Such people are always more practical than people with good marksmanship."

"well said."

Yang Jun clapped his hands and said: "You're right about attracting wealth. What I need is a guard who can take bullets for me, not a sharpshooter."

"If Zhaocai hadn't taken the bullet for me last time, maybe I would have been the one injured."

The last time Yang Jun was assassinated, a grenade exploded next to him. If Sun Zhaocai hadn't blocked it for him, those people might have been there long ago.

"Brother, that's not what I meant. I'm not saying that fists and kicks are useless, but that we must not only be loyal, but also practice the ability to kill enemies." Ma Juzi explained.

"Juzi is right, but it's hard to find someone who has both."

Yang Jun sighed: "When faced with danger, people have subconscious reactions. No matter how good you are at killing enemies, if you don't have that sense of awe, then everything is just talk."

"Who says it isn't?" Ma Juzi looked up at 45 degrees and sighed: "I wasn't around when you were in danger last time. I have always kept this in mind. I feel very guilty."

"Okay, don't blame yourself." Yang Jun said: "If you were here last time, you would definitely risk your life to save me."

Regarding this, Yang Jun would not doubt that none of the people around him were greedy for life and would sacrifice their lives to save others at the critical moment.

Speaking of this matter, Yang Jun became very angry.

After the assassination, everyone who knew Yang Jun, whether they were friends, colleagues, relatives, or neighbors, all came to visit him afterwards. Except for his second uncle Yang Dong and his second mother Qin Xiuzhi, they didn't even ask. If you can't come, you can't come anyway. Just give me a call to say hello. It’s been a month now and I haven’t asked.

Since the second uncle Yang Dong was transferred to the commune, the relationship between the two families has become further and further apart. The second uncle is very addicted to officialdom. He is immersed in intrigues and intrigues every day. He has no time to care about others, let alone the second mother Qin Xiuzhi. After that incident, he never talked to them again and treated them as enemies, as if he was afraid that the incident would be publicized.

The reason why Yang Jun was angry was because they were so ungrateful. Without Yang Jun, would they have been able to have such smooth sailing?
If it weren't for Yang Jun, who would people know him?
If it weren't for Yang Jun, why would anyone promote an illiterate old peasant?
Being a human being requires gratitude.

Yang Junnian didn't care about his second uncle's family because they had taken care of his grandfather for decades.

However, brothers Yang Anguo and Yang Anbang are still good. After that incident, the two of them were busy and tried their best to help deal with the family affairs, which saved Yang Jun a lot of worry.

"Today, don't mention anything unpleasant. Let's do one thing, and that is hunting."

Yang Jun took off the gun from his back, pulled the bolt, raised his hand and fired.

The gunshot sounded and a pheasant fell to the ground.

"Brother, you are still awesome."

Ma Juzi gave a heartfelt thumbs up.

"That's bullshit."

Yang Jun curled his lips and said: "I think back then, I killed three enemies with one shot, but now... I'm old."

Putting aside his strength, Yang Jun cannot compare with his former self at all. Now he is completely cheating in exams without any technical skills. Unlike before, he was really good and every skill is his own. Earned with blood and sweat.

"That's pretty awesome. If I can train as well as you in this life, it will be worth it."

"Hey, no matter how good your personal skills are, what's the use? It's just empty talk in the face of absolute power."

He felt deeply about this sentence, just like the last time he encountered an assassination. If he hadn't relied on space to cheat, Yang Jun, no matter how powerful he was, would not have been able to kill so many enemies.

It's not worth mentioning.

"Okay, let's not talk about these sad topics anymore. We only do one thing today, hunting."

"Yes, hunting."

Afterwards, several people picked up the prey and continued heading into the mountains.

It's June and July now, and the woods are dense. A few rays of sunlight can faintly fall on the ground through the gaps in the branches overhead, and the surrounding visibility is less than 15 meters.

Occasionally, a few frightened birds flew over, causing everyone to panic.

