From Maitosh's tone, Uncle Yang could hear his reluctance. This was a knowledgeable man who really hoped that South Africa could rise to the top of the world.

But he doesn't have enough power.

The Green Wetland must know that Yang Shubao is not easy to deal with, so they decided to take the legal route. On Friday, workers came to divide the boundary line, and trucks drove on Saturday, and more workers arrived, and they started planting trees again.

Yang Shubao came to the border line of the reserve. After he got off the car, he looked at the scene with a serious expression. Then an acquaintance came towards him-

Legal Mark of Green Wetland.

Mark probably felt that they had won a game back. After seeing Uncle Yang, he smiled and pretended to be very enthusiastic: "Harrow, Mr. Yang, we have met again. Are you doing well during this period?"

Before Yang Shubao answered, he said to himself: "I know, I know, you must be very good. You are a celebrity now. You are a great celebrity, a philanthropist, and an international friend from China. You help us protect the environment in South Africa and protect wild animals in South Africa. I must say thank you for this."

After talking a lot of words, he didn't give up, and pretended to be enlightened and patted his forehead and said, "Oh, I forgot one thing. You and your compatriots are still selling water purifiers to the poor in our country, right? Actually, I don't understand this. If you want to sell water purifiers, you should find middle-class families that can afford, such as my colleagues and I. What do you do to those poor guys who can only eat shit and stones? Do they have the money to buy your things?"

Uncle Yang listened quietly to him. No matter how he said or laughed, he didn't respond, just stared at Mark's mouth blankly.

Mark was quite proud at first, and kept talking nonstop. As he was talking, he felt something was wrong. He was a little uncomfortable when Uncle Yang stared at him, so he pursed his nose and said, "What are you looking at?"

Uncle Yang did not answer, and he asked, "What are you going to plant here?"

Mark became proud again: "Planting trees, man, we must plant trees. In fact, we should be friends, Mr. Yang, our social status is similar, and our careers are similar. My colleagues and I are great people who are committed to ecological protection like you, but you protect wild animals and we protect green plants."

Yang Shubao asked: "Is this considered ecological protection when you plant eucalyptus trees?"

Mark shrugged and said, "Anyway, it's all planting trees, so there should be no difference, right?"

Yang Shubao pointed to the wet area not far away and said, "You know, many animals expect the aquatic plants here to survive. If you want to plant eucalyptus here, you want to exterminate them. This is very immoral."

Mark shook his head and said, "How is it possible that we will not exterminate them. We are planting trees to protect the environment. But if these animals disappear after the environment changes, it means that they cannot adapt to the changes in the environment. But you are a highly educated person. You know, this is the elimination of nature, which is normal."

Yang Shubao exclaimed: "I rarely hate someone. You are very powerful, but you can actually make me hate me very particularly."

Mark shrugged again and said, "I'm honored."

Yang Shubao returned to the car and took out the intercom and asked, "Hey, elves, I'm meeting a bastard now. I hate him very much. If you want to deal with him, who can help me?"

Each elves had a high-power intercom, and Terry's voice quickly rang out after hearing his words: "I'm going to do him?"

Yang Shubao said: "Not to it, I just want to punish him a little, but I don't want to leave evidence."

Terry's smile sounded: "Let me do it, the majestic eagle can leave some traces on him without being discovered to be related to you."

“That’s a good idea.”

After hanging up the walkie-talkie, Yang Shubao walked over and said, "Hey, Lawyer Mark, will you come here often in the future?"

Mark said: "Depending on the situation, if our woods are safe and sound, I will not come again. If our woods are messed up, I will definitely come."

He seemed to know that Yang Shubao had some tricks, so he continued, "Mr. Yang, there is one thing I hope you know that the land is the private property of our company now. You know, according to the Constitution, private property is sacred and inviolable. If anyone or any animal harms the woods, we have the right to deal with them."

"If you don't understand, I will continue to explain to you. Our company will send forest rangers to patrol here with guns and take video cameras to patrol." He added.

Uncle Yang pulled him to chat, but he kept pretending to be stupid, asking all kinds of questions.

Mark is a lawyer and makes a living by his mouth and eloquence, so he is not afraid of Yang Shubao's difficulties and responds one by one in a very organized manner.

He likes to speak in this environment, and he feels that the initiative is in his own hands.

Until a huge bird of prey pounced on the air, its claws were like iron claws, and it grabbed his shoulder and started to ripple.

A crisp sound appeared, the smooth and straight suit fabric was torn to pieces, and blood burst out.

No one could react at that moment. Mark first looked up in shock, and he watched the terrifying bird of prey swooping down with a overwhelming force, and then a severe pain!

Uncle Yang shouted: "Come here, come here, someone is caught by an eagle here!"

Mark squatted on the ground and howled with ghosts and wolves. One side of his shoulder was bleeding. With the power of a fierce claw, he probably wouldn't be able to exert force on his shoulder in the next six months.

The rangers with guns have not arrived yet. Today they are workers who pull the fence walls and plant trees. These people react slowly. When they arrive, the figures of Feng Diao have disappeared.

Only a few people saw what happened from afar: "A vulture scratched lawyer Mark!" "Call an ambulance!" "Oh my God, he is so miserable!"

Uncle Yang kindly helped him call the hospital, but the ambulance could not drive into the depths of the grassland, and they had to send Mark to the road.

These people drove pickup trucks and the like, so they couldn't raise the speed on the grassland, so someone wanted to borrow a big bike from Yang Shubao.

Lao Yang got into the car without looking back, and turned around and left with a throttle, leaving only a ball of exhaust gas...

He drove onto the highway and went straight to the fast restaurant. After getting off the bus, Mason wanted to tease him: "What are you doing in a hurry? I haven't seen you for several days and think of me like this?"

Uncle Yang was too lazy to talk nonsense to him and went straight to the point: "A forestry company bought land next to my reserve and planted eucalyptus."

"Fake!"

After a brief moment of stunned silence, Mason jumped up and cursed.

Jumping his feet in a rage.
Chapter completed!