Military marriage, the last big man married the soldier king, the stronger the stronger

The bus swayed towards them.

Jiang Yan said quickly: "Brother Zhang, you guys go first, I have something to do and will be back later."

Zhang Xingye is not the kind of person who meddles in other people's affairs. Jiang Yan has the ability to protect herself. Since she said she has something to do, he should be tactful.

"Sister-in-law, we'll leave first. Please be careful outside."

Jiang Yan nodded and said, "Don't worry, it's okay. I'll go to the county to see you when I get back."

"Okay!" Zhang Xingye smiled brightly. Just then the bus arrived. He waved to Jiang Yan and got on the bus with the people in line.

The bus went away, and Jiang Yan quickly found a place where there was no one and entered the space.

Tian Wei was in the sack, still unconscious, and there was no major change in his legs that were shot. The space saved his life. If Jiang Yan had thrown him outside, he would have died from excessive blood loss.

Jiang Yan poked him a few times to wake Tian Wei up.

She is the master of the space, and everything in the space is subject to her will. She doesn't want Tian Wei to wake up, so Tian Wei can only lie in the space with his two injured legs for the rest of his life.

Tian Wei woke up slowly, but he was trapped in a sack. He couldn't move and couldn't see what was happening outside. The fear in his heart was infinitely magnified.

"Where is this? Is there anyone? Is there anyone? Help." Tian Wei was very weak and his throat was about to split, but there was no response.

No, it’s a response.

Jiang Yan was annoyed by his noise and punched him on the head, which made Tian Wei's head buzz and he was almost knocked away.

"Let me ask you, where does He Lijun live now?"

"Him?" Tian Wei's tone was obviously weak, "He, he is on the farm." How come he is still in the hands of this female devil?

Jiang Yan punched him again, "You're not telling the truth, are you?"

"He really is at the farm. I, I'm not lying to you."

"He asked you to come to Harbin to kill me. How can you be assured if you don't come with him? Do you believe that I will send you to the Public Security Bureau right now?"

"No, I'm telling you..." Tian Wei gave an address, "I'm not lying to you, he rented that house and lived there when he came to Harbin to ship goods."

"Where does he get his supplies from?"

Tian Wei shook his head, then remembered that he was trapped and the other party couldn't see his movements, so he quickly said: "He can't tell me about this kind of thing. That's how he made money, and he can't tell outsiders."

"So what does he sell?"

"He doesn't sell food, but unusual things, such as fabrics, radios, watches, etc."

"So how does he sell his goods? Does he wholesale them to others, or does he find people to distribute them himself? He can't just sell to anyone who wants to buy from him."

Tian Wei's heart skipped a beat, thinking that he had met an expert. He didn't dare to play any tricks and told He Lijun all the rules of selling things.

Jiang Yan knew what was going on and made Tian Wei faint again.

She changed her clothes before leaving the space.

After a while, a dark-skinned woman in her thirties came out of the alley. She had her hair wrapped in a scarf and was wearing a patched brown thick cotton jacket. Her cotton shoes were dirty and old, and you couldn't tell their original color.

The woman carried a basket and took the bus to the bus station. She followed the address Tian Wei gave her and found Yangmao Hutong.

This should be the business district of Harbin. It is next to the bus station, so it can’t be bad. The surrounding is very lively.

Jiang Yan entered Yangmao Hutong and quickly found the house that Tian Wei mentioned, at the innermost part of the alley, with a five-pointed star on the big iron gate.

The courtyard is not big, with three blue brick houses, and it looks quite solid.

Jiang Yan stood in front of the big iron gate and observed for a while, then immediately ordered the big wheels to shield the entire courtyard.

She put the basket back into the space, climbed over the wall and entered the yard. The person in the house probably heard the noise and pushed the door open and came out.

"Who are you?" The man was in his twenties, very tall, but very thin, and looked as if he was malnourished.

At this moment, he was looking at Jiang Yan warily, with a fierce expression on his face, "Why did you come to my house? Get out."

This person should be He Lijun, right? Maybe he didn't take her seriously because of her outfit?

The words he said were neither salty nor bland.

Jiang Yan ignored him and walked straight towards him. The man was stunned for a moment, as if he had never seen anyone so rude before.

Jiang Yan raised her fist and punched the man in the stomach. Her punch was so powerful that the man bent his body like a prawn and almost vomited.

Jiang Yan grabbed his hair and asked him to lift his face up, "He Lijun, right?"

"Yes, who are you?"

Yes, that’s easy.

Jiang Yan grabbed his hair and pulled him into the house.

He Lijun struggled desperately, but his scalp was almost torn off and he was unable to break free from the woman's hands.

It hurts so much.

"Who are you? Not..." He struggled desperately. The more he struggled, the more pain he felt and his head was buzzing.

The two entered the house. There was no one else in the room. There were a lot of things placed against the wall, covered with a torn blanket.

These should be He Lijun’s goods, and there are quite a lot of them.

After entering the room, Jiang Yan let go of the man surnamed He, raised his foot, and kicked him to the ground.

He Lijun felt like his internal organs were about to shift out of place, and his ribs were aching so badly that he dared not move at all, as if his ribs had been broken by a kick.

"Are you fucking sick? I have no grudge against you, are you crazy?"

Jiang Yan picked up the broom placed in the corner and weighed it in his hand.

The last time I used this thing as a weapon was to deal with those two bitches Yang Hongying and Shi Yuehua.

When He Lijun saw her actions, his expression froze, "You...what are you doing?"

Jiang Yan didn't say anything and hit He Lijun with the broom.

Even though a broom is small and light, it really hurts when it hits someone.

He Lijun, like Yang Hongying, was beaten by Jiang Yan until he cried out in pain. At first he still had the energy to curse, but in the end, he couldn't do it anymore. He lay on the ground gasping for breath, looking like he was dying.

Jiang Yan threw the broken broom aside and squatted beside He Lijun. Looking at his half-dead appearance, she couldn't help but sneer.

"Just you, He Lijun?"

He Lijun's face was swollen like a pig's head, his ribs were aching, he dared not move at all, and even breathing was very difficult.

"who are you?"

"Who am I? I also want to ask who you are!"

He Lijun has never felt so aggrieved as he does now. Although he comes from a poor family, he has been in the business for so many years and has never felt as weird as he does now.

"I haven't offended you, have I? I don't even know you. Even if you want to kill me, you have to let me be a clear-headed ghost, right?"

"Okay!" Jiang Yan asked him coldly, "Do you know Jiang Yiyi?"