Siheyuan: During the great famine, we produced hundreds of millions of tons of grain

"This group of spies hid so deeply, and now they have been dealt with. No matter how you look at it, it is a good thing..." Zhong Yuemin heard this and nodded slightly, saying: "It is indeed a good thing."

"If this man hadn't died, who knows how much intelligence about our Great Xia would have been leaked by this bastard..." Then the two chatted for a while, and then Zhong Yuemin stood up and said goodbye.

Compared to his previous freelance life, it is now working time again. Even though Zhong Yuemin has a lively personality, he has become much calmer during this period. Zhong Yuemin knows exactly what to do and when!

Seeing Zhong Yuemin was about to leave, Wan Ping'an did not try to persuade him to stay. He stood up and sent him out of the Wan Mansion. Only after watching his figure leave his sight did Wan Ping'an finally withdraw his gaze.

When he returned to the garden, the four girls from Zhang Yan, who had been silent, immediately looked at him. Without waiting for them to speak, Wan Pingan said, "Why are you looking at me like that..."

Zhang Yan and the other two girls looked at each other and opened their mouths to say something...0 But when the words came to their lips, they changed their minds and swallowed them back.

At the same time, there was news that the leader of that group of spies and local tyrants had died.

After a few days of fermentation, the news spread throughout the entire city, and those who followed the unorthodox teachings immediately started to discuss the news.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... I heard that these two people were secretly killed by someone, and there is still no clue until now..."

"I never realized that Boss Zhang was actually a spy. His death was in vain..."

"I heard that these two groups of people were secretly targeting Boss Wan, so he secretly solved them..." "Boss Wan just released the news, and then these two groups of people got into trouble..."

"If you say this matter has nothing to do with Boss Wan, I won't believe it even if you kill me..."

Although according to the information these people had inquired about, the two groups of people died from the beginning to the end, and no other clues were found. But when they heard about the strange deaths of these people, the well-informed people couldn't help but think of a figure. That was Ma San who had already died!

The way these two groups of people died was so similar to that of Ma San's group!

The most important thing is that no matter whether it is the long-dead Ma San or the two groups of people now, they all have a certain relationship with Wan Ping'an. While these people were secretly discussing, their eyes fell on the teahouse only a few hundred meters away from Wan's mansion.

And at this moment in the Crescent Hotel.

Whether it was the Eighth Master and the Ninth Master, or the owner of the Crescent Hotel, Yin Nanfeng, they all started talking about this matter. "Tsk, tsk, tsk... Although I knew that Wan Ping'an would act decisively, I never thought that he would be so ruthless..."

"What's this? If you're not ruthless, you can't stand firm. The undercurrents in the city of Sijiu have been surging recently. If you're not ruthless, there won't be even a trace left..." "Interesting, really interesting, let's pay attention to Wan Ping'an..."

Although Wan Ping'an's secret operation did not reveal any clues that Wan Ping'an was involved.

But whether it was the people from the Nine Gates or the Crescent Hotel, they all knew very well that this matter was definitely related to Wan Ping'an. But what was the use of knowing it? Not to mention that the police could not find any trace of Wan Ping'an.

Even the Nine Gates and the Crescent Hotel, or even the mysterious Wang family, and the other forces that secretly took action, could not find any trace of Wan Ping'an's presence!

It was as if this matter had nothing to do with Wan Ping'an from beginning to end.

While the outside world was discussing this secretly, the forces of both the black and white worlds all remembered the existence of Wan Ping'an. At this moment, Wan Ping'an seemed as if nothing had happened, and he did not make any moves from beginning to end. As time passed, Wan Ping'an's name spread throughout the city.

Everything seemed to have returned to calm, without causing any ripples among ordinary people.

On the contrary, Zhong Yuemin, with the help of the group of spies that Wan Ping'an had dealt with, found many problematic people along this line. After more than half a month, many hidden rats were caught along this line.

Zhong Yuemin also received a second-class merit for this, thus taking a step forward and becoming the deputy director of Wan Ping'an's area. For this reason, Zhong Yuemin also invited everyone to go to the ancient building to celebrate together.

Before he knew it, the last time the Ten Thousand Worlds Garbage Dump moved, he only harvested a bunch of garbage from another world. Just when Wan Ping'an shifted his focus from biological genes to mechanical manufacturing.

