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Chapter 180: Make enough money in the dark and release corpse poison
Fortunately, the weather was beautiful tonight, dark clouds covered the moon, and there were no stars. Following the dark night, He Xiu moved his magic walk from the dark corner and successfully entered the dark corner of the warehouse yard.

The two sentries outside the warehouse were drowsy leaning against the [-] big cover. It looked like they were tightly guarded, but in fact it was just a show. It was not much better inside, and the patrol team was just going through the motions.

It's easy to kill someone yourself, but at the very least you have to go into the warehouse and empty the things yourself.

After calculating the time of the patrol team, they found that they patrolled once an hour. In fact, their so-called patrols were just checking in at various sentry posts. They were not as vigilant as they imagined.

An hour, it doesn't take that long for me at all, it only takes about 5 minutes to go back and forth.

Looking at the entrance of the ground pot, the two Japs had just changed their shift. The two new dwarfs had just changed their posts. They hugged the [-]-year-old Gai, leaned against the wall and closed their eyes.

Shaoshi, Murata Kojiro, came here to be gilded because of family connections. He has already become an officer in his junior year. With this resume, it should be a comfort to be transferred back.

Today he was on duty, living in the warehouse, with twenty little devils, performing vigilance tasks such as changing the sentry at the entrance of the warehouse and preventing internal fires.

For him, these are all superficial efforts. After all, the warships of the Flower Kingdom can't reach here, and the guerrillas can't reach here either. The innocent queen just got up to pee, and then continued to do it in his dream. That dream I had to talk about with my stepmother.

Opening the door with sleepy eyes, I felt a chill in the arteries on both sides of my neck. I was stabbed by something on the fifth rib of my left chest. Before I could even cry out in pain, my vision went black and I didn't know anything anymore.

He Xiu held a dagger in his hand. It was Chen Yulou's little magic sword. It was indeed extremely sharp.

He opened the door and walked in gently. The room was not big. There was a neat row of [-] covers and various equipment placed against the wall next to the door. They were not messy at all. Whether an army had combat effectiveness depends on the internal affairs. It can be seen.

Looking at the neat appearance, you can see how strict the Japanese training is for the army.

He probably thought there was no danger here, so the Japanese sleeping on the bed were very heavy.

Cover the mouth of the nearest Japs, follow the old rules, slash your heart in a circle, and then slash your throat to prevent any unexpected movement. Who knows if anyone has a crooked heart.

Of course there was no accident. Smelling the smell of blood in the air, when He Xiu came out again, the quilts and equipment inside, and even their ghosts, had been cleaned up by He Xiu.

Three rooms in a row were the same, each one was filled with the violent corpse king poison. After I left, it was time for these guys to get up. The poison is so strong that you don't have to wait for a few hours to stare at them in 10 minutes. Pretending to be a corpse with dead fish eyes.

Light a cigarette, use up your mana, and open the warehouse door. This is not difficult. After all, it is not a front line. There is no particularly hard steel door. It is even just a lock on the door to prevent a gentleman from being a villain.

A warehouse is more than 100 steps long and about 2000 steps wide. There are three warehouses like this. Because it is underground, you can feel a chill.There are probably more than [-] tons of various firearms and ammunition in total, as well as some military supplies such as cotton clothes and cans. The main thing here is arms.

He Xiu was very satisfied with the harvest here. According to the news he heard during the day, there were two more warehouses like this nearby. So he just served them all at once. The next time, it would not be as smooth as today. After all, it would be a complete waste to do it today. Caught them off guard.

The next time, maybe the Onmyoji will set up a reminder formation. As long as he touches it, it will attract a lot of pursuers.

When he came to the door, he didn't think much about it. After all, he still had two places to go.

We just boarded the sky and left, following the dark night, to the pier where the sound of waves crashed. This was a temporary warehouse used to distribute supplies. You could say anything.

In order to hold back their ultimate move, the Japanese mainland was also overloaded, working overtime every day to produce various military supplies, which were continuously transported to the Kwantung Army via steel giants on the sea.

Even many Japanese farmers were transported here in order to let them take root and cultivate the land and infiltrate using the method of boiling frogs in warm water. This is also a kind of invasion.Their results are quite good, otherwise there would be no such thing as Fengqing Street in the future.

The temporary warehouse at the dock has everything in it, including gas masks, kettles, firearms, mortars, field artillery, ammunition, quilts, cotton clothes, cans, medicines, military equipment, gasoline, and even three-wheeled motorcycles!

In the end, the He Xiu Space Warehouse couldn't be packed in. What should I do if I couldn't take it away? It was the Japs' stuff anyway, so I simply lit a few fires and burned it.There's nothing to feel bad about. It can't reach your own pocket anyway.

This was also a heavy blow to the Japanese. Most of their materials and raw materials were imported. They were bought with money. After production, they were sent across the ocean and finally burned by this fire. All of this was It was all in vain. Regarding this aspect, He Xiu felt that it should be no less than a victory!
After seeing that dawn had arrived and hearing the explosion at the dock behind him, He Xiujie smiled and quickly evacuated, waiting to leave the city.

Going all the way north, sleeping day and night, they clearly felt that there were a lot of reconnaissance planes in the sky in the past two days. With such a large amount of supplies disappearing, they naturally felt that it would require a lot of manpower to transport it. With their limited cognition, they didn't know. There is such a thing as a space warehouse in this world.

Their practitioners also do not have such magical weapons and spells.So they concluded that this was a long-planned attack by an insider. The problem was that there were zombies. The warehouse closely guarded by [-] people was full of monsters that were howling and wanting to eat people.

Entering the winning gate, it was another rainy day, with lightning and thunder in the sky. He Xiu was very adaptable to this environment. He was not a thunder calamist with special abilities, so he did not need to worry about being struck by lightning. Who made him a thunder cultivator? Of!

After arriving at Bai's house, he thanked them for their help, and then left for the north to look for the Xuanmen organization near Daxing'an.

Bai Shanshan did not go out, but sat on a small stool next to the door of the house, with a sighing expression on his face, a cloud of sadness covering his whole face, and a cigarette stick in the corner of his mouth.

Seeing how troubled he was, not even knowing that he had come in, He Xiuye ​​asked happily. : "Hey, fellow Taoist Bai, what's wrong with you looking so sad? I saw you sighing from all the way."

(End of this chapter)