"It doesn't matter, as long as there is a lawn to lie down." Li Zitao didn't want to come to these people to enjoy it.

He needs these people to create greater value for him at the cost of paying a lot of money.

There will never be love and hate for no reason. Giving is relative. If you give yourself a good fortune and a chance to have enough food, they need to give your loyalty and life.

If you can't do it, then I'm sorry, please leave. Li Zitao is not rich enough to support a group of idle people.

40 minutes later, surrounded by flying dust, a manor separated by a wall appeared in front of him.

Except for a 2-storey villa, the entire manor is filled with various vegetables and lawns, which do not exist at all.

The manor is cared for by an elderly widowed man, who is also the housekeeper of the manor, Jacob.

"Move the table next to it, on the ground, around the corner, find a place to live by yourself, Jacob, help me find two chefs. From tomorrow on, these people will need a lot of supplements every day."

Seeing that Jacob was a little confused, Li Zitao changed his words: "They ate a lot."

"Okay, sir." Then Jacob understood.

That night, the bread stored in the villa was divided into brilliance. These young people who seemed to see hope for the future simply looked for a corner, slid their bodies and fell asleep.

For them, this kind of life is normal. There is a place to shelter from the wind and rain, and that is their home and breeding ground.

"Come with me." Nearly half a night, Wang Dagou called the middle-aged man during the day and took him to the second floor.

"Sir, do you have any instructions?" The other party asked nervously when he saw Li Zitao sitting in the study, lit an oil lamp and closed his eyes to rest.

"What's your name?" Li Zitao asked casually with his eyes closed.

"Huang Yifang, just call me Lao Huang." After all, he is old and has a bit of worldly style and worldly speaking.

"Old Huang, I think you seem to know your words. Can you speak English?" Li Zitao asked tentatively.

"You know some, I, I have worked as a translator." Huang Yifang said.

"Oh?" Li Zitao opened his eyes in surprise and said with a smile, "How could he be like this now?"

A little angry appeared on his face, and Huang Yifang whispered: "It's not those damn foreigners. He doesn't give us Chinese a chance to work. Forget it, just bully people, but insult me ​​every day as a yellow-skinned monkey.

Pigs are their white slaves and are raised by bitchies. If they hadn’t had their wives and children, I would have to fight for them, a group of dirty white men.”

"Yes, they are just a group of white-skinned men with dirty hearts. In the eyes of the sun never set, the entire United States, including the upper class, is a so-called nouveau riche.

Vulgar, greedy, despicable, disgusting, dirty tricks, and shameless."

Hearing Li Zitao say this, Huang Yifang seemed to have found a comrade in the common camp and shouted excitedly: "Yes, that's right, they are just a group of shameless Bichi."

"Haha, that's why I'll come back to you." Li Zitao smiled heartily, and looked at him with a serious expression and said, "Now, I want to take you with you and grab our cake from these vulgar and dirty white-skinned guys. What do you think?"

When Huang Yifang heard Li Zitao say he wanted to go against the white people, his long-term fear made him tremble and asked timidly: "First, sir, do you really want to go against the white people?"

"That's right, not only do I have to go against the white people, but I have also killed the white people with my own hands." Li Zitao sat back on the chair and looked at him calmly.

"Ah?" Huang Yifang opened his mouth wide and looked at him in disbelief.

"So what about the white people? Do they have three heads, six arms, seventy-two changes, or do they not die if they are hit by a bullet?" Li Zitao said as expected.

"Yes, but there are white people everywhere here, this is their country." Huang Yifang said with a little shaken look, but he was thinking in his heart, "Yes! If a white person is shot, he will die."

"But they were also stolen from the Indians. How many white people were there in the land? How many Indians were there?

But the whites snatched this rich land from them with their ambitions and established the American Federation,

Now, why can't we snatch a piece of our own territory from the white people?"

Li Zitao naturally knew that the refugees on Mayflower could occupy this land not because of their ambition, but because of the funding of the capital empire behind it and a large number of advanced weapons.

But he doesn't know these ordinary Chinese immigrants!

For example, Huang Yifang, even though he had been a translator, he had never studied the history of America, so his eyes lit up at this moment.

In it, Li Zitao saw the ambition and desire he wanted.

"Are you proficient in accounts?" Li Zitao wanted to find someone who manages the accounts first. As the saying goes, the three armies should go first before they move their food and grass. A person who is proficient in finance is very important to any force.

