During the Anti-Japanese War, the landlord's stupid son defied fate

There was a door with a sign on it that said "concubine." He thought this must be the concubine of the old fox.

He didn't know whether he should go in, but he felt that if he didn't go in, he might not find what he wanted.

So he gritted his teeth, gently pushed the door open and walked in.

As soon as he entered the door, he smelled a fragrance, which turned out to be coming from the concubine.

She was lying in bed, sleeping soundly.

He walked to the bedside, looked at her face, and couldn't help feeling a little pity in his heart.

It's so pitiful that such a beautiful woman has to marry an old man.

He reached out and touched her hair, then suddenly remembered that he came here not for sympathy but for other people's money.

He quickly withdrew his hand and looked around.

There wasn't much furniture in the room, just a bed, a dressing table, and a few cabinets.

He opened the cabinet and rummaged through it, but only found some clothes and jewelry.

These things were of no value to him, and he could only shake his head in disappointment.

Just then, he suddenly heard footsteps outside.

He was startled and quickly hid behind the curtains. The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and finally stopped at the door.

He stared at the door nervously, afraid of being discovered.

After a while, the footsteps faded away. He breathed a sigh of relief and emerged from behind the curtains.

He decided not to waste any more time and leave the room quickly.

After knocking the man unconscious, he walked out of the room and returned to the corridor.

This time, he chose another door with the word "Warehouse" written on it.

He thought this must be where the old fox kept his belongings. He carefully opened the door and walked in.

The warehouse is filled with all kinds of things, including grain, tea, cloth and various daily necessities. It looks like a small supermarket.

He walked around inside and didn't find anything valuable.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly noticed a secret door in the corner.

He walked closer and saw some strange symbols carved into the door.

He guessed that this might be some kind of mechanism used to protect the valuables in the warehouse.

He tried pressing the symbols with his fingers, and unexpectedly the door slowly opened.

He walked in excitedly and found that it was a basement.

The basement is well ventilated and the air inside is not that smelly. The walls are covered with calligraphy and paintings.

He observed them carefully and found that these calligraphy and paintings were works of famous artists and were very valuable.

He was very happy, thinking that he had finally found something valuable.

He put the calligraphy and paintings into the space and continued to search for other treasures in the basement.

In a corner of the basement, he found many boxes. He opened them and found they were filled with gold, silver and jewelry.

"Haha, it looks like it's a treasure, otherwise why would it be packed in a box?"

He thought to himself, with a smug smile on his lips, then he couldn't wait to put the flashlight in his mouth and began to struggle to open the lid of the box with both hands.

However, at that moment, he seemed to be frozen, looking at the scene in front of him with astonishment.

"So much money, so much gold!"

He muttered to himself, his eyes full of disbelief.

As the boxes were opened one by one, he was shocked and speechless.

In addition to the heavy gold and white oceans, there are also many exquisite gold and silver jewelry and antique jades, which sparkle with alluring light and make people intoxicated.

But what was even more surprising was that among these treasures, there were actually a full hundred brand new box guns and a huge number of bullets and grenades hidden.

This unexpected discovery made him feel a little confused. "This...something feels a little off to me. Why would a director possess so many weapons?"

Full of suspicion, he carefully checked each gun, but found that they were all brand new, without even the slightest sign of use.

This situation made him even more confused, and his original joy was gradually replaced by doubts.

Could it be that the director purchased these weapons simply to protect these huge treasures? This question lingered in his mind, leaving him puzzled.

However, he did not think about it any further at this moment, because the dazzling array of treasures in front of him was enough to make him overjoyed.

He waved his hand and stored everything into the system space without hesitation, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch it away.

As the last treasure disappeared from sight, he nodded with satisfaction, a look of contentment on his face.

After all, these riches now belong to him alone, and the days ahead will be full of endless possibilities and opportunities.

The space is very large. After these things enter the space, they lie quietly in a corner, as if they have always been there.

This place is the temporary storage warehouse he uses to store the materials produced.

When he confirmed that everything had been safely put into the space, he felt satisfied and at ease. He finally turned around and left with satisfaction.

Afterwards, he returned to the master's main house again, but the previous sounds were no longer heard this time, replaced by bursts of snoring.

"Hehe, sleep well, you will have a surprise when you wake up tomorrow morning." Zhao Gang said silently in his heart, then quietly left the backyard.

Soon after, everyone gathered in the front yard and Zhao Gang also arrived at the scene.

He nodded slightly to everyone, indicating that everything was ready and they could start evacuating.

So they quickly left the place and ran towards the restaurant.

Zhao Gang firmly believed that the entire Longcheng would become extremely lively tomorrow.

As for Director Zhang, who was robbed, he was very curious about how the other party would deal with the burglary in his home.

After all, this is a carefully planned operation, and the other party will definitely not let go of any clues easily.

When Zhang Jia learned that he had lost something, he couldn't say what he lost. After all, his status was different. If he said it openly, someone would impeach him and accuse him of corruption!

This is really infuriating and funny. It's obvious that his house was robbed, but he can't even tell you what was lost. I'm sure Director Zhang must be enjoying this frustrating feeling!

On the other side, the people who had done the bad thing quietly returned to the restaurant.

It was already four o'clock in the morning. The sky was pitch black and you couldn't see your hand in front of you. It was the darkest time of the day, and some people called it the "dark hour before dawn."

The group walked into the restaurant with ease, quickly changed their clothes, and then each found a place to lie down, closed their eyes and began to rest.

Until then, the waiter and the shopkeeper, who had been worried all the time, finally breathed a sigh of relief and continued to sleep with peace of mind.

After all, if something really happened to these people, they would probably be in trouble too.