Now that we are getting closer to the animal habitat, Yang Jun ordered no more shooting from now on, and then everyone stopped to eat something before leaving.

Everyone sat together, opened their backpacks, and took out the food they brought from home. The old bread they baked themselves tasted hard and dry, and they ate it with water from the kettle.

"Xiaowu, come here and have something to eat."

Yang Jun found that everyone was eating, and only Xiaowu was lying there holding a spear, staring straight ahead without blinking.

Xiaowu was so engrossed that he didn't hear Yang Jun's words.

Yang Anguo picked up the lumps of dirt on the ground and wanted to throw them away, but was stopped by Yang Jun.

"Leave him alone and let him practice."

This is the feeling of entering the state. Yang Junfa knows it very well. It is often at this time that marksmanship can make great progress.

Xiao Wu was still lying there motionless. Yang Jun felt very relieved when he saw this scene and turned around to glare at Sun Zhaocai.

Sun Zhaocai was happily eating bread, but Yang Jun stared at him inexplicably.

"Hey, Uncle Yang, if you don't want to eat, I'll help you."

This guy is just a walking mess. After finishing eating the old bread in his bag, he started to eye the bread in Yang Jun's hand.

Yang Jun rolled his eyes at him, and then threw the whole piece of bread directly to him.

Then he put his hand into the satchel, and with a thought, when he took it out, there was a piece of donkey meat on fire.

"Well, it smells so good."

Yang Jun took a hard bite, the aroma filled his taste buds, and meat oil flowed from the corners of his mouth.

When everyone saw this, they suddenly felt that the old bread in their hands was no longer fragrant, and they all stared at him.

"Brother, give me one."

Yang Anguo drooled at the corner of his mouth and began to rummage through Yang Jun's satchel.

When Yang Jun saw this, he simply gave him his backpack.

"Ah, there's only one copy?"

Yang Anguo returned the backpack to him in frustration.

"Brother, you are a big leader. You can't lead the way, share joys and sorrows with the people. How can you eat alone?"

Yang Anguo began to complain.

Yang Jun rolled his eyes: "There is another portion in the bag, who do you blame if you don't eat it?"

"You're lying to a kid. I rummaged through the bag, but there's nothing there."

Yang Anguo kicked Yang Jun's shoulder bag in disgust.

"If you don't believe it, pull it down."

Not to mention Yang Anguo didn't believe it, even Ma Juzi and the others didn't believe it either.

Yang Anguo was born in the year of the cat. If he couldn't find it, it would really be gone.

Yang Jun finished the donkey meat and burned it in two mouthfuls, and drank two mouthfuls of cold water, which smoothed his throat.

Then he picked up his satchel and took out another piece of donkey meat to burn.

"Hey, what a ghost." Yang Anguo snatched Yang Jun's satchel and turned it over carefully. There was nothing there except some sundries.

"Brother, how did you change it?"

Yang Jun gave him a hygiene ball: "I told you, there is another one in the bag, don't you believe you blame me?"

"It was obviously not there just now."

"That's why you're blind."

"Brother, I'm not a child anymore. There's obviously nothing in there."

Yang Anguo was almost driven crazy by Yang Jun. If it hadn't been for broad daylight, he would have thought he had seen a ghost.

"I'm going to say there's another one in the bag, do you believe it?" Yang Jun suppressed a smile.

"If you don't believe it, I won't believe it even if you kill me."

"You are blind, but you still don't believe me."

Yang Jun turned back to Ma Juzi and said, "Juzi, there's another one in the bag for you."

Ma Juzi didn't say anything, but snatched the satchel from Yang Anguo's hand, flipped it through twice, and found a portion of still-steaming donkey meat that was burned.

"An Guo, I'm right. It seems you are really blind."

Ma Juzi held the donkey meat over the fire and ate it.

"Damn it, it's obviously not there."

Yang Anguo looked at the bag as if he had seen a ghost.

At this moment, he really wondered if he was blind because he couldn't see such a large piece of donkey meat being burned.