"Yes, I've worked in a convenience store before. Although I haven't learned this knowledge, it's okay to calculate the accounts." Huang Yifang raised his head and said.

"Well, then you will be responsible for the accounts and procurement first. This is $200. The food for the little guys these days will be left to you to arrange." Seeing the other party's touched look, Li Zitao raised his finger and said, "You must make them full. The meat is mainly beef and chicken. I need them to strengthen their bodies."

When Huang Yifang left with confidence, Li Zitao leaned on the chair with some fatigue, thinking about the money at hand.

The 89-person family spent $890 for him, and just gave Huang Yifang $200, but now he only has $915 left, which is more than $10 for them.

"There is not enough money!" Training is one aspect, and weapons are the other aspect.

If you want these people to form combat effectiveness, you must be equipped with weapons and sufficient ammunition for them to practice target shooting.

Otherwise, when it really comes in handy, he will use a gun to "dadada" and go over and draw a circle around the other party. The person has not even scratched his skin. Wouldn't he be cheated to death?

"Rely on your parents at home and on your friends when you go out. My good friend William, I'm afraid you'll have to trouble you again." When he thought of William's face that was about to cry when he left, Li Zitao felt that he would be too tight.

"Or else go and rob the bank?" At this time, robbing the bank in the United States is a normal thing, and some small banks will be robbed every few days.

The safe business is booming. Only people with a small net worth will buy a safe for their family, and would rather save it yourself than keep it in the bank.

However, after thinking about it, he decided to give up. It was too risky to do so. If it was turned out in the future, it might become a handle in the enemy's hands at any time.

America will soon become stronger, making money from war, stepping on the heads of the dwarfs and allies, and soaring into the sky, the laws will become more and more perfect. Li Zitao does not want to be found by FBI agents one day.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang, “Help, help! Is anyone? Open the door, open the door quickly…”

The iron gate of the manor was shaking, and a hurried female voice came into his ears, causing Li Zitao to stand up, inserted the pistol on the table into his back and walked downstairs.

"Sir." As soon as he went downstairs, he met Jacob with an oil lamp.

"I'll go and have a look, you go and have a rest first!" Li Zitao doesn't want to be a scumbag who abuses the elderly at such a big manor.

"Oh, thank goodness, sir, someone wants to kidnap me. Can you let me in? Please." As soon as Li Zitao walked out of the room with an oil lamp, the woman outside the iron gate asked hurriedly, her feet kept walking around, showing how anxious she was.

"Wait." Li Zitao walked forward and saw clearly the appearance of the woman who visited late at night.

How should we describe it, beauty and holy, like a princess favored by nature. Even if her face is full of panic at this moment, it will not affect this beauty.

"Sir, sir, can you please open the door?" Seeing Li Zitao standing inside the door in a daze, Ingrid Bergman almost went crazy.

This weekend was really crazy. She just wanted to come to Chicago and experience the scenery of the city. By the way, she visited the University of Chicago, which was founded in 1890 and became the leader of higher education and research in the United States in 1894. Now she is the University of Chicago, which countless students Xinxin yearn for.

But what she didn't expect was that she was chased on the street, and the other party said that he wanted to kidnap her because a gangster named Jack Gun fell in love with her while driving.

Ohgod, is this really a metropolis in the United States, Chicago City?

When Bergman thought of this, his previous expectations and favorable feelings for America disappeared completely. Fortunately, he encountered a manor. After this silly young man opened the door, he let her escape in smoothly. "I hope those guys won't find this place."

"My name is Charlie Lee, I am the owner of this place, please come in." Holding the oil lamp, Li Zitao made a gesture of inviting him.

The woman who suddenly appeared was a bit surprisingly beautiful, so he was already guessing whether his identity had been discovered. The other party sent this woman to use the beauty trick to test his identity.

"Hello, Charlie, my name is Ingrid Bergman, and my friends call me Lili." Bergman was grateful for the boy who rescued himself in times of crisis, 'Although he looked a little dumb and stupid.'

"Welcome to the manor as a guest. I believe you were frightened and tired before. I will take you to rest." Because of the suspicion in my heart, Li Zitao decided to observe this woman.

If the other party was a thorny rose sent by Capone Group, he might have to make up his mind and choose to destroy the flowers with a harsh hands and then find a way to transfer it.

"If this is true, it would be a pity for this fairy face that is as unparalleled as fireworks in the world." Seeing Bergman walk into the room and close the door, Li Zitao sighed with regret.
Chapter completed!