Chapter 1012

San Francisco in the early morning, the sun was bright.

Even in winter, people could feel the warmth.

However, just as everyone was busy working, a dozen or so people rode up on horses to a newspaper office.

Skillfully taking out bombs, the other party politely knocked on the door and then threw them inside.

Just as the deafening sound of the explosion rang out, the original newspaper office was reduced to ruins in an instant.

Looking at this scene in terror, people's faces revealed shock.

Because nowadays, were there still such madmen who disregarded the law?

However, just as they saw the badges on the cowboys' chests, they immediately hid behind cover, shivering.

Because this group of people was clearly cowboys belonging to the Far East Group.

After finishing all this, the cowboys drew their revolvers, walked inside, and pulled the triggers directly at the people.

Before long, when they had finished all this, they rode off on their horses.

Witnessing all this happen, people's faces revealed looks of fear.

Because this was no longer just trampling on the law; these were outlaws beyond the law!

San Francisco, Mayor's office.

When he learned that this incident had occurred, Xiao Enhua was almost driven mad with anger.

Because even though he knew Zhang Cheng did things without a bottom line, for him to cause trouble like this was simply roasting him on a fire.

Dialing the Far East Group's phone number, Xiao Enhua waited for a long time before he finally heard Zhang Cheng's voice.

"Zhang, you have gone too far. You cannot do things this way. You will make everyone think that I am a piece of trash!"

Speaking angrily, Xiao Enhua could not help but roar.

And upon hearing Xiao Enhua's reaction, Zhang Cheng said calmly, "Rest assured, I will arrange everything! I will pay the compensation as usual, and how about I send the people to prison?"

Holding the phone in disbelief, Xiao Enhua did not react for a moment, revealing a look of astonishment as he said, "Really?"

"Of course, after all, what I need is deterrence!"

Speaking calmly, Zhang Cheng picked up a cigar and began to toast it slowly, then lit it and said, "What do you think of a private prison? This way, it can not only help ease the burden on San Francisco's finances but also allow those criminals to receive an education!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Xiao Enhua was immediately stunned on the spot and said, "A private prison? The private kind!"

"That's right. Not only can I help you ease the financial burden, but I can also educate those criminals. It kills two birds with one stone!"

Revealing a smile, Zhang Cheng had already thought of letting the criminals in the prison help him dig for mines!

"I will propose it to the Governor, but you must hand over the people!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng earnestly, Xiao Enhua became serious.

"Of course, no problem. But you need to be quick, because my people can only enter my prison!"

Revealing a smile, Zhang Cheng could not help but narrow his eyes.

After this bombing incident, all the newspaper offices in San Francisco were clearly much smarter.

They didn't even dare to write the words "Far East Group" or "Zhang Cheng" anymore.

And the verdict also came out: because of a private dispute, the cowboys who had taken action were sentenced to life imprisonment respectively.

But just when people thought this was a victory for the law, they heard a piece of news: the prison that originally held criminals had now also become private. People could even bid to create them, reducing financial expenditures and striving for more benefits for the public.

Upon learning this news, the people of San Francisco praised Xiao Enhua one after another, believing him to be a smart mayor who knew how to help everyone strive for benefits.

However, no one knew that the first group to successfully bid was the Far East Group!

When the signs in the original prison began to be changed, the cowboys who were originally serving life sentences walked out openly.

Holding a thick stack of dollars in their hands, their faces revealed smiles as they said, "The boss is truly too smart. He actually helped us solve the problem this way!"

"From today on, you are to return to work at the ranch in the town of Big Whiskey. No problem, right!"

Looking at the few people before him, Tristan could not help but ask.

"Of course, no problem. After all, that is where we came from!"

Counting their money happily, the cowboys did not care at all about where they were going. After all, in this day and age, what job could earn five thousand dollars in a single day!

They had done the deed, taken the money, and could continue to live freely. Who wouldn't be willing to encounter such a boss!

"Alright, that's it! The train is waiting for you!"

Waving goodbye to the cowboys, Tristan underwent a transformation and became the warden.

Gazing at the departing cowboys, Tristan could not help but have a headache as he said, "Speaking of which, what is the first thing one should do when becoming a warden?"

June 28, 1914.

The fuse of World War I was lit. Archduke Franz Ferdinand of the Austro-Hungarian Empire and his wife Sophia were assassinated while inspecting Sarajevo.

The emergence of this incident caused the empires that were already mutually hostile to explode in an instant.

And after the war began, Britain and Gaul also began "conscripting soldiers" from all over the world.

When many people on the other side of the ocean received the news, they also stepped onto the battlefield with surging emotions.

But for Zhang Cheng, the start of a new season also meant that the devil had entered the arena.

And this devil was him!

San Francisco, inside the arsenal.

When the person in charge of equipment procurement arrived, Zhang Cheng stepped forward with a face full of smiles and said, "It is a pleasure to meet you, sir!"

"Zhang, I heard that your factory possesses the latest submachine guns?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng suspiciously, the person who stepped forward could not help but become puzzled.

"Of course, take a look. This is the latest Thompson submachine gun from our factory!"

Picking up a Thompson, Zhang Cheng skillfully loaded it and then disengaged the safety.

"Da-da, da-da-da!"

The whistling sound of bullets rang out, and everything in front was instantly shattered.

Looking at the submachine gun that possessed such a rate of fire, the other party's face was also filled with surprise as he said, "My god, this is truly a good weapon!"

"Of course, and I can give you a kickback!"

Facing the surprise of the man before him, Zhang Cheng smiled.

"Really?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in shock, the other party was stunned at this moment.

Because for such a good weapon, there was actually a kickback; it was simply too wonderful.

And just after Zhang Cheng signed the agreement with the procurement officer from Gaul, the dispatched person in charge also finalized the weapon procurement with Germany!

Just like that, in the short span of one month, Zhang Cheng finalized weapon contracts worth five million dollars.

Coming to Zhang Cheng's side, Lai Fujie said, "Boss, you are truly a devil!"

"Making money, it's not shameful. After all, the meaning of a weapon's existence is to serve war. As for who it will kill, what does that have to do with me!"

Revealing a smile, Zhang Cheng tilted his head and said, "How is the cooperation with the military going?"

"It is still ongoing, but the other party is very satisfied after hearing your quote!"

Speaking to Zhang Cheng, Lai Fujie explained.

"Add another two points. After all, only friendly exchanges can create more wealth!"

Revealing a smile, Zhang Cheng did not care about the kickback issue at all. After all, compared to what he was giving, he was able to earn much more.

However, just as Zhang Cheng finished speaking, the phone rang.

Picking up the landline, Zhang Cheng listened to the words inside, and his entire person could not help but become gloomy as he said, "What did you say? A vampire has escaped?"

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Cheng stood up and said, "Prepare to go to the town of Big Whiskey!"

On the whistling train,

Zhang Cheng was rotating two steel balls in his hand, while his eyes were flashing with gloom.

Because he knew that not everything could go smoothly. But now, a vampire had actually run away, which really made him feel angry. Could it be that the work and food he provided them were not enough to satisfy them?

(End of chapter)