Seeing Yang Jun and Ma Juzi eating donkey meat and burning it, Sun Zhaocai grabbed the satchel and rummaged through it carefully.

Yang Jun saw this scene and suppressed his laughter.

"Okay, stop looking for it, it's really gone this time."

He can no longer use the space. He can deceive Yang Anguo, but it will definitely not work to deceive Ma Juzi.

It's easy to explain that one person is blind, but it can't be that both people are blind.

Even if he wasn't blind, it would be impossible for such a small bag to hold so much donkey meat for burning. Yang Jun couldn't fool everyone.

"Brother, I want to eat meat too."

Yang Anguo looked at the old bread in his hand and felt that it no longer tasted good at all.

"Nu, eat."

Yang Jun kicked the pheasant he had just beaten to him.

Yang Anguo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and he tore off a few feathers from the pheasant in a panic.

"It's not that bullying."

When everyone heard this, they laughed secretly.

"boom!"

A gunshot was heard, and Yang Chengwu ran out like a cheetah.

Not far away, a wave of green waves blew by, and countless prey ran wildly against the ground.

"Damn it, you've entered a goat's nest."

Yang Anguo screamed, grabbed his spear and rushed over.

Seeing this, Yang Jun and Ma Juzi quickly followed with guns in hand.

"Surround us on the left and right, and the distance between the front and back should not exceed ten meters to avoid accidental injury."

Yang Jun roared and commanded the battle.

Then, he pulled the gun bolt and raised his hand to shoot.

"boom!"

A fat wild goat fell down.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Yang Anguo and the others also started shooting freely.

Yang Chengwu was the first to run out. When he saw the wild goat running towards a depression, he quickly took a shortcut to intercept it.

"Xiaowu, stay to the left to intercept, don't change direction casually."

Yang Jun shouted loudly.

This is the most basic battlefield roundabout tactic. Yang Anguo, Ma Juzi, and Sun Zhaocai all know it. They have all received professional training. As long as they intercept according to the training methods, they will not accidentally hurt their own people. If Yang Chengwu does not understand the tactics If so, you may get accidentally injured if you swerve around.

"Juzi, you chase him from the right with your fortune, Anguo, you go to the left, between me."

Yang Jun made a casual arrangement and chased after him with a gun.

The few people didn't say anything and chased after Yang Jun according to the route instructed.

They chased and fired.

"Bang! Bang!..."

With the gunshot, a wild goat must have fallen to the ground.

There are so many wild goats in this group, there are hundreds of them. They are social animals, advancing and retreating together. Even if they escape, they still gather together in a swarm, which just gives Yang Jun and the others an opportunity to take advantage of.

"Bang! Bang!"

Yang Jun killed two wild goats with two consecutive shots.

However, two legs cannot run as fast as four legs, and they can no longer be seen after a few hundred meters.

"Xiao Wu, are you okay?"

Yang Jun rushed over and saw Xiao Wu holding a baby goat that was only a few months old in his arms.

"Daddy, I'm fine. Look, I caught one alive."

Xiaowu held the little goat tightly in his arms, as if he was afraid it would run away.

"Why did you catch it? Let it go."

Hunters have a rule that they do not kill pregnant animals, nor do they kill newborns. When encountering this situation, they usually release them to ensure the reproduction of animals.

"I don't, I want to take it back to Xiaoliu to play with."

Looking at this crazy girl-protecting maniac, Yang Jun smiled bitterly and shook his head.

As long as you don't kill him, that's fine.

Xiaoliu has a withdrawn personality, so it would be a good idea to find something for him to do so that she doesn't have to sit alone in a daze.

"Okay, let's bring it to Xiaoliu to play with."

Yang Jun turned back to Yang Anguo and said, "Anguo, help Xiao Wu."

"Okay, brother."

After speaking, Yang Anguo pulled out a dagger, cut the bark of the tree, twisted it into a hemp rope, and helped Yang Chengwu tie up the lamb.