Wan Ping'an had just put down the book in his hand and was about to take a sip of tea from the cup to relax a little when he suddenly paused in his hand, as if he sensed something unusual.

"I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, another month has passed..."

As he spoke, Wan Ping'an couldn't help but secretly glance at Zhang Yan.

Looking at her increasingly obvious belly, and calculating the time, more than half a year has passed.

In about three months, the twins, a boy and a girl, in Zhang Yan's belly will be born soon.

Rumble

Just as Wan Ping'an was sighing inwardly, he had just retracted his gaze when a loud roar and vibration came from his mind.

As Wan Ping'an's mind moved, a trace of his mind fell into the garbage station, and he saw that the space in the air was as if it was crushed by an invisible force, just like a mirror, gradually breaking apart. In the end, after only a few breaths of time, a space vortex appeared in the air.

Boom, boom, boom...

With a roar and vibration, I saw a giant dragon more than ten meters long...

A white tiger with wings on its back, black stripes on its snow-white fur, and blood all over its body, fell directly from the vortex. Boom…

The huge body fell to the ground before Wan Ping'an could make any move.

In the vortex in the air, a giant beast with no breath, shaped like a western dragon and covered with golden scales, fell from the vortex!

It was only at this time that the space vortex in the air slowly dissipated, and nothing else fell down. After a long time, the space where the garbage station was located finally returned to peace.

At this time, Wan Ping'an's eyes turned and fell directly on the two giant beasts that fell heavily to the ground. "A white tiger beast and a western dragon..."

"What we harvested this time is really a bit surprising..."

Looking at the two giant beasts in front of him, Wan Ping'an couldn't help but feel a huge wave of emotion in his heart. Not to mention the corpse of the giant beast that looked like a western dragon!

It was just the giant white tiger. Although it had an extra pair of wings, it was the same as the mythical white tiger in Wan Ping'an's mind in all other aspects. Identification...

After a long while, Wan Ping'an's heart finally calmed down.

Then Wan Pingan's mind moved, and he immediately activated the identification function of the Wanjie Garbage Station. Swish...

In just a breath of time, the information about the two giant beasts in front of him suddenly appeared in front of Wan Ping'an. Wan Ping'an was originally expectant and secretly excited.

When he saw the identification result, his expression froze. He originally thought it was a mythical beast, a white tiger, or at least a creature with the blood of a mythical beast.

But what Wan Ping'an never expected was that these two giant beasts were not the divine beasts he had imagined.

It's a soul beast!

That’s right, it’s a soul beast!

The giant tiger with wings, snow-white fur and black stripes is an 80,000-year-old soul beast. As for the giant beast with golden scales and a western dragon-like shape, it is an 85,000-year-old soul beast!

That’s right, it comes from Wan Ping’an’s memory, the world where the so-called fantasy floor tiles exist.

Looking at the identification results in front of him, Wan Ping'an was a little amused and helpless for a moment.

I originally thought it was the corpse of a mythical beast, a white tiger. Even at the very least, it contained the blood of a mythical beast. . As long as it was related to a mythical beast, it couldn't be a simple item.

Even if it contained a trace of the blood of a divine beast, it would be enough to make Wan Ping'an's strength undergo a drastic change. Unfortunately, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment!

What kind of legendary beast corpse is this? It has nothing to do with the beast in Wan Ping'an's mind. These are actually two soul beast corpses!

And they are two soul beast corpses that are over 80,000 years old! I am so annoyed!

For a moment, Wan Ping'an felt really numb.

I thought it was a surprise, but I never expected it to be this kind of surprise.

Wan Ping'an was stunned for a moment, and then he finally came back to his senses. Although the result of the appraisal made Wan Ping'an very disappointed.

But if you feel it carefully, you will immediately find that these two bodies contain a very abundant power.

Before Wan Ping'an could make any further moves, he saw a flash of light suddenly appear between the two corpses in front of him. "This, this, this..."

When his eyes fell on the place where the spiritual light burst out, Wan Ping'an's eyes widened instantly, as if he had guessed something in his heart.

Then Wan Ping'an's mind moved, and the protective Tang sword appeared directly in his hand. Clang...

Wan Ping'an came to the corpse that looked like a giant dragon in the west with a Tang sword in hand, raised his hand and chopped it down directly. In an instant, there was a clanging sound, and sparks flew everywhere.…