After getting off the armored vehicle, he began to pick up firewood around. He had just seen that although the door of the air-raid shelter was very tight, there was still a gap. This was the inevitability of this era. He was going to poison all the soldiers inside.

This time he was definitely right. The car was a troop transporter escorting gold bars.

In addition, the big iron door was too thick, at least 20cm thick. He had no heavy firepower and more explosives, so he could only use this crude method.

‘Sister Taohong, I keep my word. If they don’t die, then I can only say that they are lucky.’ Zhui Yi ran back and forth several times, and each time he filled the space with firewood before returning and piling it up at the gap in the door.

Zhui Yi was also ruthless. If he couldn’t poison these people to death, he would burn them to death. The air inside was limited, and he didn’t believe that these dogs wouldn’t die like this.

Zhui Yi was busy for 2 hours. He roughly looked for the shells, but he couldn’t find them. In addition, the remaining stun bombs were also collected.

He was a little distracted now. If he hadn't promised Sister Taohong, he wouldn't have bothered to do this. After all, it was an accidental killing.

After arranging the firewood, Zui Yi finally resisted the urge to dismantle the tires of the armored vehicle and pile them up to burn, otherwise the effect would be better.

However, Zui Yi still took some gasoline from the car's fuel tank. He didn't dare to drive the car to the city, which would be a death sentence, so the gasoline in the car would be wasted sooner or later.

After pouring gasoline on the firewood at the entrance of the two air-raid shelters, he poured it into a line along the ground, dodged a little, took out a small wooden stick, lit it with a lighter, and then threw it on the gasoline on the ground.

Looking at these bodies leaning against the firewood, Zui Yi silently said sorry, covered his abdomen and ran away.

What can Zui Yi say? He can only say that he is professional. When he was teleported here, the scene really scared him. There were fireworks, explosions, air defense alarms and machine guns. He was so scared that he almost peed his pants.

'You didn't bring your backpack? 'As the car started and came to the place where he had just teleported, Zhui Yi recalled, then looked down at his shorts and vest, the socks on his feet that he had not brought, and a damaged electronic watch, and the mechanical watch on his other wrist had also stopped turning.

This experiment was very useful. Although the things were not brought over, it also proved that the items could be brought over by teleportation.

'Only clothes? The electronic watch has a flowery screen, it should be burned out inside, a pure mechanical watch...' Zhui Yi shook his arm, and this time the second hand turned again, but it was useless.

The movement of the second hand was very abnormal, it took several seconds to move, and it seemed that the internal gears were also torn by the space.

He took off the watch and put it into the space. Zhui Yi knew that if such a thing appeared in this era, it would be troublesome. It is safer to throw it into the space and deal with it when returning to the real world.

The pain in the abdomen was somewhat relieved. I don't know if it was because the drug was too effective, or his body's drug resistance was very low and absorbed too well. However, he still had to do a suture operation, but he couldn't do it, so it seemed that he could only go to the city.

After driving along the road for a while, he saw a building in the distance, then got out of the car and drove it into the open space beside the road. Then he began to treat the car, pumped out all the remaining gasoline in the car and put it in a plastic water bag.

Then he began to sprinkle it in the cab, repeating the operation. When the tank was almost empty, he hid far away, got a branch, wrapped it with a piece of military uniform that had just been torn off, lit it and threw it directly into the trunk of the armored vehicle, and threw another branch in the cab before running away.

‘Oh no, if someone finds out... Forget it, it’s too late to put out the fire now, hurry up and get out! ’Zuiyi took out a pair of cloth boots from the space. This kind of handmade thousand-layer sole shoes was bought by Zuiyi online to support those artists who still do handicrafts.

After all, this kind of shoes has a large span, even in ancient times, it would not be too abrupt, and Zuiyi chose the kind with thousand-layer soles, not made of rubber.

‘Shoes and socks are calculated separately…’

After thinking for a while, he took out a pair of navy blue cloth pants from the space. It was not suitable to wear big shorts.

After putting on the pants and shoes and socks, he started walking towards the city along the dirt road.

Although the place where the car was thrown was a pit at a fork in the road, there was nothing he could do. There were too many mistakes in this time travel.

Especially when he thought that the war scene was fake, what if he was directly teleported to the real crew next time? He would shoot and kill people, and that would be a big deal.

‘No, the real crew should be surrounded by lights and crowds, but there was nothing around just now.’Zhuiyi thought it was better not to think about it. It was useless to think about it. It had already happened and ended.

‘The background of the story of the Golden Robbery should be the puppet Manchuria period, but I don’t know what year it was. So this time the system traveled still according to the movie of the previous world, not the movie of the hunter world.’Zhuiyi walked steadily while holding his abdomen.

