Chapter 52: Night Visit to the Black Market: How Can It Be Stealing When It Belongs to the Master?

Xu Damao originally wanted to find He Yuzhu to reason with him, but was afraid He Yuzhu would beat him up. Xu Damao's face changed between cloudy and sunny for a while, and in the end, he didn't go to reason with He Yuzhu.

Xu Damao didn't think he was a coward, but felt it was better not to provoke He Yuzhu now. If he provoked He Yuzhu back into Shazhu, it would be a loss that outweighed the gain.

For Xu Damao, it was more important that Yi Zhonghai and the others were unlucky. After all, although Xu Damao hated Shazhu, he hated Yi Zhonghai even more.

After He Yuzhu returned home, he lay on the bed for a nap. When the night was deep and quiet, He Yuzhu estimated that time was running out, changed his clothes, put on a hat, covered his face with his clothes, jumped over the wall, and headed toward the Black Market.

"I must buy a watch tomorrow! I must buy a watch tomorrow! I must buy a watch tomorrow!" He Yuzhu muttered through gritted teeth.

He Yuzhu had had enough of these days of estimating time based on feeling. Important things must be said three times; even if he didn't buy a watch, he had to buy a wall clock and an alarm clock.

He Yuzhu quickly arrived near the Black Market according to his impression and hid in a corner. He Yuzhu's plan wasn't to go into the Black Market to buy things, but to find the lair of the people running the Black Market.

Anyone who runs a Black Market has support, especially in such a famine year. Without support, how could it be possible to run one?

Not to mention anything else, just take Li Huaide. Li Huaide is a deputy-bureau-level leader, backed by his father-in-law. Even such a powerful person couldn't get grain, yet the people in the Black Market could get large amounts of grain.

And then there's meat. He Yuzhu had experienced it personally. Some time ago, in order to host a good reception, Li Huaide specifically went out to look for meat and other things. As a result, he went out for half a day and only brought back one chicken and one jin of pork.

A deputy-bureau-level leader went out for half a day and only brought back such a small amount of things. If this were said out loud, it would make people laugh their teeth off, but the fact was exactly so.

Li Huaide had the ability and the background, yet it was still like this, while the Black Market had grain and meat. Those who understand, understand.

He Yuzhu was prepared to ransack the lair of the people running the Black Market.

He Yuzhu firmly believed that this was called "taking," not stealing.

Because, strictly speaking, these materials didn't belong to the people running the Black Market, but to the collective.

Since that was the case, He Yuzhu, as a member of the collective and the master of the New World, was carrying forward the spirit of the master. Taking things that belonged to himself home to use—how could that be considered stealing?

He Yuzhu waited for a long time before he saw the people in the Black Market gradually disperse. He Yuzhu didn't care about those doing business at all, but stared tightly at the people managing the Black Market.

He Yuzhu set his sights on a person suspected of being a small leader.

After the Black Market dispersed, this small leader blustered and took four subordinates, turning a few corners to arrive at a remote courtyard. He Yuzhu followed closely behind and carefully examined it from outside the courtyard.

He Yuzhu found that he had come to the right place. This was definitely the lair of the Black Market master; otherwise, it wouldn't be defended so tightly, with both overt and covert sentries.

After He Yuzhu's enhancement, his five senses were extremely keen. Not only could he easily hear the breathing of the overt and covert sentries, but he could also hear the footsteps and voices in the courtyard.

After a brief reconnaissance, He Yuzhu prepared to take action.

He Yuzhu's method of taking action was very simple and very brutal.

He Yuzhu first determined the location of the people in the courtyard by listening to the sound, then reached out and pressed on the ground, giving a low shout.

"Earth Escape: Multiple Heart-Slicing Technique," He Yuzhu said arrogantly, as if he were showing off.

A large hole suddenly appeared under the feet of the overt and covert sentries and the people in the courtyard. These people were caught off guard and fell straight down, with only their heads left above ground.

It was called an Earth Escape technique, but in reality, He Yuzhu collected the soil under these people's feet into his Consciousness Space. Once the soil entered the Consciousness Space, the people standing on it naturally fell into the hole.

He Yuzhu was afraid that there might be short people among this group, and if the hole was too deep, it might suffocate them, so he controlled the depth of the hole to 1.6 meters.

Even if there were tall people, it didn't matter. Anyway, the width was about the same as the width of a human body, so they couldn't stretch their arms freely, let alone use a gun.

"Damn it!" The very few who escaped the net in the courtyard couldn't help but let out bursts of exclamation.

