In the quiet night, only a slight "click" was heard, and the guys on the ground let out a terrible howl of pain, and the bodies of several other guys who fell to the ground and pretended to be dead also shook a few times.

Yang Ling walked to the other front and stepped on his calf.

"Don't step on it, don't step on it, we'll give money!" the guy immediately opened his eyes in horror and shouted.

"Very good!" Yang Ling moved his feet away, and at this time, several people on the ground sat up one after another.

Ten minutes later, Yang Ling looked at a few guys with drooping heads and said, "There are still nine thousand, send them over tomorrow morning!" Otherwise, you will regret that your parents didn't give you a few more brothers and sisters!"

Seeing seven or eight motorcycles disappear into the street, he handed the boss a pile of bits and pieces in his hand, which was estimated to be more than a thousand dollars, and then left after a few words of comfort, he walked to a secluded place, unfolded his mind and observed, and in a flash, the person disappeared into the night.

A few minutes later, he stood outside a dilapidated small courtyard in the suburbs, at this time his mind showed the situation in the courtyard, there were several motorcycles parked in the courtyard, two mud squares next to each other, several men in the room were humming and chirping together, in addition to a few Uyghurs just now, there was also a bearded middle-aged man, at this time he was very dissatisfied waving his hand and scolding loudly, but it was all in Uyghur language, he couldn't understand it, after a while, the bearded man lifted a floor in the corner, dragged out a bag from it, and after opening it, he took out a few pistols, and even two grenades。

Yang Ling couldn't help but be a little surprised, he didn't expect that this place couldn't help but be chaotic, and it had reached the point of a flood of guns, he thought for a while, used the wind control technique and fell into the courtyard quietly, and then kicked open the door and jumped in, only to hear a few "bang" sounds from the room, and then there was no movement.

At this time, several people in the room were knocked unconscious, Yang Ling looked around and walked to the hole in the corner of the wall and probed it with his divine sense, and couldn't help but be startled, there were several big bags piled up inside, and one was opened casually, not only a pistol, but also a submachine gun shotgun grenade, and then opened one, all of which were bullets, and even a long wooden box at the bottom, after opening it, there was a bazooka lying inside, which couldn't help but make a slight cold sweat break out on his forehead, if these weapons are equipped with at least a platoon of firepower, are these people not just gangsters who collect protection money？

Thinking of this, Yang Ling turned around and walked to the bearded man, stretched out his hand and patted him on the chest, after a while, the bearded man slowly opened his eyes, he saw Yang Ling was taken aback, turned over and rolled to the side and reached out to touch it in his arms, Yang Ling ignored him, only to see that he quickly took out a pistol, aimed at Yang Ling with a hideous face and pulled the trigger.

Yang Ling looked at him playfully, but the bearded man's face was flushed at this time, no matter how hard he tried, his hand seemed to be firmly tied by something, and he couldn't pull the trigger, Yang Ling reached out and took the pistol, pinched it with his hand, and the pistol was pinched into a lump by him like dough, and then fell to the ground.

"¥#%......" The bearded ghost screamed, turned around and ran out of the door like a ghost, Yang Ling flicked his fingers, and with a "poof" sound, the bearded leg was weak, and he hit the door frame and rolled to the ground.

Yang Ling walked over slowly, squatted down and stared at him, "What do you want to do with so many weapons?"

“￥#%……#amp;” The bearded man said a few words, but Yang Ling didn't understand a word, so he touched his chin and said to himself: "It's estimated that it's a terrorist, it's better to kill it!"

The bearded body shook and hurriedly said in Chinese: "Don't kill me, who are you?"

"Hehe, I thought you didn't know Chinese? Well, it's good to be able to communicate!" Yang Ling grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth in the dim light, and his beard trembled in fright.

"Let me ask you where these weapons came from, and what do you want to do?" Yang Ling stared at him.

"These weapons are smuggled over, I'm just a businessman, don't kill me!" The bearded man kicked his legs and tried to get up, no matter how hard he tried, his legs couldn't move at all, so he looked at Yang Ling in horror and said.

Yang Ling nodded and put away the control spell and said, "Do you still have weapons hidden elsewhere, don't lie to me, otherwise you will die a miserable death!"

"No, no, this shipment has just arrived, and it's all here!" said the bearded man at once.

"Okay, trust you!" Yang Ling stood up with a slight smile, the beard immediately got up, and before he could stand firmly, Yang Ling poked a finger at his neck, the beard rolled his eyes, and fell down softly again.

Yang Ling said to himself: "Lao Tzu believes that you are a mallet, with such a big beard, you are either a terrorist or a descendant of ****, you can't tell a lie!"

He walked around the room, finding no other hiding place, so he put the bazooka and two submachine guns and some bullets into the ring.

When he returned to the inn, the kind innkeeper was still sitting at the door waiting for him, and when he saw him come in, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You are lucky, there was a group of motorcyclists in the street just now." ”

Yang Ling thanked him a few words and went upstairs to rest.

The next day, sure enough, it wasn't until four o'clock in the afternoon that Wei Zilong found him, looking at his unkempt appearance, Yang Ling smiled and said, "What's wrong with Mr. Wei? Could it be that you went to fight a field battle with the female bandits in the desert?"

Wei Zilong said bitterly: "Damn, the wind and sand are too big, and the shuttle bus was almost blown over."

Yang Ling said in surprise: "It's so difficult to walk?"

"It's not just hard to walk, it's so hard to walk, and it's been a few hours of pushing on the road, but it's okay, I'm finally alive! If it weren't for the few gems of yours, I wouldn't have bothered to come to this place where birds don't. Wei Zilong said with bitter water.

"Mr. Wei, don't complain! Maybe you have gained a lot this time?" Yang Ling said and took out a green gem and threw it to him and said, "Pay you a little deposit first, so that you can rest assured!"

Wei Zilong was immediately overjoyed when he took the gem, held it up in front of his eyes and looked at it several times before carefully putting it away and said: "Hope! My father said that the jade was collected in the hands of a friend who made jade in Kaqu, and he asked, the origin of that kind of jade is in Wucha County near Kaqu, because most of the jade produced here are black jade, red ones are rare, and I bought it out of curiosity at the beginning, if you want to say the quality, hehe, it is not as good as Myanmar!"

Yang Ling waved his hand and said: "I just need the quality to be passable, our company is going to make a pastel series of jewelry packages, Myanmar jade is good, but it is too expensive, not cost-effective!" )