Yang Shubao has no confidence in the country of South Africa. Based on the 5,000-year history of China and the 1,000-year history of foreign civilization, we can know that if a country wants to have a future, it must have a team of elites to lead a group of hard-working and hard-working ordinary people.

The group of people who assumed the status of South Africa's leader are not elites, and ordinary people in this country are not hardworking and are reluctant to endure hardships. So this kind of country wants to rise on a crowded earth?

What to rely on? Does I have a dream?

Hughes and his partner are conscientious and responsible police officers. They are not the same as Rice, but the same type of person as Officer Benson.

But bad money drives out good money. You can tell from the treatment of Officer Benson. He was excluded from the town by the Hluhluwe Police Department. Good police officers are not that easy to do.

Hughes knows the consequences of drug legalization, and most people know it, but the superiors don’t seem to know it.

This is interesting.

If it weren't for those four little bastards who thought Yang Shubao was a foreign tourist who wanted to bully him, Hughes and the others wouldn't interfere in their sucking of Malaysia. They just took action to help Yang Shubao.

It is also to help those four little bastards.

No one knows Yang Shubao's methods better than the two police officers Hughes. The poacher, known for his ruthlessness, would tremble when he heard his name. Eight people were all deprived. One of them was life and death was uncertain. The remaining seven were ready to spend the rest of his life in the wandering.

Yang Shubao didn't need their help, but since he had helped, he had to be grateful and even invite them to drink.

He said to the old killer: "Take out your best recipe and let the two officers taste your skills."

Different fruits taste naturally different after being mixed and squeezed into juice. This blended juice is better than a single juice and is more expensive.

After listening to Yang Shubao's instructions, the old killer quickly started the juicer and started operating. Not long after, a cup of drinks were brought up.

The color of the three cups of drinks is actually very layered, and the four colors of white, orange, yellow and red are arranged in sequence, making them more and more colorful from top to bottom.

It was the first time that Yang Shubao saw a drink like this. He asked in surprise: "How did you do it? These four drinks were not mixed together?"

The old killer wiped his hands with a towel and smiled calmly: "This is the idea of ​​the child who knows. He has a smart brain. He taught me to use cream as a compartment and said that the upper class in the city would do this if they drink coffee."

Yang Shubao inserted the straw into the cup. The first mouthful of the pear juice was sucked up. Some of the straws were pineapple juice, and the lower part was mango juice. When the straw was reached to the bottom of the cup, he drank it watermelon juice.

The two policemen were attracted by the appearance of juice. Instead of drinking it directly, they took a photo first.

In their opinion, what is good about juice in small places? They don’t drink juice in the city, but rather that this exquisite appearance is more worthy of appreciation.

Until they drink their first sip of juice.

The rich fruity aroma and fresh taste made them open their eyes in surprise at the first time, and the cool and smooth texture made them praise: "This juice is awesome, how did you make it?" "My God, this is the best juice I have ever tasted!"

Uncle Yang smiled and said, "If you like it, drink more, be enough to keep your fill."

Hughes held the cup and leaned on the chair. He closed his eyes and rubbed his feet hard against the cut grass, and then said leisurely: "This is the taste of summer, God, I must say it's amazing. I seem to have returned to the summer thirty years ago."

The praises of the two policemen made Yang Shubao feel very proud, and Hughes's partner even had to visit the old killer.

The old killer was flattered and came over to greet him: "There is no trick, the police officers, there is no trick, mainly because the fruits here are great, we have the best fruits in the world."

If he hadn't drunk juice before, Hughes and the others would have laughed it off after hearing what he said. Now they were convinced and really believed that the fruits here were different from the fruits they usually eat.

The old killer habitually bowed his head and bowed when he spoke, so that he exposed his neck, which was originally wrapped in a shirt collar. After noticing, Hughes smiled at Uncle Yang and said, "You employee is a person with a story."

Yang Shubao said: "He has many stories, but he doesn't want to talk about these things."

The old killer tightened his collar, revealing a hint of embarrassment: "I was ignorant when I was young and liked to hang around on the streets. If I could go back thirty or forty years ago, I would definitely find the young me and slap him hard!"

Hughes and the other laughed. As policemen, they liked to watch the prodigal son turn back the most.

The two men who said they didn't drink juice finally drank a total of eight glasses of juice. Before they left, they ran to the grassland to urinate.

Yang Shubao asked the old killer to prepare a dozen juices for the two of them to pack and take them back. But they wanted to help him cover up the two ATVs and guns and knives, and he owed a favor.

Watching the van leave, Yang Shubao returned to the fruit shop and said to the old killer: "Mr. Entais, I haven't seen a knowledge monster lately. Why don't you come to play with me when he is resting this weekend? Let's go to the sea. You haven't seen my yacht yet. It's very beautiful."

The old killer asked happily: "Can we take it to sea?"

Yang Shubao said: "Of course, in fact, as long as you want, you can do it at any time. This is an employee benefit."

The knowledge has changed schools, and the new school has a strong teaching capacity. They come to class for holidays according to national regulations. The rest time is no longer regular rotation, but holidays every weekend.

When he learned that he could take a yacht to sea, the boy got up early on Friday, went to take a shower and get a haircut, and changed into new beach pants and slippers that the old man bought for him. He looked a little handsome when wearing sunglasses.

Black people’s hair is really full of characteristics. Knowledge is not long and curled and stuck to the scalp, so what he calls haircut is to shave his head...

Uncle Yang gave the old killer two days off and took his grandfather and grandson to sea with Nicole, Durham and Mason.

When I saw the boy from Blue Star No. 6, I was very excited and pointed at the yacht and screamed: "Hey, this is a luxury yacht. I know, I know, I have seen it in books. It has a bed, a bathroom and a lounge chair. This is the most luxurious means of transportation!"

Uncle Yang touched his head and said, "It's not the most luxurious one. Our yacht is just an entry-level little guy."

"What is entry-level?" asked Zhi.

Yang Shubao said: "It's the cheapest among the same kind."

Knowledge said: "That must be cheap, I bet it will cost at least tens of millions!"

The boy is quite eye-catching in the economy. In the past six months, he has been working at a fruit stall. He has always dealt with money, and his understanding of money and purchasing power has gradually become clearer and clearer.

They got on the boat, and Yang Shubao went to untie the rope. Seeing this, the boy immediately jumped back to help him work.

Yang Shubao smiled: "You don't need your help. It's a very simple thing. You go on the boat."

The boy grinned and said, "My grandfather said that hardworking children can eat in society, while lazy children will be eaten by society."

Uncle Yang nodded: "This is very correct."
Chapter completed!