‘The mission is alive and can be returned at any time, which means that this should be an open world. In this way, it seems that more things can be done and the evaluation level can be improved. ’Zhui Yi thought about it. This was the modern Republic of China period. The gold was already eight tons.

‘Fuck, only 79.3cm in total? Are you kidding me! ’ The handling fee is too expensive. However, he noticed that there were a lot of impurities in the space. He quickly used his consciousness to pile these things up and then moved them into a plastic bag.

Then he looked at the specific value on one side. The last time it was accurately calculated, it was 41.6cm.

Then he looked at the tape measure in the space. It was now 79.3cm.

‘It’s too dark. Even if there are impurities, the handling fee is a bit expensive! ’

This is equivalent to sharpening it by 1.3cm. 1cm costs 0.2 tons. 800 kilograms of gold are gone?

Although in the end, Zhui Yi still deliberately kept the gold in 4 wooden boxes without absorbing it, how many kilograms is that?

Zhui Yi took out a piece and looked at it. It was marked with a ‘10KG’. It was about 20 kilograms with his hand.

This is for bank reserves, not for trading on the market. The weight is not the small gold bar with a maximum of 1,000 grams.

‘My buddy has retained 400 jins, ahem, who knew this stuff looks so little’

‘But add the two bags of impurities and there are also 100 jins, which means that the system’s handling fee is at least 0.1 tons+’ Zhui Yi counted on his fingers for a long time.

Purity is one aspect of the problem, and whether the gold identification of advanced civilizations is different from theirs. After all, according to the density of gold, 1 cubic meter is 19.32 tons, and if he doesn’t count the loss here, it’s 20 tons, which is a big difference.

In addition, this gold ginseng is too rip-off, but thinking that this thing seems to be something that foreigners want to deposit in Dongying Bank…

‘MMP, 1 cubic meter is almost enough for me, in the future, there is no future, fuck! ’ Zhui Yi has tested it, this system space only eats gold, even silver can absorb it.

After arriving in the city, Zhui Yi carefully got into the alley, picked up a piece of clothes and pants that were drying in someone else’s house, and then walked slowly.

After all, his clothes only look good from a distance, but there must be something wrong if you study them carefully.

Groups of people wearing khaki military uniforms walked on the road, and several women in kimonos were chatting and laughing on the roadside. Zhui Yi hid in the shadow of the alley and looked at the clean street in a trance. Is this the puppet Manchukuo?

This is a modern society, at least those foreign buildings are so out of tune with the rammed earth low houses I saw before.

‘This should be the main street. These people have been plundering the wealth of the three northeastern provinces since September 18th. Damn it, it’s not easy to get eight tons of gold from you.’ Zhui Yi turned around and walked back to the alley, because he just saw a few patrolmen checking other people’s ID cards, and Zhui Yi became depressed again.

He is another person without an identity.

‘Next time, I must get a universal ID card, at least I don’t have to hide like this.’ Zhui Yi was depressed.

And his ears were sharp. He heard that the patrolman was not checking the ID card, but the good citizen certificate. If he was caught, he would probably be sent to the outside of the city as a coolie.

"Ahem!" Zhui Yi leaned against the wall, feeling a little weak. He had been tossing and turning all night without any rest. He didn't know what was happening to his wound. He had already changed a palm-sized band-aid. The previous one was soaked with blood.

'Find a shelter, and go to the hospital.' Zhui Yi shook his head to keep himself focused.

'Hey, this should be the church, Brother Biao's territory.' Zhui Yi suddenly saw a Catholic church-style spire and walked over along the road.

"Um, does this friend want to pray?"

The familiar voice made Zhui Yi happy. Brother Biao could make people smile no matter where he was.

"Help!" Zhui Yi said as he took out a small gold nugget from the space and handed it to Father Fan.

"Hey, this, why don't you go directly to the hospital, it's not far from here." Father Fan looked at the small gold nugget in his hand and the red on the young man's abdomen and understood what was going on, but he didn't know what to say.

Zhui Yi didn't say anything at all and was ready to take the small gold nugget back from Father Fan.

"Well, I'll go find a doctor for you now, just wait!" Father Fan quickly helped Zhui Yi to the basement under the prayer platform.

After Father Fan left, Zhui Yi quickly tore off the bandage, which was not of this era, and then found a ball of gauze and pressed it on the wound again.

More than half an hour later, Zhui Yi heard a noise at the entrance of the basement, and sat up with his hands behind his back, ready to summon a pistol from the system space at any time, or return immediately.

Anyway, eight tons of gold have been earned, and so many Japanese soldiers have been killed. How can we say that this mission has been completed beautifully?

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