"Mr. Ma bought the county magistrate and bought officials to make money, and Ma doesn't like to make money from the poor."

"Then who do you want to make?" Mr. Huang waved his right hand and looked at Zhang Mazi with a pointing look.

"Whoever has money will earn it!" Zhang Mazi spoke very hard.

"Who is rich?" Huang Silang looked at Zhang Mazi's face and asked knowingly.

"You have money!" Zhang Mazi pointed at Huang Silang, and the expression on her face seemed very sincere. Huang Silang laughed when he heard Zhang Mazi's words.

"Hahahaha, it's great! The county magistrate likes anything, just take it."

Hearing Huang Silang's words, Zhang Mazi grunted and couldn't help laughing. He looked at the master sitting beside him, and the expression on his face seemed a little surprised and helpless. Zhang Mazi shook his head and continued to talk to Huang Silang.

"I'm not a bandit, I'm a county magistrate. The county magistrate has to pay a legitimate reason for making money."

"Well said it!" Huang Silang gave Zhang Mazi a thumbs up, and then told them about the situation in Goose City.

"We have two major families in Goose City, both of which sell people to American, build railways, and earn Dollar."

"I'm talking about the knife." Listening to Huang Silang's words, the master pretended to be confused.

“Nonono, Dollar, American money, Dollar, You know?”

"Dollar, it's here. As soon as Master Huang comes, the money will arrive!" The master continued to make jokes and pretended to be confused, slippery like a catfish. The three of them laughed loudly when they heard this, and the wine table was filled with laughter and joy again.

"Master Huang, you're welcome. Who doesn't know that in the entire southern country? In Goose City, you Huang Silang is the boss!"

Zhang Mazi's words broke the atmosphere at the entire table again. He once again led the topic to Huang Silang, his eyes were bright and aggressive.

"The boss is often empty-handed. Every day, when he opens his eyes, he has to wait for me to serve him. How many sips are falling into my mouth? If the county magistrate is really in a hurry to make money, I have a good place to go."

Huang Silang is not an easy person either. After talking, he pretended to cry and turned his attention away from himself again.

"Oh? Please speak!"

"Zhang Mazi!"

Huang Silang hit the word, and the whole dining table became extremely quiet. The master first looked at Zhang Mazi, and then went to observe Huang Silang's expression, while Zhang Mazi's eyes were staring at Huang Silang tightly to see what he was planning.

However, just as the three of them were silent and testing each other, the martial juren and Hu Wan in the room next to them worked together to kill the vendor selling cool breeze. A scream and blood splattered on the spot, which scared the master at the dinner table.

"Hey! It's really dead!"

Compared to the shocked master, Zhang Mazi and Huang Silang were both very calm and composed. Huang Silang looked at the blood splashed in front of him, his face remained unchanged. He knocked on the wine bottle with chopsticks and signaled his servants to clean up and not ruin their elegance.

Zhang Mazi looked at the calm Huang Silang and went straight to the point again, using words to test it to see what the plan Huang Silang was trying to do.

"Zhang Mazi?"

"Yes! Zhang Mazi!"

"So does this Zhang Mazi have something to do with us? Or does it have something to do with money?"

"It all depends." Huang Silang transformed into a riddle man, his speech was vague and there was no point in the clouds, so Zhang Mazi tried again.

"Oh? Could it be that he is in Goose City?" Zhang Mazi directly placed his own background quietly on Huang Silang's face, wanting to see what he reacted.

"exist!"

The expressions of Zhang Mazi and Master were a little frozen. They thought Huang Silang had discovered their identities, so they stared at Huang Silang tightly.

"Neither here!"

The riddle man Huang played a puzzle again. Zhang Mazi and Master were relieved for a while, and then they laughed at each other for two months. Master laughed very loudly.

"Mr. Huang's words are quite mysterious."

While pouring wine for Huang Silang, the master took the opportunity to tease him and jokingly eased the already stiff atmosphere.

"Where is this kid? Let Mr. Huang talk to us?"

“Talk.”

With the master's joke, Zhang Mazi's mood also soothed a little, and he also imitated his master to make a few jokes.

"This person occupies the throat of traffic around Goose City, do you understand?"

"I don't understand." The master supported Mr. Huang.

"What business do I do, do you understand?"

"not understand."

"A small half of the opium in the Republic of China is sold by Mr. Huang." The master explained to Zhang Mazi on the side.

"Wrong! I'm just an errand for Dutong Liu, and it's just one of them."

