Captain Cao is more and more able to understand those criminals who will be imprisoned again not long after they finally come out after squatting in the bitter kiln.

Just a simple vote with eight treasures to cut cakes has already made Captain Cao gain a lot, and his pocket is unprecedentedly heavy. It's a sense of accomplishment that people who haven't experienced it can never understand. That's not something that can be described as sour, and it can be addictive immediately!

History has proven countless times that the stick cannot hit the economic law, and the determination and will to get rich cannot be stopped.

Although the cake-cutting incident has made Captain Cao gain a lot, it has not yet relieved Captain Cao's hatred. The injured members of the other three brigades were still lying in bed, and even if they had a little subsidy for soup and medicine, it would not be enough to fill Captain Cao's anger, and it was even more impossible to stop here.

In full swing, a new plan is rising in the heart of the black-bellied Captain Cao.

Uncle Botu is a tough old Pige man, and his life trajectory is similar to that of most Orc civilians in Sri Lanka. Born in a peaceful era, a peaceful adult, marrying a wife and having children, and then stepping into the coffin safely, it's as simple as that.

And when he was about to come to the last dull journey of his life, Uncle Botu, who had not been known all his life, inexplicably staged a masterpiece that he had never thought of at all.

If you want to say why there is such an abrupt change, the direct reason is that a few months ago, Uncle Botu rented the courtyard he had saved money to the captain of the Nancheng Public Security Brigade and a group of backbone elements as a shelter.

When it comes to his tenants, Uncle Botu has to praise them for being a group of enthusiastic lads who are loved by everyone. Although Uncle Botu's mansion was once the courtyard of a minor nobleman, it was already unusually dilapidated and not worth a few dollars.

So when Captain Cao came to find him with a group of wild boar boys from the giant forest, Uncle Botu directly rented it to them cheaply, who let those wild boar boys from the giant forest also belong to the Pigge clan.

Uncle Portu's kindness also benefited him a lot, and after the group of tenants had spent the hard years of coming to Sri Lanka, Captain Cao himself raised the rent to one gold coin a month.

That's an out-and-out sky-high price, and this compound is only in the slum after all. The area is large, but who will drag the family into the slum with a rich uncle?

Uncle Botu repeatedly refused, but he couldn't resist the stubborn security captain, and finally he could only accept it.

Not only that, but Uncle Botu's two sons were also idle and unprofessional. After they were reprimanded by Captain Cao once, they all felt very ashamed. And Captain Cao also introduced them to the security brigade in Dongcheng District, which solved the trouble that Uncle Botu was most worried about.

Ordinary people are most worried about their children, and Captain Cao's enthusiasm warms Uncle Botu's heart.

That's the security brigade, and now who in Sri Lanka doesn't know how good the security brigade is? Uncle Botu is so happy that his son can be one of them.

And the key person who created this beloved security brigade in Sri Lanka is also Captain Cao.

This Qingtian lord is his own tenant, and every time he mentions this relationship, Uncle Botu is proud. The pious Uncle Botu felt that this was the favor of the beast god for himself, otherwise, these good things would not fall on his head, and Captain Cao, who rescued the suffering, was simply the living god of Sri Lanka!

Speaking of the young man Captain Cao, Uncle Botu will give a thumbs up and say "amazing".

Not only did he often go around to distribute supplies and relief to people in the slums, but he also taught many civilians how to cook some simple dishes. Turning those unlovable wild vegetable heads into kimchi, and turning some animal offal that even the poor don't eat into delicious food through unique cooking, the whole Nancheng District has been different because of his birth.

As a landlord, the hospitable Uncle Botu also often walks around Captain Cao's house. Boasting with these young lads, smoking two new cigars and drinking two bowls of jade liquor, the days were happier than all the gods in the sky.

And Uncle Botu was gradually damaged by this group of people in mutual contact, and Uncle Botu, who had never spoken without a handle in the past, is now extremely vulgar when he opens and closes his mouth. Uncle Botu didn't think it was inappropriate, and even blindly thought that this style of swearing was indeed like what Captain Cao said, which would make people look more manly.

Uncle Potu is more curious than the average young man, probably because he has always been used to following the rules all his life, and suddenly he has no resistance after coming into contact with a group of young men who are extremely novel.

As long as Uncle Botu can emulate at that age, he will try it, which is very in line with the positioning of the old naughty boy.

On this day, Uncle Botu was pulled to the city gate by Captain Cao, and the two talked to each other for a long time. Uncle Botu was dumbfounded when he heard this, and then he nodded his head like a piledriver.

Captain Cao's big ticket follower is still some time away from returning to the imperial city, but this does not hinder Captain Cao's determination to make a fortune. Even if there are only a few people under him for the time being, Captain Cao is still confident that he will complete many plans.

Outside the thick city gates of Sri Lanka, Captain Cao squinted comfortably and smoked a cigar under the rare sun in the harsh winter. The two little secretaries stood behind him obediently and helped him pinch his shoulders and beat his back, making Captain Cao feel that his life was infinitely comfortable.

And in the open space in front of him, the sturdy Uncle Botu was holding a wooden sword, as if he was dancing a noble dance, slowly playing a set of swordsmanship. The wolf-like five tiger generals of the public security brigade jumped around the old man like a marquee. Each of them had a solemn look on their faces, as if they were facing a great enemy.

It was obvious that Uncle Botu and the Five Tiger Admirals were practicing martial arts. The five sturdy young men, with Uncle Botu's sword style, advanced and retreated, but none of them could bully Uncle Botu into a square circle in front of him.

