People in America started by developing the Yellow Turban Army.

"You want to try it!"

The Boss saw the longing and eagerness in the Breaking Bad guy's eyes and, without thinking, pushed one of the yellow papers toward him.

"Yes, boss!"

Breaking Bad nodded.

Bosses turned to the foreman next to him and said, "Bring the stuff from his workshop and try it here."

The experimental equipment doesn't seem to need to be too complicated; all you need is a beaker filled with mineral water and a lighter.

"Do you know spells?"

The junior leader couldn't help but offer a reminder.

Breaking Bad shook his head: "No, but in just 10 minutes, I can memorize the pronunciation of this spell in your video perfectly."

Don't forget, I'm a graduate of a prestigious university, and I genuinely earned my recommendation letter through my own abilities.

My memory and learning ability are eight times that of the average person!

But he could only think to himself that he could only produce enhancers for the gang here.

Of course, he could also get a generous reward for making the enhancer, and if he could solve the mystery of the holy water, he might get even more.

In the video, the Eastern priest's incantation was quite long, but Breaking Bad really does rely on his brain, and he has an exceptional memory and learning ability. He wasn't lying to anyone about that.

Although he didn't know the meaning of the incantation, he completely memorized the syllables uttered by the Eastern priest and tried his best to reproduce them, achieving almost identical pronunciation and syllables to those in the video.

All of this can be done in just 15 minutes. I have to say, Breaking Bad is a genius.

In Eastern terms, he's a great talent!

The water was placed on the table, the lighter was held in the hand, and the yellow paper with the strange symbols drawn on it was gently lit. The yellow paper burned quite quickly amidst the wisps of smoke.

Just as the fire was about to burn out, Breaking Bad, who was replicating the incantation 1:1, threw the yellow paper into the cup. The fire went out as soon as it hit the water, leaving only half a piece of yellow paper and some black ash that sank into the water.

The ashes hadn't dissipated, and the yellow paper hadn't burned completely; they remained there, starkly reminding everyone present that they had lost!

"My spell was correct!"

Breaking Bad quickly explained that he studied chemistry, and that occultism or theology was indeed not his area of ​​expertise.

Even with exceptional memory and learning ability.

"Try again!"

The boss remained calm and pushed one of the remaining six yellow papers over again.

"etc!"

Breaking Bad got a little nervous. He recorded the spells and syllables he remembered on his phone, then took out his notebook and extracted the spells recited by the Eastern priest in the video.

Compare the two spells using a single software program.

The similarity rate was as high as 85%. Yes, to achieve this in about 10 minutes is already a very good result.

With a similarity rate as high as 85%, and no mistakes in important transition sounds, the problem shouldn't lie there.

So where does the problem lie?

This puzzled him a lot.

I tried again, but the result was the same: the yellow talisman didn't burn completely, and the ash from the talisman paper didn't dissolve.

That once clean glass of mineral water became murky.

"Boss, I'm sorry, I didn't succeed!"

Breaking Bad admitted his defeat and couldn't make excuses because he was afraid the boss would throw him next to an anthill, even though he knew the boss would need him for future supplies. But he was crazy!

Fortunately, the boss's attention was completely drawn to the five remaining yellow papers on the table.

"It seems we need to find some time to invite that Eastern priest over and have him demonstrate how to turn a glass of water into holy water that can quickly restore one's strength and make one feel full."

This is the Boss's conclusion, and it's what the entire state of Columbia needs to do.

But before that, we need to determine whether that Eastern priest has anyone backing him.

The Colombian gangs are ruthless and cruel, not stupid!

Chen Ping'an knew nothing about this, but he had a guess that the other party had taken the talisman paper and talisman water.

It's definitely impossible to replicate. Putting aside everything else, that talisman is probably only usable by him and Lin Zhiyong right now. All it takes is a face-to-face instruction, knowing that rice, grains, and cereals need to be dissolved inside. With Lin Zhiyong's Yellow Turban Warrior aura, he can connect the talisman paper.

If someone else takes it, it's just a piece of waste paper.

If you can't copy it, the other party only has two options: either give up or come to us to find out what happened.

"I think they'll come knocking on our door!"

Lin Zhiyong was familiar with the survival methods of these gangs. As he said, Ping'an Town was 60 kilometers away from downtown Los Angeles, and it was an abandoned mining town.

But as long as he can establish the reputation of Fu Shui, Chen Ping'an can carve out a niche in the liquor market and earn money that others wouldn't even dare to dream of.

However, self-interest can be a powerful motivator!

Once you have wealth, you need the ability to protect it. If you have the capital to penetrate the liquor market, others will covet this ability of yours.

This is why he loaded all the guns he had collected in the villa into his car and brought them here yesterday.

He wants to train his troops!

Because in Los Angeles, you don't need a gun license to use shotguns or bolt-action rifles.

In Ping'an Town, there are countless people with concealed gun permits, but the only ones known to be Chen Ping'an and himself are Chen Ping'an.

That is, playing with a handgun.

However, if you don't actively seek trouble, but simply defend Ping'an Town from others breaking in.

Actually, single-shot rifles are pretty good too.

Chen Ping'an supported this idea, knowing that money could be a powerful motivator, especially for gangsters who were used to extortion and plunder.

"Thank goodness, this is America!"

Chen Ping'an meant that most people here know how to handle guns, and if you give them a gun, they'll be able to handle it well.

It has a strong mass base!

"You're wrong. When it comes to talent, it has to be our children from the East!"

They have guns, but that's all they have!

They don't know how to fight. The Americans are stupid. Do you think they can fight? Nonsense!

Even when playing games, children in the East know to split into two groups to flank from the left and right and attack from the front and back. If you give both sides a gun, that's war.

That's combat talent!

This is a nation that has fought for thousands of years, possessing innate talent.

Even in front of Lin Zhiyong, more than a dozen people were already shooting at targets 100 meters away with hunting rifles.

Even though someone told him that he had been a member of the Marine Corps and could use a rifle, he didn't have a rifle registered in his name.

If needed, please donate $500 to him so he can contribute to protecting this hopeful town.

This person's name is Mark!

He had spent time in Afghanistan, but unfortunately, after paying off his student loans, the money he received after his discharge was not enough to protect his house.

Only after experiencing homelessness do you realize how precious a home is, and here, we promise him a plot of land where he can build a house and never have to pay property tax.

This is his chance to have a home again, and he will fight to the death if anyone tries to ruin it.

The prerequisite is that you need a gun!