Siheyuan: One Hundred Thousand Dead Men At The Beginning, The Beasts Are Paralyzed

Yang Ping watched the last workshop director leave.

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Finally, the people were selected, and there were more than a dozen workshops, and the dead soldiers all had people in their early 200s.

The workshop director arranged to send the person over tomorrow.

Yang Ping felt a little stressed just thinking about it.

Fortunately, these people are his dead soldiers, and they are more obedient, otherwise some people are not convinced by him, and it is really difficult to deal with this matter.

He took a look here and found that there was nothing wrong, so he told Lu Shuitian and went back to the R&D department by himself.

When he came to the R&D department, Yang Ping came to the parts manufacturing area and began to polish the parts of the new pistol.

The blueprints have been designed before, thinking that I have time now, I made a pistol and put it in the system space. If there is any need, I can take it out immediately.

The pistol parts are not complicated, and in the hands of an eighth-level fitter, he can finish it in less than half an hour.

Yang Ping took the parts back to the office to assemble.

A semi-automatic pistol similar to the M19 "053" 11 appeared, pulled out the sleeve, tried to shoot, and found that the effect was not bad.

He put the pistol into the system space, then wrote a note and put it on the black mouse's things.

"Black Rat, buy me six rows of bullets!"

That's really what's on the note.

Now that there is a pistol, the only thing missing is the ammunition. There are gun sellers in the black market, just let the black mouse buy it. No one knows how to buy ammunition better than him.

Yang Ping got up and left the office.

The matter of the bullet is not in a hurry, and the black mouse will do it when it sees it, so he is not worried.

When he saw that it was about the same time, he went to the workshop to have a look, made some adjustments for the transformation team, and then returned to the compound after get off work.

Back to the compound, cooking, eating, washing and resting as usual, nothing changed from before.

The compound is relatively quiet now, nothing happened, except the Liu family who is anxious to find Liu Guangqi, everyone else is as usual.

When Yang Ping finished washing, he glanced at the system space.

Seeing that there were six rows of bullets inside, he smiled lightly, and knew that the black mouse was doing things very efficiently.

He took out the gun and bullets from the system space, put them on for a look, and found that there was no problem, then put them back into the system space.

The gunshots are too loud, and it is not suitable for use in the compound. To avoid being reported by others, it is not too late to find a place where there is no one and practice shooting well.

After that, he went to rest.

time flies.

In a blink of an eye, it was midnight.

Yang Ping got up from the bed, saw that there was no one outside the compound, then climbed out of the window, climbed over the wall and left the compound.

Take the bike out and ride away on the bike.

This time, he plans to go to Chaoyang Black Market to have a look.

He thought about expanding the scope of the black market before, but he failed to implement it. Tonight, he will go to the Chaoyang black market to have a look. If he can take it down, he can make more money.

Otherwise, it would be too slow to rely on a black market.

The Chaoyang Black Market is farther away, and it usually takes half an hour to get there.

On the other hand, the speed of Yang Ping is astonishing. You can have night vision in the dark, and it only takes about ten minutes to get there.

The Chaoyang black market is similar to the Dongdan black market, and there are guards here.

It is said that a stall charges 10 cents a night, and there are more than 200 stalls in a black market. It costs at least 20 yuan a night, and more than 600 yuan a month. No one will give up this sweet pastry.

Yang Ping came to a place where no one was around, put his bicycle into the system space, and walked into the Chaoyang black market.

The Chaoyang Black Market is different from the Dongdan Black Market. It is a large square with many stalls lined up in rows and alleys in all directions, making it easy for everyone to escape.

It is also a good place to enter to do business and set up a stall, and to retreat through the alley to escape.

He wandered around here and found a lot of dead men, but he didn't find that the local snakes in the black market were dead men, which made him somewhat helpless [it will take some effort to win this black market.

Yang Ping questioned the dead man, and learned that the name of the local snake in the Chaoyang black market is Zhu Laosan, but his address is unknown. He usually collects money from his subordinates, and no one here has seen him.

"It's quite mysterious!"

He couldn't help muttering.

There was no other way but to wait until the person who collected the money came, and then followed him to Laosan Zhu.

Yang Ping found a dead man's stall to sit down, chatted and waited for someone to come to collect the stall fee.

Not long after.

A foolish young man came out, with a money bag pinned to his waist and a gun pinned to the side, with a very arrogant attitude.

"Give me the money! Give me the money! Hurry up!"

he urged.

Brother Jin, here's the money!"

When everyone saw him coming, they took out a dime and handed it to him without any hesitation.

"Comrade Yang, this person is responsible for collecting money, nicknamed 'money bag', because of his family Ba Jinyu.

The dead man introduced Yang Ping.

He also quickly took out the money and sent it to the money bag.

"Money bag!"

Yang Ping couldn't help muttering, the name is quite interesting.

However, this person was carrying a money bag, and his surname was Jin, so it was indeed appropriate to be called a money bag.

He was sitting here not in a hurry, but waiting for the money bag to leave, and he would catch up later, so as not to attract attention.

Soon, the money bag took all the money from all the stalls, and then left slowly.

Yang Ping did not hesitate, and took steps to keep up with the pace.

Along with him, there was another person. This person was dressed in black, even the hat was black. From head to toe, it was wrapped airtight. Only a pair of eyes were exposed, making it impossible to tell the gender... .....

"Um!"

Yang Ping noticed it all at once.

Among the crowd, only this person behaved similarly to his own, and he could tell that this person was a woman, a woman with good skills "acting very fast.

This kind of woman is not like Ma Xiaoling who relies on strength alone, but has undergone professional training, and her walking steps are relatively light and her speed is very fast.

Yang Ping can tell that this woman is not simple, and her goal is also to go for the money bag.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but slow down a bit, and let's see what this woman wants to do.

that's all.

The money bag dangles in the front, the woman in black walks behind, and Yang Ping follows at the end, which is quite like a praying mantis catching a cicada and an oriole behind.

In a blink of an eye, the money bag left the black market.

The woman in black followed blatantly, but kept a certain distance and hung behind.

Yang Ping followed behind her.

He looked at it silently, the method of this woman's stalking was also very professional, and he didn't know why.

The money bag in front is not noticeable.

But the anti-tracking ability is good, he circled left and right in the alley, and then disappeared, as if he had never been there.

The face of the woman in black couldn't help but change.

But she moved on and began to search for the place where the money bag disappeared.

"Under the ground!"

Yang Ping muttered.

He saw it just now. The money bag lifted the cement cover and went directly into the ground. The cement cover was firmly on the hole, and the seams were tight. The person just disappeared out of thin air.

And the cement cover is similar to the manhole cover, but it is not so obvious in the dark, and it is difficult for ordinary people to notice.

Judging from the woman's demeanor, 0.0, she has tracked the money bag many times, but every time she couldn't find a clue in this place, it made her a little anxious.

"Run away again!"

The woman in black couldn't find her, so she was so annoyed that she tore off her mask and smashed it on the concrete cover on the ground.

"Song Hongling!"

Yang Ping was shocked when he saw the face of the woman in black.

This is the heroine of the dawn battle, a female agent. No wonder this woman is so skilled, she was originally an agent.

Not to mention, this Song Hongling is very beautiful, with a height of 1.65 meters and a good figure. In future generations, she will be a big star.

"Um!"

Song Hongling didn't notice Yang Ping behind her. She was about to pick up the mask on the ground, but she suddenly realized that the ground was different from other places, and there were still a few finger holes.

There was a look of sudden realization in her eyes.

At this moment, she understood everything, knowing that there is an underground passage here, and the money bag left from the ground.