"My Heart is Eternal" is undoubtedly huge for the little girls, poor Evelyn heard it with tears in her eyes, and then before she woke up, she was pulled by Yang Feng to watch the 50-year-old version of "Cinderella".

He ran to the Voyager a few days ago, and it took two days to search the Disney Company's film warehouse, and then directly emptied the entire warehouse. In the future, I plan to follow the schedule and release all other animated films except for those animated images that they own the copyright to be released at a rate of one half a year, starting with "Cinderella", then "Alice in Wonderland", and then "Peter Pan", so that Walt Disney can spend the second half of his life with Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck.

But in this case, he needs a partner, he doesn't think that he can enter the American film market by going out with the film.

Belch! He's going to be beaten out with a stick from Disney, Fox, MGM, Warner, Paramount, etc., but if you give the distribution rights to a British film company, it's easy to invade Hollywood.

For example, Joseph. Arthur. Frank.

King Arthur in the history of British cinema

"Do you have any studios in Britain that are as famous as Hollywood?"

In a box of the Yingtian Cinema, which had just been built for less than half a month, Yang Feng asked Evelyn with a pure face.

The latter stared at the picture on the big screen and ignored him directly.

"Evelyn?" Yang Feng nudged her gently.

The latter still ignored him.

Well, Yang Feng decided not to disturb her to watch the movie, this guy quietly stood up and walked out of the box, he had another guest waiting for him!

"Mahathir, huh? Sit down and talk, don't be restrained, although I don't like Javanese, but the witch is my friend, when Lao Lin took you to visit, I believe you also saw that the witch is here with me, and the treatment enjoyed by the Chinese is no different. They also have free medical care, their children can go to school for free, including the residential buildings under construction, they all have the same free share as the Chinese, and some of them have even joined the Ba'ath Party and become my most loyal subordinates.

Do you want you and your family to have the same future as theirs? ”

In the Fuhrer's Mansion, Yang Feng said lightly while drinking tea.

In front of him, sitting with a restrained face was a Malay from West Borneo, who is said to be a relative of the original Pontianak Sultan, and he didn't know how to escape the Pontianak Massacre.

"What do you mean?"

Mahathir said in surprise.

Of course he thought about it, after the news of free house, free medical care, and free school in Yang Feng was released, not to mention West Borneo, there were people in Sumatra, Java, and even Siam who wanted to run here. A few days ago, a group of Javanese people from Sumatra took small fishing boats from Sumatra and wanted to run with a shy face to see if they could go ashore, but they were sunk by the Kaohsiung with cannons without hesitation.

But the happy life of the Malays on the island is indeed what he has seen with his own eyes, eating rice and white noodles, having fish and meat every meal, and the building where he lives is waiting to be built, and the children are sent directly to the school on the island, and in the school, not only are they in charge of eating and drinking, but even clothes, shoes and socks are distributed for free, and when they are sick, they go directly to the hospital, and the doctors invited from Temasek are in charge of seeing the doctor, and the young Hussericks are waiting, all the fees are free, and not a penny is spent, he does not even dare to dream of such a day.

In this way, the monthly wages earned by the people on the island, even the most ordinary brick movers are two or three times that of him, this is simply a paradise, as long as he has the opportunity to become a resident here, let him do anything, even if this Ming Empire can not last long, as long as he can mix on the island for a period of time, it is enough to make a windfall, and nothing else will be left first, just the Ming ingots that are sent to the workers every month are real.

"If you want to be my person, you have to help me do things, as long as you complete the tasks I teach you, you will naturally be my people, and what I want you to do is very simple, I don't like Javanese, and I don't like them to go to West Borneo, do you understand?" Yang Feng said lightly.

Mahathir nodded busily.

West Borneo is now run by Chinese and Javanese under the auspices of the Australian Army, and is headed by a Security Committee, which consists of 23 delegates, 12 Chinese, and 11 people sent by the Republic of Java. The Security Council has a 3,000-strong security team, which is composed of the armed forces of the former Western League and the police sent by the Javanese, of whom 60 percent are Chinese, but because the majority of the Social Workers Party members who support the Republic of Java within the Western League, the Republic of Java has achieved rule over West Borneo in a sense.

"And what I want you to do is to find an opportunity to attack the Javanese in the security team, and then shout the slogan of West Borneo, telling the world that West Borneo is not Javanese, it is better to kill a few more Javanese, kill one and I will reward you with a Ming ingot, men, women and children can be, but you are not allowed to touch the Chinese, understand?" Yang Feng said.

"My lord, we don't have weapons." Mahathir said hesitantly.

