"Ah, help!" Wang Zhideng struggled desperately in the water. "I can't swim, I don't want to die!"

Several followers quickly jumped into the water to rescue their husband.

When I got down, I found that the water near the dock was only chest-deep and could not drown anyone.

However, as the talented Wang struggled, his feet sank deeper and deeper like a turtle in the mud, as if he was stuck in the mud.

After a lot of effort, the followers finally rescued Wang Zhideng, who had choked on water, to shore.

"Puff..." Wang Zhideng climbed onto the pier with the help of his followers and spat out a mouthful of lake water. His face was pale and he was furious. "Kid, I'm here to negotiate on behalf of the Xu family. Hurry up and get your parents out!"

"Didn't you say that you were here to mediate? How come you became the representative of the Xu family?" Zhao Hao asked with a smile.

"What does a kid know? Don't cause trouble for your parents!" Wang Zhideng coughed repeatedly and cursed inwardly, "I'll make sure your parents beat your butt to pieces later."

"Little kid, little kid..." Zhao Hao was so angry. This guy was really his enemy! He kept calling her a little kid, destroying the great image he had worked so hard to build.

"Throw him down again!" Young Master Zhao laughed grimly and said, "Tie him to a big rock!"

"Ah, coming again?!" Wang Zhideng nearly fainted. He struggled to get up and tried to escape back to the boat, but was pinned to the ground by the ferocious militiamen.

The followers wanted to rescue him, but were pulled aside by the militia and separated from their master.

Secretary Ma widened her watery eyes. She never expected that the young master would be so jealous.

It seems that in the young master's heart, Xianglan is ten times more important than he thought.

Thinking of this, Ma Xianglan felt as if her heart was filled with honey, and she held Zhao Hao's hand tightly.

~~

The militiamen found a large stone, tied it to Wang Zhideng's feet, and then threw both him and the stone into the lake again.

With two splashes, Wang Dacai was thrown into the lake again, and this time no one saved him.

Fortunately, Wang Zhideng was no longer so panicked after getting used to it. He found that as long as he didn't struggle, he wouldn't choke on the water, and as long as he didn't go up, he wouldn't be thrown down again.

He stood motionless in the water, helplessly trying to reason with Zhao Hao.

"Young man, what do you want? When two armies are fighting, they don't kill the envoys. I was just invited by Master Xu to be a lobbyist. It's your master's business whether you listen or not. Why do you have to humiliate me like this?"

"I just don't like you and I just want to humiliate you, so what?" Zhao Hao sneered and said, "If you dare to appear in front of me again, I will let you accompany Master Xu!"

"Second Master, where is Second Master Xu now?" This was also one of Wang Zhideng's missions on this trip.

"Look." Zhao Hao pointed in the direction of the camp gate with his chin. Wang Zhideng stretched his neck to look over there, and saw Xu Kun pushing a manure cart full of toilets, staggering to the dock.

Jinke inherited Qi Jiguang's fine tradition of "everything has rules", even the collected urine and feces must be handled separately.

Urine was dumped into the saltpeter pond behind the camp to produce the sodium sulfate needed to make gunpowder. Manure was sent to the newly opened vegetable fields outside the camp to be composted...

Mr. Xu never knew that both feces and urine are treasures.

This gave him a little sense of accomplishment in his work.

He was pushing the manure cart past the dock with an expressionless face when he suddenly heard someone shouting in the water.

"Second Master, is that you, Second Master Xu?"

"Ah?" Xu Kun subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice, and when he saw clearly that the man in the water was the talented Wang who followed him around for food and drinks all day long.

He quickly turned his head to the other side. "No, it's not me, my last name is not Xu!"

After saying that, he quickly pushed the manure cart away.

"Look, what a suitable job for him. Master Xu has been sublimated." Young Master Zhao turned around and smiled at Wang Zhideng, saying, "A waste like you who has accomplished nothing in his thirties and lives by being a parasite all day long should also accept the baptism of labor with him."

"Ugh..." Wang Zhideng vomited just by imagining it.

"Get lost, and don't let me see you again."

Zhao Hao felt that this guy's image in Sister Ma's eyes had been ruined beyond repair. He had no interest in humiliating him any further, so he took Ma Xianglan's hand and returned to the camp refreshed.

At this time, a frog jumped onto Wang Zhideng's head and croaked.

The talented Wang racked his brains but couldn't figure out how he had offended this little brat.

Could this be the legendary incompatibility of horoscopes?

~~

When they entered the camp courtyard, he was still holding Ma Xianglan's hand.

"You came back so late that breakfast is cold..." Qiaoqiao came out of the kitchen carrying a bowl of whitebait meatball soup.

Seeing this, his eyes almost popped out. "You, you guys..."

Ma Xianglan quickly pulled the phone out of her hand and hid in the house with a red face.

"It's not what you think. I'm doing this for show." Zhao Hao explained to Qiaoqiao and took the meatball soup from her. "It smells good. It smells really good."

"I, I didn't think anything." Qiaoqiao's face turned pink, and she felt embarrassed for her reaction just now. "Just don't let Miss Jiang think too much."

Zhao Hao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "What does this have to do with Miss Jiang?"

"Good morning, it will be related sooner or later." Qiaoqiao also hid in the house with a red face.

"What's going on here?" Young Master Zhao was suffocated by the meatball soup, then he sniffed and said, "It smells good, really good..."

He ignored these strange things and went into the house with the soup to have breakfast.

~~

Across the street from the camp headquarters is the small courtyard where Jiang Xueying and Ye are temporarily staying.

Miss Jiang was sitting at the stone table, carefully wiping her beloved pistol with a piece of deerskin.

Suddenly the courtyard door was pushed open, and Miss Jiang was so scared that she quickly hid her gun.

When she saw that it was the reckless Xiao Yun'er, she rolled her eyes in annoyance and put the gun back on the table from under her skirt.

"Miss, guess what I just saw?" Xiao Yuner ran to the table, her little face full of worry.

"Is this a ghost?" Jiang Xueying loaded the gun with gunpowder and compacted it with a cleaning rod, but did not put in any bullets.

"That's about right. I saw Mr. Zhao and his secretary coming back from outside hand in hand." Xiao Yun said with an exaggerated expression, "With so many people watching, they didn't know how to avoid suspicion."

"I thought it was nothing. They have a good relationship, so they just held hands. What's the big deal?"

Jiang Xueying was not moved at all, and she loaded the other gun as well. Then she asked Xiaoyun to take out her gun as well and loaded it one by one.

"Rather than that, you should take advantage of this time to practice your two-handed four-gun technique."

Miss Jiang has decided to push Xiao Yuner out to satisfy Zhao Hao's curiosity.

But she had to practice firing four guns at the same time first, so that she could justify it to her brother...

"Miss, I can't practice it..." Xiao Yun'er's face immediately fell.

She couldn't even hold four guns with her two small hands.

My hands are cramping from practicing so much these days.

A few times the gun accidentally fell to the ground, and the sparks from the barrel burned several holes in her skirt.

"If you can't practice it, I'll marry you to Gao Wu as his wife." Jiang Xueying smiled and said, "Brother Zhao asked me to help him find a good marriage."

"Ah!" Little Yun'er thought of the giant spirit with scars on his face, a ferocious look, a dark face and no words all day long.

Suddenly, he felt terrified, and quickly nodded like pecking rice, saying, "I will practice, I will definitely succeed!"

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