Arrows came one after another, knocking them both backwards like whack-a-moles.

Sharp arrows were shot against their scalps, crotch, armpits, and cheeks, and the rain and dew were all wet, and if there was a board behind them, the arrow would come up with a stick figure of the two figures, the kind that Picasso had drawn by hand.

The two were stunned, and the sharp arrows that flew in the whistle carried a deadly aura of hooking souls, so frightened that the two did not dare to move, and stood there honestly and were shot.

Yang Shubao drove by, he lowered the window probe and said: "Come on, two, slap each other, otherwise the arrows will not stop, you know, God does not dare to guarantee that your next arrow will not miss you." ”

A big man shouted: "OK, OK, OK, SIR, we admit that we took the initiative to provoke you, but this is not our intention, believe us, sir, this is what the company asked us to do, this is not our intention!"

Yang Shubao smiled: "I believe you, but there are rules in the adult world, if you make a mistake, you will be beaten, and you need to be responsible for what you do." ”

Officer Benson grabbed him and said, "Wait, you're saying the company asked you to do that? what's going on?"

Even a fool can realize that there is something wrong with this.

Yang Shubao shook his head and said, "I understand the inside story, Officer Benson, there is no need to ask, I will tell you what is going on later." Come on, you two don't froze and start slapping each other, or do you want to get shot again?"

The scalps of the two big men were numb, they looked at each other helplessly, waved to each other helplessly, and twitched each other's faces.

Yang Shubao suddenly sneered: "Are you two GAY? Are you caressing? I let you slap each other, not let you touch each other." ”

Another sharp arrow sounded!

Hearing the warning, the big men trembled in their hearts, and one of them wanted to explain, but the other big man decisively waved his hand and slapped him in the face.

The slap was loud.

The anger appeared like this, and the two of them pumped each other, pumping very happily.

Yang Shubao was relieved, raised the window and drove away.

On the way, he informed Officer Benson of the Green Wetland Industrial Company's plan, and Benson's heart became angry: "These sons of bitches are actually playing tricks on my territory?

"Yes, they didn't take you seriously, they looked down on you as a little policeman, how are you going to clean them up?"

Officer Benson thought angrily for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Don't say it, I really can't clean them up." ”

Yang Shubao: o( ̄▽ ̄)d

The car returned to the junction with the wood, and they built a wooden hut together on the side of the road.

This wooden shack doesn't need to be luxurious and modern, as long as it has the style of a steppe tribe.

The Timit were in charge of building the huts, while Yang Shubao took the earth spirits to dig the turf.

He had to lay grass on the inside of the wooden house, and then invite a few small animals to sit on the platform, completely creating a grassland style.

Yang Xiaohei, Yang Xiaohua, Tiger Weasel, Meerkat, Finger Monkey, Marmoset and even Little Wild Dog and Little Hyena can all be the stars of the place, which are sure to attract people into the house to rest and watch the excitement.

Wooden shacks are for consumption, and as soon as they come in, they have to buy juice and fruit salad, which is a good way to stimulate consumption.

Kurutantan came to help with all his might, and he hoped that Yang Shubao would also do his best to help the Sang people when they bought the farm.

Lao Yang doesn't pull his hips, and the children of the robe brothers never pull their belts, so he asked Officer Benson on the spot: "How is the problem of the Iron Beast handled by the farm now?"

Officer Benson said, "It's seized. ”

Yang Shubao said: "I understand, it will definitely be seized, I mean what is the government going to do with it?"

Officer Benson asked rhetorically, "You want to buy it?"

Yang Shubao shook his head: "No, I don't want to buy it, I just asked you how the government deals with it, can you stop talking so much nonsense and tell me the answer directly?"

Officer Benson sneered, "I have to understand what you mean, or I can't tell you the truth." ”

"What's the truth?"

"The farm has grown corn, cassava, peanuts and cotton, and they are about to ripen, and our police department plans to hire some farmers to collect them and sell them to make money to subsidize office expenses. ”

Yang Shubao exclaimed: "You guys are so bold, this is knowing the law and breaking the law." ”

Officer Benson said disdainfully, "What is this? Our colleagues in Candorf are really bold, last year a few bastards robbed the money of the high-ranking officer of Hluhluwe and played with his women, and as a result, they were caught in Candorfer, and they were greedy for all the money. In order to keep the money, they don't know what means they used to make those bastards fools, you say, what are we compared to them?

Yang Shubao was silent, you are actually all good babies, I have a showdown, I did this.

However, the wool from the farm is really not stressful for the police department, and it is not the Hluchluwe police who did it themselves, and the Nongoma police also intervened, and they share the profits.

This is normal, the farm is located between Hluchluwe and Nongoma, and both police stations have jurisdiction and the right to collect wool.

However, it was easier for Yang Shubao to operate, he told Kurutantan that he could go to the Golden Shield Chieftain, contact the official through the chief's relationship, and then find out the official's attitude.

Kurutantan was fed up with the days of wandering, even though wandering and safari were traditions of the San people.

He was highly educated, had jumped out of the well to see the green grass, smelled the flowers, blown the breeze, enjoyed the sun, and did not want to go back to the well.

The big farm was an opportunity for him to stabilize the group, and in fact he wanted to continue to maintain the traditions and customs of the San people, but he wanted to make the people live better and longer.

Yang Shubao gave him a taxi to take him to Nongoma, and he continued to build a house with the elves and Timites.

The Timit were about to leave, after all, they had been together for a while, and they still had some feelings.

Lao Yang is an emotional person, and he hopes that the Timit people can leave some traces here, so that he can recall the traces of the past after seeing them.

For example, the indigenous thatched huts that have been built, such as the grassland-style wooden shacks that are being built now.

When the hut was about to be built, it rained heavily on the grassland.

Yang Shubao has been waiting for this heavy rain for the past two days.

When the rain came, he drove to the shack to find the old killer and Quinnalit, the two were sitting in the shack in a daze, there were few cars on heavy rainy days, and they would not stop on the road for long, and the fruit stall had no business.

Yang Shubao beckoned after seeing the two: "Get in the car?"

The old killer stood up and asked strangely, "Teacher Yang, where are we going?"

Yang Shubao smiled: "Take you to the city, let's go buy clothes." ”

(End of chapter)