Following the straight and flat cement road, everyone came outside the camp gate.

I saw a female wall of whistle and arrow tower, which was about a meter high. The sentry had a telescope hanging on the neck, and a musket and crossbow were posing in hand, watching the surrounding wind and movements with vigilance.

When he crossed the trench about a meter deep along the suspension bridge, Xu Bangrui saw that the trench was filled with sharpened bamboo thorns, and it had to become candied haws when it fell down. He couldn't help but feel frightened and thought to himself that this was too exaggerated, right?

"Are there many people coveting the cement of your company?" Xu Bangrui asked in a low voice.

"This is one aspect," Zhao Hao touched his nose a little embarrassedly. He just asked Jin Ke to "everything is strict and difficult, starting from actual combat," but he did not expect it to be like this.

But be careful of sailing a thousand-year-old ship, it can only be said that Manager Jin did a pretty job.

"The main reason is that the situation is too bad." He said nonsense: "Brother, I don't know. A while ago, there were still hundreds of people leading the attack. Fortunately, my men fought to the death, so the enemy did not succeed."

"Hiss..." Xu Bangrui couldn't help but gasp, but he almost vomited.

Very smelly.

"Give it, let it go."

Then I saw a middle-aged man wearing a straw hat, rolling his legs, and a half-old cotton towel around his neck, pushing a manure truck out of the camp.

"It's so stinking, get away." Others can cover their noses, but Xu Bangning can only resist. The taste really makes people want to die of ecstasy.

"Oh, my brother doesn't understand. This golden soup smells smelling smelly and tastes so fragrant..." The man pushing the man said with striking words:

"Uh, what we mean is that it will taste good if you grow vegetables. Hey, isn't this the young master?"

"Huh?" Xu Bangning saw that the man who took out the manure actually knew him, stared at him and looked him up and down, almost falling from shock.

"You, you, you, are you Xu's second brother in Huating?"

"Isn't it me? What's wrong? You come to see me too?" Xu Kun, an excellent manure pusher, looked him up and down and said, "No, why are you tied up?"

"Congratulations, Master Xu." Zhao Hao smiled at him and said, "You performed well recently, so the company decided to promote you."

"Oh? Is that right?" Xu Kun's eyes were filled with tears. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he just didn't want to change his current state anyway.

In later medical cases, his condition was called "Xu Kun syndrome", also called "hostage complex" or "hostage syndrome". It refers to a psychological dependence that the hostages will develop on the kidnapper.

When the hostage is in an environment isolated from the outside world and realizes that his life and death control is in the hands of the other party and it is impossible to escape, he will realize that the most beneficial choice for him is to unconditionally obey the hijacker.

At this time, it may trigger "hostage syndrome".

Once you fall into this complex, the hostage will regard the will of the hijacker as his own and the arrangement of the hijacker as his mission.

Any hijacker's small favor will be automatically magnified several times by them. In contrast, the hijacker's harm will be automatically ignored.

After being treated relatively relaxed, they will even regard the rescuer as their enemies to prevent the status quo from deteriorating again.

Therefore, when he heard that Zhao Hao was going to promote him, Xu Kun stuttered:

"The villain feels that his transformation is not enough, and he still wants to continue to pour Yexiang down."

"Don't worry, satisfy you." Mr. Zhao laughed loudly and said, "From today, you will be the slaughter in the base camp, and this newcomer will be under your control."

Xu Kun suddenly felt heavy on his shoulders and hurriedly said to the big devil: "Don't worry, young master, the villain will definitely train him to become a qualified manure picker as soon as possible and contribute to our Xishan Island composting business."

"What? I want to indulge in the night?" Xu Bangning's eyes were about to glar.

"You're right, I'm the son of a dignified Duke!"

"I am still the son of the prime minister." Xu Kun immediately stopped listening and slapped Xu Bangning in the head.

"Do you understand what it means to be 'Work does not matter whether it is high or low, if you sweat and eat your own food, you are a hero'?"

Xu Bangning was beaten and felt like he had met a fake Xu Kun.

"The transformation is good." Zhao Hao whispered to Jin Ke.

"It's all the credit of Tong Zigong. I don't know what method I used to train the prisoners very obediently." Jin Ke was also very impressed.

"Let's go back and wait until the gunman battalion in Kunshan has finished training, and he has to be transferred back."

"I didn't expect that I was still a labor reform expert." Zhao Hao couldn't help but sigh, and indeed he still had to put people in the most suitable position.

Unexpectedly, Xu Bangning stubbornly refused to transform and said to Xu Kun with infinite contempt:

"Even if I was beaten to death and scolded to death, I would never be as fragrant as you when I jumped into the lake from outside!"

"Oh, what's wrong with the night fragrance?" Xu Kun looked at him with an incomprehensible look. "Do you know that the dishes on the sergeants' plates are not fragrant without the night fragrance. The guns in the sergeants' hands are not loud without the night fragrance?"

"Ha, it's quite rhyming..." Xu Bangning sneered. "If I do it anyway, my surname will be yours."

"Okay, tough. Everyone has their own ambitions, so I won't force it." Xu Kun smiled generously, pushed the dung truck and continued to move forward, and sang a small song:

"After the third update, the dim light is no different.

The tower was poured down late at night and the test was whispered.

Close the window, swing your nose,

It is both fragrant and smelly.

Don’t jokingly say that you are busy.

Be busy, you should be for you;

Incense, I will benefit you..."

This tune was sent to "Shanpo Sheep" by Xu Kun himself. He thought he had never produced such a masterpiece in a brothel for many years.

~~

Lunch was settled in Zhao Hao's courtyard.

Mr. Zhao treated Mr. Xu with the three whites in Taihu Lake, but Xu Bangrui couldn't swallow it. I don't know if it was smoked by night fragrance.

"Why, I can't bear it?" Zhao Hao happily tasted the silver fish ball soup. This fish has no scales, bones, no thorns, no intestines, no bladder, no fishy smell. It is most suitable for boiling meatballs. It is really not greasy to eat it no matter how you eat it.

"How could that happen?" Xu Bangrui waved his hand quickly and said with a forced smile: "It is already a great kindness for the young master to spare my life and let him transform himself with labor."

Then he took out an envelope from his sleeve and handed it to Zhao Hao.

"This is my father and I have some wish, and it is considered to be a compensation for the county."

Zhao Hao picked up the handkerchief and wiped his hands. He opened the envelope and saw that it was a thick stack of tickets, which were as large as 200,000 taels.

"It's not appropriate for me, brother." Mr. Zhao pushed the envelope back to Xu Bangrui and smiled faintly: "I really have this intention, just donate it to the county."

"This..." Xu Bangrui was stunned. There was no reason to push out the silver notes he obtained.

"Brother, don't think too much. If I take your money, wouldn't it ruin our brothers' relationship?" Zhao Hao gave him a bowl of soup and smiled and said, "Besides, Isn't it my father's control when I give it to the county? There is no difference."

"Okay, listen to me." Xu Bangrui felt warm in his heart when he heard this, and thought to himself that Mr. Zhao was really out of the low-level fun.
Chapter completed!