This time the harvest was quite rich.

Eight goats were hunted, and each goat weighed at least eighty pounds, so the total must have weighed five to six hundred kilograms.

This was another fruitful trip. Everyone knew that it was better to bite off more than they could chew, so they immediately decided to go back home.

Just like before, first cut a branch, then fix it with a hemp rope, and then drag it back with the branch.

The eight wild goats weighed five to six thousand kilograms. Fortunately, these people were all strong men, especially Sun Zhaocai, who could hold up two of them. They walked out of the mountain while pulling and carrying them.

Following the mark left when we came, we were out of the forest in less than three hours.

Several people left the goats on the roadside and sat on the ground to replenish energy.

This time I came out very well prepared. Not only did I bring a lot of dry food, but I also brought a lot of fruits.

A few rough guys rubbed the apples on themselves and ate them directly.

At this time, tourists coming down from the Great Wall gathered around and pointed at the wild goats on the ground.

"Comrade, do you want to sell the goat or not? Give me one."

At this time, a man in his 50s said.

This man's identity was unusual at first glance. He was wearing a short-sleeved white shirt, black Deliang pants, and large leather shoes. Next to him were two people holding briefcases.

These three people looked like cadres of a certain unit. They were used to being arrogant. When they spoke, their noses always turned up.

"Not for sale."

Sun Zhaocai said angrily, "I don't have enough to eat."

The middle-aged cadre pointed at the goats all over the ground and said, "Young man, there are so many goats and there's not enough to eat? You can't finish all the goats, so give me one."

"If you say it won't be sold, it won't be sold. Why are you so verbose?"

Every time I hunt, I never have the habit of selling it. No matter how many prey I have, I eat them all myself.

Besides, there are so many people in the family, there are dozens of families, each person shares a little, eats a little more, and the rest is marinated, which is enough to last for several months.

Moreover, Sun Zhaocai is a foodie, and if he wants him to give up the delicious food in his mouth, unless the person speaking is Yang Jun, it won't work even if the King of Heaven comes.

After being rejected twice, the three people couldn't stand it anymore.

At this time, a young cadre next to the middle-aged man said: "Young man, I advise you to sell one to us, otherwise..."

After saying that, he stared at Yang Jun and the others with unkind eyes.

"Otherwise what?"

Sun Zhaocai was a bit naive, but he could tell that these people had bad intentions.

"Otherwise, we will arrest you for stealing prey. When the time comes, all these prey will be confiscated. I advise you to give us one obediently, otherwise we will lose both our lives and our wealth."

Yang Jun listened at the side and snorted coldly but said nothing.

He wanted to see where these three short-sighted guys came from and dared to stroke a tiger's beard.

Let’s not talk about the identities of Yang Jun and the others. Judging from the few guns in their hands, they must not be ordinary people. Since they still dare to provoke them, unless the three people in front of them...

Either his back is very hard, or he doesn't know how to live or die.

Obviously, they belong to the former. They are also in the workplace. They can definitely guess that Yang Jun and the others have extraordinary status, but they still dare to fight hard, which shows that they are confident.

Yang Jun signaled Ma Juzi and the others not to talk, leaving the situation to Sun Zhaocai, a fool.

"Oh, I'm so scared, I'm so scared."

Sun Zhaocai made an exaggerated expression, and then said with a straight face: "Come on, come on, I won't give it to you today, let's see what you can do to me."

"Young man, I advise you not to make a mistake. Do you know who this person is in front of you?"

Seeing that he could no longer scare him, the young cadre began to threaten him instead.

"I don't care who you are, no matter how high-ranking he is, can he still be as big as my uncle?" Sun Zhaocai weighed the gun in his hand and said.

"Oh, who is your uncle?"

People in the workplace are very sensitive to this information, for fear of offending the big boss they can't afford to offend.

"Well, that's my uncle."

Sun Zhaocai pointed at the imageless Yang Jundao sitting on the ground.

(End of this chapter)