The picture was like Uncle Botu's slow sword style building an invisible wall of qi, and a large group of onlookers around him applauded from time to time.

Although they may not understand this strange picture, they can feel an unfathomable taste in it. Their sense of smell came from the fact that Captain Cao paid each of them a silver coin.

What a good security captain! Not only did he invite them to bask in the sun and watch the play, but he also gave them money, and they only needed to exclaim every now and then. They can't find any reason to refuse such a deal.

These good-natured people didn't even know how to look at the incomprehensible Captain Cao, could it be that he was also relieving the poor in a different way? This was very much in line with his style of frequent visits to the grassroots during this period.

If there are professionals here, they will tell them with a stern face, and the role they play has a unique name, "childcare". And this kind of title is derogatory, mostly used to describe those bad people who have received black money to help others do black things.

Uncle Botu is also a little crazy, hearing the cheers around him from time to time, his old face is also evoked with a comfortable smile, quite a bit of fairy wind bones.

Uncle Botu's set of swordsmanship was taught by Captain Cao by hand, which is called "Taiji Swordsmanship". According to Captain Cao, if this set of swordsmanship is practiced every day, it will definitely be no problem to strengthen the body and prolong life.

Uncle Botu's qualifications are not bad, and he has already played well in just half a day. The circle turns as you wish, and every move and style are all natural.

In order to cooperate with the old man's sword dance, Captain Cao specially customized a wide robe embroidered with gossip yin and yang pisces for him. He also tied the old man's white hair into a high bun with a withered branch on it.

The whole set of image transformation did not even let go of the face of the old man Botu, and Captain Cao also found the white wool, straightened it and gave the old man a long shou mei and three strands of floating chest and long hair, and he was a Taoist master from another world.

This appearance, even Uncle Botu himself after looking in the mirror was full of praise, and Captain Cao had a kind of regret of seeing each other late, and he swore that he would never have any other looks for the rest of his life except for this outfit.

Uncle Botu's new look not only impressed the neighbors, but also almost scared his wife out of a heart attack. This old man who opened his mouth as "Bo Zhenren" and closed his mouth as "Bo Daoshi" is like a different person, and he often has the meaning of returning with the wind, which makes the aunt like to whip him with a feather duster when he has nothing to do these days.

Old man Botu knew that he was too late to enter the Dao, and he wanted to preach the Tao in his lifetime, cultivate the Yuan Infant that Captain Cao said, and then soar in the daytime, but I am afraid that I will not be able to catch it. But this does not affect the old man's open-minded and cheerful personality, he regards this as a kind of entertainment after tea and dinner.

Like now, the old man's swordsmanship is wonderful, but it is obviously unrealistic to defeat five gold medal thugs of the security brigade who are full of violence. was able to play such a trick and win a full house, thanks to the superb acting skills of these five young men, the old man's play was done enough.

The eyes of the masses seemed to be bright, as if the more they looked, the more they could see the profundity of the old man's swordsmanship, and many people even picked up a withered branch and silently played two tricks, with a thoughtful face.

If Zhang Zhenren, who has a spirit in the sky, knew that Captain Cao had promoted his famous skills to another world, I don't know if he would smile happily.

"Boss, the fat sheep is here. Luo Han, who was working hard to give Captain Cao a scalp massage, whispered in his ear, and the girlish aura like a musk deer made Captain Cao's whole body tremble.

"It's so lucky, there was a fat fish on the first day of fishing, it's really good!" Captain Cao narrowed his eyes and followed Luo Han's gaze.

In the distance, a team of chariots and horses under the banner of the Rockefeller family was already in sight, approaching the south city gate.

The Rockefeller family is also one of the four major families of the human world.

In the business world, it is not an exaggeration to describe the wealth of the Rockefeller family of the Rex Empire as "a household name, known to women and children". This "symbol of the wealth of the human world", which has flourished for more than 18 generations, is inextricably linked with the Rex Empire and even international politics and economics.

And these fames are the most conspicuous signs of the fat sheep for Captain Cao.

Captain Cao, who had already dealt with the Rothschilds and the Twigenstein family, had long wanted to meet the other two families. Unexpectedly, when he caught such a big fish, Captain Cao was so happy that he seemed to be about to fly.

"Bo Zhenren! The main master is here!" Captain Cao held his hands in a trumpet shape, reminding the old man who was "viciously fighting" the five tiger generals with his own strength.

The old man smiled knowingly, indicating that everything was in his words.

I saw that with a flick of his wrist, the rhythm of the dancing of a wooden sword suddenly rose a notch and became more agile. The five tiger generals suddenly felt a great increase in "pressure", and one by one they waved the law enforcement sticks in both hands airtightly. But they were obviously powerless to return to the sky, and under the old man's continuous sword chain, the five people were gradually forced into one place.

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, one of the sturdy Barkley's law enforcement sticks flew out of his hand in the collision with the old man, and fell not far in front of the approaching Rockefeller caravan.

Bo Zhenren's eyes also flashed a trace of murderous aura, this fat guy is so ignorant! If he had a little more strength just now, Bo Zhenren's peachwood sword would really have to fly away.

The caravans of the Rockefeller family have stopped, and the battle of Bo Zhenren with one enemy and five is very eye-catching, as long as it is a normal person, there is no curiosity.

The people of the caravan instantly spread the word that there was a shocking performance ahead, claiming that such a "tragic" battle was uncommon.

The family guards and some mercenaries in the caravan all surrounded the front, and they were all amazed. Even a young nobleman on a tall horse at the tail of the caravan rode over to watch.

But in a moment, this master was already fascinated!