: This is a loss

In the end, the flying fire burning beast, which was almost suffocated by Zhao Fubo's neck, was killed. When facing him, he did not shout, bite, and ran around the fence.

The tired big eyes looked watery. If I hadn't known this guy's habits, I would have thought it had made Zhao Fubo cry.

"You are told to be disobedient, this time... I know it's amazing!"

When Zhao Fubo spoke, he was panting and his hands holding the reins trembled as if he had some serious illness.

The flying fire-burning beast obediently asked Zhao Fubo to put a chewy and saddle it, and shook his head and sniffed it a few times. Although it was not used to it, it was indeed much more obedient when facing Zhao Fubo. It would accept these shackles.

This also shows that this guy is a pretty bachelor horse, and if you can't beat him, you will be a friend. As the gangsters often say - we are both hooligans, who are we afraid of?

After finishing this matter, Zhao Fubo gasped and sat on the fence.

I felt a little hated by this bad horse, but when I looked at the fur wet with sweat on the Feihuo Tiantian Beast, I couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken.

Speaking of which, you may not believe it. Teacher Martin calls it chocolate when he takes out something.

There is no shortage of cocoa beans in nearby Africa. Use skim cocoa beans, add milk, and cheese after concentrated, and then become these chocolates that are solidified in small square boxes.

Of course, these things are only made in the laboratory now, so the quantity is quite small. In particular, Martin told Zhao Fuxiao that it doesn’t matter, but chocolate has another name - military products, and the formula must not be leaked.

"Although you have a bad temper, you are still pretty good. I don't like the horse who doesn't have a temper! Today is the last time I'm going to lose my temper, otherwise I'll kill you and make soup next time!"

Faced with Zhao Fubo's threat, the Flying Fire Sky Beast just moved its lips and whistled low from the depths of its throat, just like a child who knew he was wrong.

However, when Zhao Fubo stuffed the chocolate milk candy he had bribed into his mouth and let him taste the taste, it immediately changed.

The long horse face approached Zhao Fubo and gently rubbed Zhao Fubo. Then the sensitive horse's nose had already smelled what it was looking for.

It stretched its mouth very consciously. If Zhao Fubo's pocket was not too small, he would have to move his mouth and eat and clothing.

"Hey, hey, why are you greedy, just like your brother Xiao Hei Tan! Okay, otherwise I will turn against you!"

Seeing this scene on the side, John Xiao of Wuxing finally felt relieved. At the first glance, he saw Zhao Fubo's arm and immediately began to perform his role as a nurse.

"Your arm is bleeding, I'll give you some medicine!"

As soon as the little John came over with the medicine box, the Flying Fire Sky Beast immediately showed another bad habit. He tilted his head, opened his mouth and bit towards the little John.

"Hey, you bad horse, what did he eat for you? Your head is broken!"

Little John, who was almost bitten, jumped a big step, and his face turned red and shouted at the Feihuotian Beast. The latter crawled directly behind Zhao Fubo, lifted his lips and stared at Little John, and looked like you did not do anything to me.

This bad horse was only hated Zhao Fubo, but now it has become a bad horse that doesn't like Zhao Fubo. It looks like a hooligan.

"Okay, stop making trouble, Muke, let's go and practice guns, the competition will start soon."

The Huangsha City martial arts competition has indeed attracted the attention of many people.

During supper that day, it was as usual. Everyone was waiting for the little John who had finished praying to serve everyone with rice. Those who did not pray also started to talk as usual.

As they spoke, the cooler night breeze swept across the dining table. The oil lamp protected by glass on the table emitted a smooth and dim light.

Martin put down the quill that had been writing on the notebook that had been constantly, and began to train the horse there and was a little excited about Zhao Fubo, reporting the bad news.

"Look, I've done the calculations. We didn't make much money in Ziyun Village last time. We have to start the business quickly, otherwise my plan will be interrupted! If our plan is interrupted, I'm afraid you and I will die without a burial place!"

Zhao Fubo's excitement faded as he listened to his words. He took the account book and saw the negative signs indicating expenses, and he was worried.

Martin looked at him silently, and he understood what it would be like to face the pressure of life.

"Don't forget, we are all counting on you!"

Zhao Fubo looked at the people around him with the dim light on the table. After praying, little John looked at him. Although Muke's gaze was as quiet as water, he also looked at him, and even Jack was always looking at him.

Of course, this has to be separated from the heartless Abdul Zhemal. As long as this guy is allowed to speak, it is not a problem whether he dies or not.

