Early the next morning, Xiao Fan set off with Yang Jun.

The wounds left by the shrapnel taken out yesterday were very small, and Yang Jun didn't care at all about the minor injuries.

"Brother Yang, how can we get there?"

Xiao Fan asked.

Yang Jun smiled and said: "Mr. Xiao, do you think we are sneaking across the border? That is illegal. We have certificates and can pass the customs directly with the certificates."

"The boss has prepared it for you."

As he spoke, Yang Jun took out two ID books from the armrest box and handed one to Xiao Fan.

Inside is a photo of him.

"So easy?"

Xiao Fan said in surprise.

Yang Jun chuckled and said: "The boss has connections here and in Myanmar. Don't worry, Mr. Xiao, this is definitely legal."

"Um."

Xiao Fan nodded.

After showing their documents, Xiao Fan and his car entered Myanmar easily.

"How is the security here?"

Xiao Fan asked.

Yang Jun smiled and said: "We don't need to enter remote places, it will definitely be safe."

"It takes four or five hours to drive there. Mr. Xiao, you will have to be a little tired."

Xiao Fan shook his head: "It's okay, I'm not a pampered young master."

The car kept moving forward, and Xiao Fan looked at everything outside the window with interest.

Speaking of which, this is his first time going abroad.

Unknowingly, four and a half hours passed and the car drove safely to a warehouse.

"The boss rented this warehouse."

"Everything has been delivered to the warehouse. You can inspect the goods later."

Yang Jun jumped out of the car and said.

The warehouse was not very big, so Yang Jun opened the warehouse quickly.

After closing the door of the warehouse, Yang Jun turned on the lights, and the entire warehouse was illuminated.

There are hundreds of wooden boxes in the warehouse.

"Each box contains a hundred Tang knives and several special whetstones. Tang knives made of special steel are generally difficult to sharpen with sharpening stones."

Yang Jun said and opened one of the boxes.

He casually picked up a Tang Dao and pulled it out. The cold light flashed, just like the sample Tang Zaitian received.

Xiao Fan opened a dozen boxes one after another and checked them carefully. These items were intended for Xiao Hai to use on the battlefield, and there must be no problem with the quality.

“The stuff is good.”

Xiao Fan smiled and said, these knives are much better than the handicrafts sold by those anchors.

"Master Xiao, let's move these boxes."

"The boss said you wanted to play with guns. The stuff has been delivered to you. It's in the back."

Yang Jun greeted.

Xiao Fan approached and said, "Brother Yang, don't take action. If you use force, the wound on your back will definitely collapse."

Speaking of this, Xiao Fan directly picked up a box with both hands and moved it aside.

Yang Jun looked at Xiao Fan blankly.

The box plus the hundreds of Tang knives inside weighed four to five hundred kilograms. It was difficult for two ordinary adult men to lift it, but Xiao Fan actually carried it alone.

It seems pretty easy.

"Young Master Xiao really has deep inner strength."

Yang Jun thought to himself.

How did he know that Xiao Fan Maoxian had no internal strength.

If he can move, he is physically strong.

Soon Xiao Fan moved several boxes weighing hundreds of kilograms aside without blushing or breathing.

There is a flat metal box lying on the ground.

Xiao Fan opened it, and there were more than a dozen types of firearms inside, including pistols, submachine guns, shotguns, rifles, and even a light machine gun inside.

There are no sniper rifles or heavy machine guns.

In addition to firearms, there are many kinds of bullets, each with hundreds of rounds.

"Young Master Xiao, the boss said there's nothing wrong with playing here, just don't take it back."

Yang Jun smiled.

As he spoke, he took out a certificate from the bottom of the box and handed it to Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan took it and saw it was a gun permit.

Guns are prohibited in Myanmar, but with Tang Zaitian's energy here, getting a gun license is not a big problem.

"Boss Tang has thought everything carefully."

Xiao Fan smiled and said, "Let's find a place to try the gun."

"good!"

Yang Jun nodded.

Before leaving, Tang Zaitian told him that this time, as long as Xiao Fan didn't make particularly excessive demands, he would satisfy him as much as possible.

Not long after, Xiao Fan and the others arrived at a shooting range with their firearms.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Xiao Fan started playing with a gun.

Yang Jun was guiding beside him, and he was shocked.

From the way Xiao Fan touched the gun, he knew that Xiao Fan must have never touched it before, but even though he had not finished ten rounds of each gun, Xiao Fan's accuracy was very good.

After firing hundreds of bullets, Xiao Fan has reached the level of a sharpshooter.

Yang Jun secretly clicked his tongue.

He reached this level by feeding him tens of thousands of rounds of bullets.

It doesn't take long either.

Fortunately for Xiao Fan, in just a few hours, pistols, rifles, etc. had already caught up with him.

In Yang Jun's view, what Xiao Fan lacked was just practical combat.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and Xiao Fan spent most of these two days at the shooting range.

Yang Jun was shocked at first, but then became numb.

Xiao Fan is already very good with the sniper rifle, and can hit an apple from a distance of more than a thousand meters!

Simply talking about marksmanship, Yang Jun knew that he was no longer as good as Xiao Fan.

"Yang Jun, I'll give you a day off."

"I also need to arrange for someone to transport the things away so that they are not accessible to you."

Xiao Fan and the others returned to the warehouse.

It's the agreed time today, and if nothing unexpected happens, Xiao Hai will contact him in the evening.

"Okay, Mr. Xiao."

Yang Jun nodded.

He is not worried about Xiao Fan's safety now.

Anyone who comes to trouble Xiao Fan without opening his eyes is an old man who has eaten arsenic and lived impatiently.

Soon Yang Jun left, and gradually it became late at night.

"Boom!"

A dull knocking sound sounded, and Xiao Fan woke up. He immediately looked at the mirror next to him.

"My dear grandson, what good things are there this time?"
To be continued...