"Come on, children, let me show you something."

This kind of opportunity comes only once in a lifetime. It doesn't matter if you let the children experience the scene. Hunting a thousand times is not as profound as the impact of one actual battle.

Yang Jun asked Yang Anguo and others to protect the children, and then led the team in front and passed.

When we arrived at that place, the terrain suddenly became wider.

It's much wider here than it looks from the outside.

Originally, it was covered by a patch of vegetation outside, but when I got closer, I saw that it was a paradise.

In the small valley, there are dozens of small wooden houses scattered on both sides. Each wooden house is covered with vegetation. It is really difficult to spot if you don't pay attention.

"Uncle Master, everyone is under control."

Luo Xiaojun came up to them and pointed at the people lying in a row on the ground.

Yang Jun nodded after hearing this.

Then I looked in the direction of his finger and saw hundreds of people lying in a row on the ground.

It would be better to say that he was lying on the ground than he was being tied up.

For safety reasons, Luo Xiaojun tied up all the counterfeiters.

"Check it again to make sure you don't miss anything," Yang Jun said.

There are so many children here, so don't let anything happen. After all, these guys are desperadoes and they have guns in their hands.

"yes."

Luo Xiaojun responded.

Then he waved over a security guard and asked him to lead a careful search inside and out.

Yang Jun stood outside for a while, and then walked towards a larger wooden house.

Before I even got close, I smelled the smell of paint.

He frowned, then held his nose and walked in.

Upon entering, there are several large porcelain vats filled with green and copper-colored liquid.

There was an unpleasant smell in the air, and Yang Jun pinched his nose and walked in.

"Uncle Master, these are the cultural relics they made."

Luo Xiaojun pointed to a row of large and small cauldrons placed in the corner.

Yang Jun heard this and walked over.

He kicked it with his foot, and a half-sized cauldron immediately rolled up.

Then, he bent down and picked up an incense burner from the ground and looked at it.

It is stained with rust and still reveals the glory of its long history.

Yang Jun looked left and right for a while, unable to tell whether it was true or false.

"Xiaojun."

"Uncle Master."

Yang Jun pointed to the incense burner and said, "You said this thing can't be real, right?"

When Luo Xiaojun heard this, he looked at Yang Jun with a constipated expression.

"Uncle Master, this is a high-cost den, how can there be a real guy?"

"I've heard people say that the premise of fraud is to have a real person as a reference. Maybe there is a real person in these things."

Luo Xiaojun's mouth twitched after hearing this.

He looked at Yang Jun as if he wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

"Uncle Master, you are also a big leader after all. You have seen the world, how could you..."

"Okay, okay, stop talking, a dog can't spit out ivory."

Yang Jun knew that he would not say anything nice next, so he interrupted.

However, after finishing speaking, he tilted his head and said, "Tell me the truth, does this den belong to your brother?"

When Luo Xiaojun heard this, he said with a mournful face: "Uncle, my dear uncle, do I need to lie to you?"

"There's no one else here. If this really belongs to my brother, I can just plead with you. Is there any need to go to war?"

Yang Jun heard this and sneered: "Are you very brave? Do you think I will agree if you ask for mercy?"

When Luo Xiaojun heard this, he smashed his mouth and immediately stopped talking.

Seeing this, Yang Jun suddenly said sternly: "Whether this den belongs to your brother or not, tell your brother that he is not allowed to touch this thing in the future. If I know that he uses fake goods to deceive people again, don't blame me for sending him in with my own hands?"

When Luo Xiaojun heard this, he immediately stood up straight with his legs.

"Yes, uncle."

"When I turn around, I will make my brother change his ways."

When Yang Jun heard this, his expression softened a lot.

"Xiaojun, I'm not blocking your brother's financial path, but..."

"Uncle, please stop talking. I understand the reason. You are doing this for the best of our family."

Luo Xiaojun said with red eyes: "Originally I didn't approve of my brother doing this, but I just took this opportunity to let him change his ways."

Yang Jun: "That's good, as long as you understand."

After saying that, Yang Jun sighed and said: "If you follow me, you won't be short of money at all. We don't need to involve ourselves just because of this little money, do you hear me?"

"I understand, uncle."

When Yang Jun heard this, he sighed, then lowered his head and walked out of the cabin.

He went to look at other cabins and found that they were immediately in a mess.

Some of these cabins are used as dormitories for counterfeit workers, some are used as warehouses, and many more are used for counterfeiting.

It's quite complete inside, with a furnace for firing, a place for making things old, and colorful and messy paints.

When Yang Jun saw it, he was also very sad.

Counterfeiting is not easy and requires very strong professional knowledge.

Some of the people under control were just ordinary workers, while others were skilled painters, and after interrogation, it turned out that there was a university history professor among them.

It seems that this professor is their consultant in making forgeries.

Yang Jun did not expect that university professors would also participate.

Alas, it is true that man dies for wealth and birds die for food.

Yang Jun walked around the wooden houses before coming outside.

There are big rice dumplings tied on the ground, looking like crabs waiting to be steamed in a pot.

A group of children were milling around in various wooden houses, watching everything with wonder.

Yang Jun took a glance and found that his sons Yang Chengdao and Sun Xiaoguo were questioning a counterfeit worker.

"Hey, how much money can you make from counterfeiting in a month?"

Sun Xiaoguo asked, lying on the ground with his butt sticking out.

The worker was tied up like a big crab, and his face turned red from suppressing his emotions. However, when faced with the child's questions, he could only endure the discomfort and answer.

"It's not much, only seven to eight hundred yuan a month."

"Oh, so many?"

Sun Xiaoguo licked his lips and said, "More than my pocket money."

When Yang Chengdao heard this, he chuckled and said, "That's because your father is stingy."

Sun Xiaoguo chuckled and said, "Who says it's not the case? If I had a father like you, I would laugh out of my dreams."

"Who can be like you and easily lose 500 million yuan, and in the end, nothing happened? Hey, it's so irritating that people are more powerful than people."

When Yang Chengdao heard this, he immediately became unhappy.

"Sun Xiaoguo, you don't want to open a certain pot, right?"

"This happened in the past. I already knew I was wrong. My parents didn't blame me, but you still fell in love with me. Who are you?"

Hearing this, Sun Xiaoguo scratched his head and chuckled, "Hey, I don't mean anything else. I just envy you for having so much money."

After finishing speaking, he continued: "Besides, with my brain, I can't think so much. Don't think too much."

"snort!"

Yang Chengdao said: "You have a brain like your father's. Your brain is full of mush and you can't even wake up for a day."

Yang Chengdao and Sun Xiaoguo did not see Yang Jun and Sun Zhaocai standing behind them.
Chapter completed!