Zhu Wencong pulled Malik into his carriage. His identity is of great use value.

Malik didn't expect that the yellow man in front of him wanted to cooperate with him. The yellow man in his impression was dull and not smart.

"What kind of business do you want to do with me?" Malik was a little curious, and he couldn't figure out what Zhu Wencong did.

"Do you need a new identity to start a new life?" Zhu Wencong asked.

Malik nodded quickly, then shook his head: "The Federation is gone, what do I need a new identity for?

It’s just that there are more people who know me there, so I want to settle here and spend the rest of my life.”

Zhu Wencong remembered that he had explained it in Chinese. At that time, Malik was still kneeling on the ground begging God for forgiveness.

In fact, at the end of August, the Confederate army arrived in Washington, and in September the slogan of abolition was shouted, and the Southern faction had no chance of winning.

As mentioned before, the South has a total population of nine million, of which four million are Kunlun slaves. Once they gain freedom, the North will pick up four million troops for free.

A large number of southern slaves ran towards the north. They did not seek asylum from the north, but said to the northern army:

‘Boss, send me a gun! I will take the lead in the charge!’

The slaves picked up the guns of the Northern Army and led the Northern Army to loot the farmers who had exploited them. The old and the new were replaced, and the classes were replaced.

If Chongzhen in history was like Lincoln, he issued a declaration to change history and replaced slaves with tenant farmers.

Li Zicheng and Huang Taiji are all scum. Tens of thousands of tenant farmers picked up farm tools and became Chongzhen's strongest spear.

The biggest cancer in the Ming Dynasty, the landlords and vassal kings, were eradicated. The Ming Dynasty may move from agriculture to industry like the United States.

It's a pity that history has no ifs. After all, Chongzhen's personal ability was too poor and he was not the savior.

"The Federation can't die? God! I...what am I doing! Please forgive my stupid behavior, God!

I shouldn't have fled the battlefield, I should have fought bloody battles with my brothers!" Malik felt like he was going to a military court.

Zhu Wencong looked at Malik's poor acting skills. You have come here. How can the federation sanction you?

Too many people died in that war, and Malik and his group were definitely not the only ones to escape.

"Why can't the Southern Army capture Washington? Are they useless? They beat us so brutally!" Malik angrily shouted.

"Did you commit something? Which kind of beheading?" Zhu Wenchong noticed that Malik was silent.

"Reselling arms?" Zhu Wencong asked tentatively.

"..." Malik continued to remain silent.

Zhu Wencong said that he understands, the federation does not pay wages, and the people below all pay their own military salaries.

Officers usually resell arms, sell military ranks, and smuggle goods. It is estimated that Malik is responsible for all three.

"Are you the Son of God?" Malik always felt that the other person was the Son of God, an omnipotent and omniscient being.

"Alas! It's hard to look back on the past! We looted a village at that time, but we didn't expect that there was still a peach-picking team.

Although we are all members of the Northern Army, in the face of interests, no matter which division it is, we can still fight!

After fighting, we discovered that they were special forces responsible for escorting the gold and silver of the Southerners.

They said that all the silver we looted belongs to the Federation. Do you think I can agree? Can brothers agree?

What's more, in front of real money, they have only one way to die and no second way!

So we were sent to that damn war, and they wanted us to die to show our resolve..." Malik elaborated.

"Where's gold and silver?" Zhu Wencong is very concerned about this.

"Didn't God tell you?" Malik asked, Zhu Wenchong should be very familiar with God.

Zhu Wencong thought for a while: "At that time, you planned a retreat, prepared to divide your troops into two groups, and quietly transport away the gold and silver?

That batch of gold and silver... should be in California. It is absolutely safe to put it here, which is also the reason why you come here."

"Oh! God! Forgive me! I really deserve to die! I am a sinner!" Malik knelt on the floor and confessed.

Zhu Wencong kicked Malik again. He has no sincerity at all. His survival depends entirely on his acting skills.

It has to be said that this kind of person is the most popular existence in society, capable of bending and stretching, extremely ambitious, and extremely capable.

"I can give you part of the gold and silver, and I ask you to keep it a secret for me..." Malik whispered.

"I can help you turn this batch of gold and silver into pounds! Find out more about Jiuding Bank!" Zhu Wencong handed over his business card.

Malik's eyes widened, thinking that this relationship is so good! Someone specializes in selling stolen goods!

The main reason why I live in exile and make a living by robbing is that gold and silver cannot be used as food, and I dare not expose it.

"That's right! We still have a lot of good things, I don't know if you can take them, but they are all of good quality!" Malik gave Zhu Wencong a look.

Zhu Wencong smiled knowingly, it seemed that all the treasures of the farmers were in their hands.

These people seem to be making a lot of money, but in fact all their money has been taken away by middlemen. They can only drink soup.

"How to divide it?" Malik asked directly.

"June 4th!" Zhu Wencong was not polite.

Malik feels sad, but if he doesn't accept it, he won't be able to find a better buyer.

"If there is no problem, we will conduct the transaction in the state capital, and I will give you a new identity at the same time.

You should see that there are official people in my team, so I have a very good relationship with the officials.

If you want to make those friends, I can also help you make introductions. They are in urgent need of motivated people.

California will take the lead in promoting industrial development and become a model for the entire federation!" Zhu Wenchong said confidently.

"Yes! Yes! We are willing to serve the government. After all, we are all members of the Federation.

We have also shed blood and sweat for the Federation. Our contribution cannot be ignored for the Federation to be what it is today.

If the division is divided into six and four, I think it would be best for us to get four floors each and the official to get two floors.

In the future, my brother and I plan to develop in California and don’t want to return to that sad place." Malik looked at Zhu Wenchong.

Zhu Wencong found out that Malik is very kind, which also shows that he really wants to live a peaceful life.

"The official currently has a secret plan, do you want to participate?

The content of the work is similar to what you have done before, this time it is fighting for California!" Zhu Wenchong had a mysterious expression.

Malik was a little confused but quickly calmed down. He didn't care about the dirty work at all. He was working for the government anyway.

"I'm fine!" Malik said, patting his chest.

"Then let's talk in detail when we get to the state capital!" Zhu Wenchong continued to maintain a sense of mystery.

Malik looked at Zhu Wencong's mysterious look, and he couldn't see through him more and more. This young man was too deep.

The initiative is completely out of his hands. Malik feels that he has been led by Zhu Wencong, as if he is about to jump into a pit.

Zhu Wencong didn't pay attention to Malik's worries. With his trump card in hand, he had an extra chance of winning against the farmer.
Chapter completed!