Chapter Fifty-two Unexpected

  Condoms are a good thing, condoms plus Viagra, let many husbands and wives be radiant from now on. Looking at the box of spiral grain on the table, Yang Feng had a profound expression as if he was deciding the fate of humanity.

  "Pervert!" Ye Yuxiang pushed open the office door and happened to see this scene, saying in a bad mood.

  "Don't talk nonsense, how can this be called abnormal?! This is the foundation of social harmony. Do you know what was most popular during the Great Depression in the US? Oral contraceptives. Because they could solve people's pent-up anxiety and didn't have to worry about any consequences. Think about it, when you're feeling relaxed and see a city management officer beating an old man on the street, what kind of feeling is that? And when you're already angry and see the same scene, what kind of feeling is that? So, solving online rumors for the government is actually very simple, just give netizens free condoms and Viagra."

  Although he had been keeping a straight face all this time, Ye Xuan couldn't help but burst out laughing after hearing that absurd argument.

  "Ah, this is great! I told you it was a good thing!" Yang Feng said with a sly smile.

  "Shut up!" Ye Xuan said with a smile.

  "Or else, let's try it out?" Yang Feng whispered into her ear with a sly smile.

  "Looking for death, are you?!" Ye Yun gave him a punch without any courtesy.

  Finally, Ye Yuxiang's words lifted Yang Feng's mood a lot. At this time, Lin Ruoxi had already gotten the tank engine he wanted - a 520 horsepower, twelve-cylinder water-cooled diesel engine that had been refurbished and looked almost new. It would be no problem to use it with a generator for civilian purposes, but if it continued to be used in a tank, it could probably only run for another two or three hundred hours. However, this was already enough for Yang Feng.

  "Not bad, can't see that you're a little girl who gets things done quite efficiently, better than Zhang Yunyun." Yang Feng patted her shoulder with satisfaction.

  Zhang Yunyun looked at him with a hint of resentment again, her work was actually done, but Yang Feng shook his head as soon as he saw the packaging bag.

  Oh my, polypropylene wasn't even synthesized until 1954, and you want me to get a bunch of polypropylene woven bags to the 1930s to attract attention? And then, under the pretext of environmental protection, they're making manufacturers switch to cloth bags entirely! They're in the process of replacing them now. Luckily, he's paying a high enough price; otherwise, people might not even bother serving him.

  Apart from the flour, everything else didn't have any unexpected issues. The down jacket wasn't the first time they bought it, and the clothing factory was already familiar with them. The large factory with tens of thousands of people worked overtime for five days to produce it, and just like before, the wooden crates were sent directly to Ghost City by Sutail. Yang Feng even added 30,000 down hats on purpose.

  The gantry also quickly, now parts are all CNC, processing speed than ordinary machine tools fast is not a little bit, in fact, only three days to do all out.

  Then there are those essentials, such as bicycles, watches, down jackets and the like, filling up the workshops of Ghost City.

  "Why don't you put it over here? Why pile everything on one side, making a mountain out of it?" Ye Yiqi asked curiously, pointing to the empty space on the other side.

  "There is where we stop our transportation." Yang Feng said with a sly smile.

  "What kind of transportation can be used in a 30-meter-wide and 60-meter-long factory?"

  "Ship!"

  "Shut up with your nonsense or I'll beat you!" Ye Yibai glared at him and said.

  Yang Feng shrugged his shoulders, it's hard to be an honest person these days, even when telling the truth, no one believes you.

  As the two of them left, the sky had already darkened and a light rain was falling outside. The autumn chill was biting to the bone, and Ye Xiang couldn't help but hug her shoulders tightly as she still wore a short skirt.

  "Look at this, this is the beautiful consequence." Yang Feng said with a smile as he opened the car door.

  "I'm willing!" Ye Yibai gave him a glance.

  The rain grew heavier and heavier, and the R8 slowly made its way through the crowded traffic towards Ye Lu's home.

  "Turn around and take the coastal road to get past!" Ye Xuan said somewhat impatiently at an intersection.

  Yang Feng responded with a sound, just turned the car around, and suddenly heard a loud crash.

  "Get down, don't lift your head!" Yang Feng pressed Ye Xuan's head down with one hand, and as a veteran of the battlefield, he immediately recognized the sound of gunfire.

  Right after that, a sexy female ghost rushed out from the roadside and fell onto the R8 with a thud.

  Yang Feng slammed on the brakes, and as soon as he opened the car door, a bullet hit it. He turned his head to look back and saw two foreigners with similar appearances, holding handguns and shooting in this direction. He hesitated for a moment, knowing that this matter had nothing to do with him, and just as he was about to close the door, another bullet flew into the car, grazing his head.

  Yang Feng suddenly became popular, you mom, thinking that Laozi was easy to bully, he casually pulled out a Thompson and turned back with a burst of fire.

  The two gunmen behind didn't think Yang Feng would have a weapon, this is China, a country where even air guns are scarce, who would have thought that an ordinary person could pull out a submachine gun and shoot the two into sieves with a burst of bullets.

  As soon as he saw that things had gone wrong, Yang Feng hastily drove the car to escape, but unexpectedly, the ghostly old woman grabbed his ankle.

  Yang Feng looked down at the magnificent twin peaks, the deep and bottomless gully, hesitated for a moment, then kicked her gun away with one foot, and patted her chest again. It wasn't that he wanted to take advantage of her, but if she still had any hidden weapons on her body, this was the most likely place.

  "Get up here quickly, damn it!" He reluctantly left the soft bundle and opened the top cover, shouting fiercely.

  That guy quietly crawled to the back.

  Yang Feng hastily drove away.

  "Where did you get the gun?" Ye Xiao finally reacted, shouting at him with a shocked face, his rain-soaked clothes clinging to his body, revealing the shape of his underwear inside, looking extremely sexy, but still quite a distance from being as seductive as Gui Po.

  "Let's talk about it later, see if that guy is dead or not. If he's dead, hurry up and throw him into the sea." Yang Feng said with one hand holding the Thompson submachine gun and the other gripping the steering wheel.

  "Thompson M1928A1, your taste is quite high, you can even collect such a classic." The guy in the back seemed to be unable to die, as soon as he heard Yang Feng's words, he immediately got up and stared at the Thompson that was pressed against his chest.

  Thompson's muzzle sank deep into the ditch at once.

  Yang Feng only then noticed that this big ocean horse not only had a good figure, but also a pretty face, with a bit of an angel and devilish flavor, and was also a mixed-blood of East and West. On a cold day, she wore even less than Ye Xiang, her hand covering her sensual little waist, blood seeping from between her fingers, pure white skin, bright red blood.

  "Bandage yourself!" Yang Feng handed her some white medicine and bandages, Ye Xuan looked at them and leaned over to help her bandage on the chair.

  "Pack up and get out of here!" Yang Feng said irritably.

  "Not a bit of pity or sympathy! Are all Chinese men so heartless?" She cried out in pain, looking at Ye Yuxiu's unfriendly face.

  "It seems you don't dare!" she said with a smile, smiling extremely charmingly.

  (Tonight is a night shift, and for the next two days, I can only update one chapter per day. Please forgive me.)