This job is not difficult, there are still some Javanese people in West Borneo, and when the time comes, just gather a group of people to touch the door in the middle of the night to destroy the door, and he has not done this kind of work before. There is a lot of chaos there now, and the security team has a total of 3,000 people, and it is impossible to take care of the vast land of hundreds of thousands of square kilometers, and the tens of thousands of Japanese troops were not enough back then, let alone them. Moreover, deep in the forest is the territory of the Dayak headhunters, and the Japanese army has been beaten out when they go in, which is nothing more than to get into it after the attack, and then come out to do a vote after a few days of rest.

It doesn't matter if you don't have a weapon, just a balemon knife to chop sugar cane.

What he was worried about was whether Yang Feng would fulfill his promise, after all, the two sides had never known each other, and there was no way for a big man like someone to kick him out even if he ran out, at that time, don't get any more benefits but provoke a bunch of enemies.

"Weapons? Of course, I will definitely give you weapons, but before that, you and your subordinates will give you ten places in the first batch, and you and these ten subordinates must send your family to the island, and then register as official citizens of the Ming Empire at the civil office, mainly to avoid your worries.

But this matter is only known to you and the ten of them, and I will definitely not want anyone here, so you have to hide all this from the other subordinates, and I will give you a batch of activity funds to use to develop more subordinates. In addition, I will also send a member of the Baath Party to follow you, he will inspect your subordinates, and those who are meritorious will also develop into citizens of my Ming Empire according to the situation. Yang Feng said.

Well, even if Mahathir is not very shrewd, he knows that he is a hostage, but he doesn't care about sending his wife and children as hostages, as long as he can become a citizen of the Ming Empire.

"My lord, as long as you have a weapon, you can wait to hear my good news!" He immediately stood up and patted his chest and said.

"Okay, what you want is your attitude, of course, this matter will not let you continue to do it, when I feel about the same, I will naturally let you come back, and during this period, you will calculate according to the salary of the soldiers of the Imperial Defense, two Ming ingots per month, and then you will be paid together, and then you will rearrange the appropriate work, and enjoy everything that the citizens of the Ming Empire should enjoy on the island with their families." Yang Feng said with satisfaction.

"As for weapons, do you use rifles in the first place? Honestly, at a distance of a hundred meters, will you be able to hit the target with a rifle? He added.

Mahathir lowered his head with a red face, it would be good if he could hit within twenty meters, in fact, he hadn't even touched the gun a few times.

"You're not a professional soldier, and I don't have time to train you to be a professional soldier, I don't think your men are even sure how to shoot, and you're not going to fight, so the rifle isn't for you. As for the pistol, the power is too small, not to mention that the difficulty of pistol shooting is actually higher than that of a rifle, and the submachine gun bullet consumption is too fast, for novices like you, it is estimated that it will be difficult to learn those skills in a short time, and a box of bullets may be fired in the blink of an eye.

So you need a special weapon, and that's what you need. ”

Yang Feng said and stretched out his hand behind him, and took a Remington 870 from the beautiful bodyguard.

"Do you want to know what it is?"

The guy said with a smile.

Mahathir nodded hurriedly, where has he ever seen this kind of thing, in fact, the Remington 870 has not been designed at all, although Remington, Ithaca and other brands also have shotguns, but they are all used as shotguns by rich people in Europe and the United States, and it is difficult to see people who often play with guns in these places in Asia, let alone him.

Yang Feng was like Uncle Shi, carrying Remington out, facing a big tree in front of him, he pulled the trigger without hesitation, and there was a gunshot, and then in a piece of branches and leaves, three monkeys fell from above, and the remaining monkeys screamed and scattered in an instant, at the same time, Yang Feng pulled the trigger while loading while walking with extreme speed, and nine projectiles erupted again in the firelight, but this time one fell.

And Mahathir's eyes lit up.

Because Yang Feng didn't aim much at all, he just pointed casually, and then pulled the trigger.

"Shotguns, a necessary artifact for robbing homes and houses, killing people and stealing goods, you go back and send your family members over according to the ten places I gave you, and then I will give you twenty of these shotguns, and another two thousand dollars for your activities, and within ten days, I must hear the voice of the people of West Borneo against the Javanese invaders."

Yang Feng handed the gun to the bodyguard and said to Mahathir.

(Thanks to the book friend for the song of rage, beans, lonely and worried, lonely book to accompany him, righteous brother Yi Bo Yuntian, do you know not to be emotional, Mu Lingbao is not well-behaved...... Waiting for the reward of book friends)