They basically knew the situation of the Zhao family.

At present, the Zhao family basically has four forces, and Sanniang has the largest and the loosest. Although she is firmly under the pressure, there is already an undercurrent below.

Then there are West Room and Jifengzhuang. In Huangsha City, Dalang's West Courtyard. Because Jifengzhuang is backed by Jifengzhuang, there are enough wealth and manpower.

The second is the three major owners. Although their forces are different, they are nothing in Huangsha City.

Finally, there is the so-called Dongfang power, which is also the weakest of the four powers, and it is even too weak to be beyond the title. Although Shu Yuer, the owner of Shu, is looking towards Zhao Fubo, the owner of Shu, will not help them any.

"Yes, we are really entangled. Everything depends on ourselves!"

Although he was a little confused, Zhao Fubo still stood up straight in front of everyone's eyes. Unconsciously, he felt as if he had grown up.

"Everyone, I really have no idea, but I want to say we have Teacher Martin, we have Muke and Jack, and we have this guy."

When Abdul Zhemal heard Zhao Fubo say something about himself, he hurriedly swallowed the flesh in his mouth.

"Yes, Master and me, you know me..."

"Shut up, there's something serious!"

Zhao Fubo's orders really worked. Abdul Zhemal's mouth, which could not be stopped, was immediately closed. In order to show that he was obedient, he actually pinched his lips with his fingers.

"As we come back, Teacher Martin came up with a strategy. Simply put, we have to be rich and we have to have someone. As for how to do it, Teacher Martin will tell you below."

Martin didn't expect these young people in front of him to give him any ideas. At present, the only one who can be used as a human being in the east room is probably the only one who can be used as a human being.

Unfortunately, he was a longbowman of the crusader. Even if language is not a problem, the most common one in Huangsha City is Chinese. Ordinary communication may be fine, but if something is important, it is far from enough.

"Jack, you have to learn Chinese as soon as possible, otherwise it will be very troublesome for us to do things."

Jack, who was sitting at the long table, was fighting against the meat chops on his plate with a set of knife and fork.

"Ah, of course, my Mr. Martin, but you know, I haven't received military pay for a long time, so I can advance some of it? I don't feel like a good person!"

Indeed, Jack now has nothing but a archer's leather armor. Especially in his appearance, he looks like there are many slaves. Who would talk to a slave about anything?

"Of course, money is not a problem for the time being. The main thing is that the things and raw materials we need must be obtained in time. In addition, I am afraid we need more slaves with the 10th Army. I think you will go to Ziyunzhuang with Abdul Zhemal before this. By the way, you still have to bring back the benefits given to us by the merchants there."

Jack didn't say anything, but just raised his hand to show that he received it.

Life here is not as in the military as he imagined. Instead, his current mission is somewhat like a standard businessman, shuttled between merchants all day long.

He kept buying back the milk, cocoa, candy and other things. Martin's laboratory was also constantly making these things into milk candy, but what Jack didn't understand was that the milk candy had not been replaced with a Deerhan silver coin.

As for using Crusaders as slaves, the reason is that technology is kept confidential.

"Actually I can go, my horse is obedient..."

When Zhao Fubo thought of Ziyun Village, he immediately thought of his last trip with Shu Yuer. He had an inexplicable expectation for going to Ziyun Village.

"No, you, Muke, little John, you can't go. You and Muke must prepare for the martial arts competition. Little John will help you two practice arrows, and at the same time he also needs to learn Chinese. It's enough for you to be busy, so they have to let them go!

Fu Bo and Muke must prepare for this competition. This time we will win, and we will win beautifully no matter what!”

Although this is in line with Zhao Fubo's idea, he does not think that he is really the best in the world. For example, his ability to shoot archery is not as good as Jack and John. His sword skills are naturally not as good as Muke.

Seeing that Zhao Fubo was about to interrupt, Martin stopped him by gestures and asked him not to interrupt himself.

"This time, you and Muke must win in the competition, because we have to take that opportunity to promote our Alpine milk candy. As long as our publicity is in place this time, your salary will be paid to everyone... As soon as our competition is over, we will be given to everyone. In order to pay everyone a salary, Fu Bo may have to win this competition!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Fubo woke up like a dream. Suddenly he began to regret that if he had not given them freedom to chase the Mamluk cavalry that day, he would have given them any salary!

Raising his eyes, Zhao Fubo gritted his teeth and took a breath, saying to himself in his heart.

"This is a loss!"
Chapter completed!