"So how many legs does Liu Dutong have?" Zhang Mazi also made a joke.

"Santiao, Mr. Huang is still a thigh!"

Zhang Mazi and his master sang together and once again brought Mr. Huang to the high platform, but Mr. Huang countered the moves and once again induced the topic to Zhang Mazi.

"But my leg is broken!"

"Broken?"

"How did you break it?"

"Eight times my goods were kidnapped by Zhang Mazi at eight out of ten times. Think about it, how much money did he make?"

"Then this Zhang Mazi is very rich! There is such a thing!"

The master looked at Zhang Mazi on the side, and Zhang Mazi looked a little confused, so he chose to lower his head to drink, and kept talking nonsense about Huang Silang.

"If you can go to suppress the bandits, you will have as much money as you want."

"We don't have the courage to suppress bandits, but in the name of suppressing bandits, we still have the courage to make money, and it's very big!"

Zhang Mazi lowered his head and said nothing. The master began to deal with Huang Silang, but Huang Silang was obviously very familiar with people like the master who were slick. He waved his hands and his expression was innocent.

"Then don't blame me, just blame you for being useless."

"But I can do you a favor. I will pay for it as bait. I will pay as much as I pay, and the two major families will have to pay."

"Just wait for your words! Enough! Then you pay 800,000?"

"No! I paid one million and eight hundred million! I paid more! I earned more!"

"I understand that after the matter is completed, one million and eight hundred million will be returned in full. We will divide the Dollar of the two major families."

Hearing this, Zhang Mazi suddenly became angry. Just now, the faces of the master and Huang Silang made him very disgusted, so he slapped the table with his right hand and his tone became very intense.

"No need to pay back one million.8 million! Isn't it just a bandit suppression? Suppression!"

"Let's take back all the money that Zhang Mazi robbed and return it to Mr. Huang. By then, this one million and eight million would be a hair on Jiuniu's body. Do you still care? Isn't it just a little Zhang Mazi? Do it!"

Listening to Zhang Mazi's words, Huang Silang's expression became smiling, but he got angry, and the emotions deep in his eyes became more and more fierce, because both he and Zhang Mazi knew that the money he was robbed was fake, and Zhang Mazi said this to eat his 1.8 million.

"hard!"

"Hard?"

"Hard enough!"

"If you are hard or not, I only think about one thing, which is to connect this leg for Mr. Huang! Zhang Mazi is too arrogant! He bullied Brother Huang, and he would not agree!"

Zhang Mazi's words made Huang Silang's face look very ugly, and even the master became very unhappy. While Zhang Mazi poured wine, he also complained and expressed his dissatisfaction with Zhang Mazi. The master now sees money.

"I thought, drink wine one by one, and walk step by step! The steps are bigger, so it's easy to pull the eggs. You should first distinguish Dollar and then talk about the matter of picking up your legs."

"You are still talking about Dollar, right? If you don't talk about picking up your legs?" Zhang Mazi expressed his dissatisfaction with the master in his tone.

"Then let's talk to you two."

"Master, you decide."

Huang Silang seemed to see the differences between the two people, and looked at the master with great interest, giving him great face.

"Let's talk about Dollar first. Dollar gets it, according to the convention, three to seven points."

Zhang Mazi put the wine bottle on the table, his expression was very dissatisfied, and his words were thorny, prickly in Master Huang's heart.

"You are too unrighteous. Mr. Huang is busy with this matter, so you can share 30% of the shares? You have to share half of it!"

Huang Silang's eyes became more and more sharp, and every word Zhang Mazi challenged his bottom line, which made Huang Silang very angry.

"I listen to the county magistrate, and if I really have the courage to suppress bandits, then the Dollar of the two major families is worth a hair."

"You have the courage, but what about the ability? Why do I believe you can kill Zhang Mazi!"

Huang Silang was torn apart at this time, his expression became serious, and his tone was not at all polite. His eyes were staring at Zhang Mazi tightly.

"Master Huang, Brother Rong asked you a question."

"please!"

Zhang Mazi was calm and calm, and he was not at all panicked when facing Huang Silang's eyes.

"Why can Zhang Mazi rob your goods? Why can't he enter your home?" Zhang Mazi's words mean something.

"My watchtower is as solid as a tangle, easy to defend but difficult to attack, so he can't get in."

After hearing Zhang Mazi's words, Mr. Huang directly set up a flag, but he was slapped in the face not long after.
To be continued...