Stocking up for the end of the world: Erha took me and my best friend to become well-off

The hairs all over Yang Qing's body stood up.

"Put your hands up!"

Yang Qing didn't struggle and raised her hands obediently.

"Drop the gun!"

Yang Qing opened his hands and did not throw away the gun. His finger was still on the trigger, and the gun spun around and hung in his hand.

The person behind her held the back of Yang Qing's head with one hand and reached for the gun she had loaded with the other. The moment they made contact, Yang Qing held the person's hand with her backhand and threw the person directly into the space with a thought.

Her head suddenly became dizzy. For only a second or two, Yang Qing shook her head and stood still.

This was the first time she had put a living person into the space. She had brought Lu Lin and the hamster in before, so they were fine.

This time, people were thrown in like objects, that's why there was such a big reaction.

But that person probably won't survive.

In that experiment, the hamster died in a second. Now Yang Qing did not dare to take it lightly. He waited for a full minute before throwing the person out again.

The person is completely dead.

Yang Qing still stabbed him in the neck with a blade because blood was still flowing out just after he died.

Yang Qing was relieved.

The reason why she dared to come alone was to occupy her own space, but she was indeed careless just now, and she must be more careful in the future.

Yang Qing looked at the man's hand and saw that what was pressed against the back of his head was indeed a gun. It was just a homemade gun. It was not as lethal as a real gun, but it was still fatal at such a close distance.

Yang Qing put away the soil gun.

Then he picked up his gun and scanned the rooms one by one to see if any fish had slipped through the net.

Don't believe everything the guy in green clothes says.

There were some scattered foods in the room, and Yang Qing put them into the space one by one.

When he kicked open the last storage room, he saw an old man inside. His hands and feet were tied with ropes, and his mouth was stuffed with cloth. He saw Yang Qing making a whining sound.

Yang Qing took the cloth away from the man's mouth and asked, "Who are you?"

"I, I am the owner of this farmhouse." The old man was a little frightened. "I have been taking care of my farmhouse some time ago and was preparing to open it during the summer vacation. Who knew that it suddenly rained heavily and I was stuck on the mountain and could not go down, so I had to stay. it's here."

"They broke in a few days ago and tied me up. They searched for my things everywhere. I prepared so many things, but they ruined them." The old man looked distressed.

"Comrade, you are the police, it's great that you are here, we must arrest them all!"

Yang Qing looked at the old man coldly, "I killed them all!"

"What?" The old man's pupils shrank, "That, that's great, they deserve it, they are definitely not good people, just kill them."

"Comrade, can you help me untie the rope? My legs are almost useless after being tied for a few days."

Yang Qing did not move, "When did they come?"

"Yes..." The old man lowered his head, as if thinking, "It was the day before yesterday, no, it should have been the day before yesterday, three or four days ago."

Yang Qing's gun was immediately pressed against the old man's forehead. Cold sweat flowed down the old man's face and he stammered: "You, what are you doing?"

"I'm not a policeman, and I'm not a good person either!" Yang Qing said coldly.

"You..." the old man was taken aback, "Little sister, I'm not a bad person. If you let me go, I can give you supplies. I know where there are more."

"Really?" Yang Qing had no expression on his face. He took out a few zip ties from his bag and tied the old man's hands and feet tightly several times. The old man's expression changed again and again. "Little sister, what are you doing? I'll give you everything. No, I'll even give you the farmhouse. I don't want it anymore. Can you let me go?" The old man was about to cry.

Yang Qing was indifferent, "You just said you still have supplies hidden, where are they?"

"Here, let me think about it..." The old man subconsciously took two steps back, "There is a basement under the firewood in the kitchen. I hid all the supplies there. It was originally used for the farmhouse. I put it there without fear of being caught. steal."

Yang Qing sneered, grabbed the old man's collar and threw it to the side. There was a small cabinet where he retreated. When he opened the cabinet, there was some rice, noodles and salt inside.

Look closely at the bottom of the cabinet and see signs of movement.

Yang Qing moved the small cabinet. There was a board underneath and a pit under the board. There was a tin box in the pit.

Opening the lid of the tin box, a box full of gold bars was placed inside.

"I'll fight with you!" The old man suddenly rushed over. Yang Qing dodged and inserted a dagger into the old man's stomach.

The old man vomited blood and looked at Yang Qing with a look of dissatisfaction on his face, "How did you see that?"

Yang Qing sneered, "You think you made it up perfectly, but you have too many flaws."

"You said they came the day before yesterday, but looking at your residence, it doesn't look like they have lived here for only three or four days. The food and the garbage thrown on the ground must be at least five or six days old."

"And those people just now are all desperate people, but they have good looks, which shows that their lives are not very good. But you are neatly dressed and have a fair face. You are living better than anyone else."

"Even in prison, you are still their boss, right? The so-called boss just now was just a substitute you used to cover yourself."

"Also, the knots you tied yourself may not be visible to most people, but the knots you tied are different from those tied by others. Although you also tied a tight knot, the strength of others' ties is different from the one you tied. .”

"Your hands have been tied, which restricts your movements. Even if you tie the knot, it can't be tied tightly. Is it because you are in a hurry?"

The old man's pupils shrank sharply. He noticed someone coming in and reacted quickly, but he didn't expect that she would see it.

"Who are you?" The old man gritted his teeth.

"It doesn't matter who you are. What's important is that I am the one who killed you." Yang Qing sneered.

"You, don't kill me. I have a secret to tell you. If you contribute this secret, you will definitely get a huge benefit. Come closer..."

Yang Qing sneered, "Not interested!"

He raised the dagger and stabbed the old man's heart again. The old man's eyes widened and he fell down.

Yang Qing wiped the dagger on his body, put the gold bars into the space, and put away everything in the storage room.

Back in the living room, the person on the pillar was still awake.

Yang Qing took a look and saw that this man had pretty regular features, but he was beaten a little badly.

The man in green clothes said he was a prison guard. Yang Qing didn't believe it completely. Without putting him down, he took a bottle of mineral water from his bag, held the man's mouth and drank it.

"Cough, cough..."

The man choked awake and was surprised to see the woman in front of him, "Who are you?"

The man's voice was hoarse, probably because he hadn't drank water for a long time.

Seeing the man lying on the ground, his pupils shrank, "Did you kill him?"

"You hurry up, there's not just one of them, there are five or six of them. If you don't leave and wait for them to come back, you won't be able to leave."

Yang Qing chuckled, "It doesn't matter, I killed all those people!"

The man looked in disbelief, "You killed them all? Who are you?"