He Yuzhu again determined the location of the escapees by listening to the sound and used the so-called Earth Escape technique to put these people into the hole, leaving only their heads outside.

Afterwards, He Yuzhu carefully sneaked in. Yes, sneaked in, sneaking in from the soil.

He Yuzhu first dug a pit, entered the pit himself, walked forward while digging the pit, and then put the soil collected into the Consciousness Space behind him. This was equivalent to an alternative Earth Escape. He Yuzhu confirmed that everyone had fallen into the pit, with only their heads left outside, and then He Yuzhu carefully began to loot.

Caution is the parent of safety. What if some "old six" (sneaky person) was hiding in the dark and gave him a hit?

He Yuzhu hadn't thought about collecting the entire piece of land, but what if the house crushed someone while falling? He Yuzhu was here to take his own things, not to take lives.

Although it was said that the lives of these people also belonged to the collective, He Yuzhu, as one of the masters of the collective—roughly one in six or seven hundred million—meant that from a certain perspective, the lives of these people also belonged to He Yuzhu.

However, unless absolutely necessary, He Yuzhu still didn't want to get human blood on his hands.

This had nothing to do with justice and evil, nor with right and wrong; it was just about respect for life.

He Yuzhu respected life, but respected materials even more. He Yuzhu first collected all the visible materials into the Consciousness Space. Next, to prevent the Black Market master from hiding some gold bars in corners or digging an underground secret room to hide some valuables, He Yuzhu could be said to have dug three feet deep.

Anyway, digging a pit was a piece of cake for He Yuzhu, which led to He Yuzhu looting everything here.

Even so, He Yuzhu was afraid of missing anything, so he collected all the houses, including the foundations and courtyard walls, into the Consciousness Space.

He Yuzhu's "old six" style operation scared everyone until their scalps went numb. Even the bold ones were trembling, and the timid ones fainted directly.

Especially the people guarding the materials. Although they only had their heads left outside, their eyes could still see. They watched with their own eyes as the mountain-like materials disappeared into thin air bit by bit.

Afterwards, they saw the houses and other things also disappear into thin air. Yes, disappear into thin air, because of the perspective, in their eyes, it was disappearing into thin air.

It looked like it disappeared into thin air, but in reality, it also disappeared into thin air.

He Yuzhu collected these materials from the ground into the Consciousness Space.

Afterwards, He Yuzhu moved away from here using this alternative Earth Escape technique. After moving a certain distance, He Yuzhu jumped out, restored the pit to its original state, and ran back to the Siheyuan directly.

In the lair of the Black Market master, bursts of ghost-crying and wolf-howling screams were emitted. The screams were like a group of demons dancing, simply tragic and inhuman.

There were those calling for help, those cursing angrily, and those babbling nonsense. No matter how the Black Market master roared, he couldn't make these people quiet down.

It was too damn scary!

The howling of these people finally attracted the attention of nearby people.

The people nearby heard the bursts of ghost-crying and wolf-howling sounds and didn't dare to approach alone, but called friends and gathered more than ten strong men, holding flashlights, oil lamps, and the like, slowly approaching.

When they arrived nearby and saw these people planted like radishes, with only their heads left outside, they were also quite scared.

At first, because they were far away, they vaguely saw heads in the ground and thought something supernatural had happened, almost shouting the word "ghost."

The Black Market people saw someone approaching and stopped ghost-crying and wolf-howling, starting to call for help. As the calls for help became more frequent and louder, the people nearby gathered their courage to step forward. When they walked up close and saw the miserable state of this group, many people couldn't help but "pfft" and laugh out loud.

"Laugh! What the hell are you laughing at!" one person shouted.

How many people with good tempers could there be working in the Black Market? Once the Black Market people cursed, the nearby people weren't happy, and there was a faint smell of gunpowder between the two sides.

"All of you shut your mouths! If you keep blabbering, I'll kill you!" the Black Market master roared angrily, then licked his face and smiled: "Trouble you gentlemen to reach out and pull us out of the ground."

Although the good words sounded good, these people didn't dare to take action. In the end, these people still went to the Street Office and the police station to report the case.

The subsequent matters were naturally handled by the people from the Street Office and the police station. Saving a person is easy, but clarifying the truth behind the incident is difficult. Moreover, with so many people coming and going, even if He Yuzhu had carelessly left behind a few traces, they had already been completely destroyed by these people.

Thus, the robbery of the Black Market became an unsolved mystery.

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