Spy Wars: I have spy skills, it’s so damn cool!

Normally, the team leader often told them not to act on their own, and this time he did not say anything about dealing with the traitor and the owner of the opium den privately.

At that time, they also said that they would take action together and deal with the person together.

Why did you take action without saying anything this time?

Although he was confused, the man from the Military Control Commission did not dare to ask. Gan Xin's face looked unhappy, so he did not have the courage to ask.

Now the Japanese are searching everywhere outside, and they can't go out, so they can only stay in the house.

As for why he fired the shot, it was because Gan Xin saw what Sun Lang and Manager Wang did.

He still held a grudge against Manager Wang for forcing him to smoke opium.

It was just at that time that I saw two people on the street and I couldn't help but take action.

Even though he didn't solve all the problems, he didn't regret it.

If he were given a chance, he would do it again.

There is no need to worry about the Japanese search. The big opium den has been found anyway, and it doesn’t matter if some small opium dens are not found. As long as the big opium den is dealt with, those small opium dens will be closed sooner or later.

They stayed in the house and didn't go out for the past two days. What can the Japanese do to them?

Gan Xin had good intentions, but there were some things beyond his control.

After Sun Lang entered the alley, he quickly found Manager Wang's house.

At this time, almost every household is preparing dinner, and from some yards you can hear voices or children chasing and laughing.

If the yard is deserted and there is no cooking or smoke, it will be easy to find the door. Just try with the key and it will open.

The yard of Manager Wang's house is neither big nor small, just right for one person to live in.

The other party also has a wife and children, but they are in the countryside and he has not brought them over. It seems that he was leaving for a few days this time just to go back to his countryside to pick up his wife and children.

Unfortunately, they had done so many unscrupulous things, and there was nothing they could do since God would not allow them to be reunited as a family.

He opened the door, looked around the room, and lit the oil lamp on the table.

The room gradually lit up, and after a quick look around, I saw that the furniture was complete, though a little messy.

"Tsk, there's no woman in this house, but that just won't do!"

Especially on the bed, the quilt was wrapped into a ball, the light was dim and I couldn't see clearly, but I instinctively felt that the quilt was not clean either, and I could smell the peculiar smell from a long distance away.

Out of sight, out of mind. Retract your gaze and sit at the table.

I'm hungry at this time.

"We'll talk about the rest later, let's eat first."

Rub your tummy while taking out meals from storage.

This is what I saved for the journey and haven’t finished eating yet.

Having ready-made food saves him the trouble of cooking, and he just doesn’t want to cook.

A serving of fish, a serving of scrambled eggs, and a big bowl of rice.

Looking at the food on the table, he swallowed his saliva.

"Start, start."

He wolfed it down and finished it in about ten minutes.

"Uh... I feel so full."

I am full now, but my stomach is so bloated.

Sun Lang leaned back in the chair, unable to move.

It was still early and there was no entertainment. He wouldn't be able to sleep if he went to bed so early.

I eat sometimes hungry and sometimes full every day. I ate too fast just now and my stomach was a little uncomfortable. I slowly got up and went to the yard, walking around in circles in the yard to digest the food.

"Damn it, it's uncomfortable when I'm hungry, and it's uncomfortable when I'm full... Ugh..."

No, you can’t say a word. What you eat must be returned to the God of Land.

Quickly divert your attention and ignore the churning in your stomach.

Open the agent system and go directly to the lottery page.

Gan Xin just killed him once, so there must be a chance to draw a lottery. Let’s see what he can draw this time.

Click the middle red button.

Seeing that the needle was slowing down, Sun Lang's eyes also followed it.

The writing in the middle appears.

"The lottery is over, 1 fast food meals."

Sun Lang: ...

He should be happy now, but he can't be happy because he just finished his meal and the food is still bubbling up.

When I saw the pile of lunch boxes in the storage space and thought about the meal I had just eaten, I realized my stomach was growling again and I quickly swallowed.

Don’t waste it, don’t spit it out.

I held it in for a while until my stomach calmed down, but I still couldn't help but look at the pile of lunch boxes.

The lunch box is indeed a lunch box. It looks a bit like wood, but I’m not sure what material it is made of.

I didn't take it out, but just opened one in the space.

The box is very thin, only about two millimeters, and has a large capacity.

The standard three dishes, a soup and a bowl of rice, were still steaming, as if they were just out of the pot.

This box contains braised pork ribs, green peppers, lean meat and a portion of green leafy vegetables.

The soup is tomato and egg soup, and then there is a serving of rice.

He could already feel the color, aroma and taste of the food before he even ate it, and he had a feeling that it would taste good.

"The food is fine, but these lunch boxes can't all be exactly the same!"

“I hope that’s not what I think.”

Sun Lang hurriedly opened a few more boxes, breathed a sigh of relief at the first glance, and couldn't help but smile.

"It's OK, all the samples are different. The system is awesome!"

A box lunch may be a bit too much for a girl, but it is just right for a man.

Sun Lang touched his chin and said, "Okay, okay! I'll eat from this lunch box from now on. It has standard portions, and I won't eat until I'm almost full like I did today."

He also decided to keep these lunch boxes for himself and not give them to the Red Party.

The main thing is that these lunch boxes are so exquisite and beautiful that it’s hard to explain if I take them out.

He has to eat three meals a day anyway, so just treat it to yourself.

Sun Lang felt much better now that he no longer had to worry about food.

After walking for more than 20 laps, I had almost digested the food, so I returned to the room and locked the door.

That being said, I'm not afraid of the Military Control Commission coming.

Sun Lang still set up a small trap near the door and window.

He placed a stool at the door, with the entire stool tilted backwards, with only the front two legs touching the door.

As long as someone comes in from outside and pushes the door, the chair will definitely fall down and make a noise.

There is also a trap next to the window.

For the sake of your life, traps are inevitable.

After taking care of these two places, he went to the bed, looked at the bunch of quilt and sheets, tore them off and stuffed them into a corner.

Then he took out two quilts from the space.

When I came here, I happened to come across a shop that made quilts, so I bought two.

There were also some other daily necessities, which he did not take out all, and would take when needed.

With the eating problem solved, Sun Lang felt free of all worries. He tidied himself up and lay down on the bed. He fell asleep comfortably in a short while.

He slept until dawn.

I get up in the morning, remove all the traps, brush my teeth and wash my face, then take out the lunch box in the space and eat a full meal, then go to the teahouse comfortably.

By the time we arrived at the teahouse, the door was already open.

There was a waiter who arrived earlier than the shopkeeper.

The guys must have known that the new manager was coming today, so they started cleaning early in the morning.

They had no idea what kind of temper the new shopkeeper had.

They had met Sun Lang yesterday and knew that he was the director, and had a higher status than their manager Wang.