People in America started by developing the Yellow Turban Army.

The phone rang, and the voice on the other end was calm: "Frank, right?"

Come in, it's the tavern in the very center of town, there's a sign outside!

Your people came by and stole a few talismans and a bottle of water.

So you should know where the tavern is!

Just as Frank thought, those two Asians in Peace Town, though perhaps not consciously thinking it, were definitely arrogant at heart.

For example, someone might come to negotiate in person.

Even if you hate him or despise him, you can avoid seeing him, but you can't kill him during negotiations.

This is the most basic etiquette.

Just as Frank found out, in the East, it is indeed said that when two countries are at war, envoys should not be killed.

We can release him; that doesn't preclude capturing and killing him after the two sides have fought.

Most importantly, Chen Ping'an and Lin Zhiyong wanted to know what Frank, the leader of the Columbia gang, was really up to.

First they gathered intelligence and figured out the truth, then they hired someone to kill, and now they're apologizing.

Lin Zhiyong's words were a wake-up call: "Could it be that there are spies among our people?"

When you captured the assassin, you displayed incredible power, wearing a transparent suit of armor and withstanding bullets head-on.

Add to that your supposedly miraculous holy water and your religious identity.

So they intimidated the other side!

Lin Zhiyong's guess was quite accurate; it was close to the truth.

In fact, they're pretty much the same.

However, the source of their information was not that there were accomplices among these homeless people, but rather that they were subordinates sent out by the other side to gather information and monitor the target.

Essentially, it's the same thing: Frank got the news that Chen Ping'an was an extraordinary person.

Suspicious, Chen Ping'an and the other decided to meet first and then decide.

As for whether to forgive or accept the other party's apology, that's unlikely!

Now that the fight has begun, given the nature of Easterners, we won't easily offend you. But if we do, to prevent you from harboring malicious intentions and seeking revenge at any moment, we'll have to eliminate your entire family first.

However, worried that the homeless people might find out who these guys were and shoot them in the back, Lin Zhiyong simply suggested that Hathaway and Hanks Gan take them to practice shooting or to inspect the house, but they just couldn't stay in the tavern.

Chen Ping'an agreed, and then called back to inform Frank to come over.

One table and four stools.

Frank's driver was a professional special driver who didn't get involved in anything else; he just drove, so he stayed in the car.

The tables in the tavern aren't big, but they can still fit a suitcase.

Even if the suitcase has been opened, revealing millions of dollars inside.

"Father, this is my apology, and it's my sincerity!"

Frank did not sit down, but stood very stiffly, while Benjamin had already knelt down.

They just checked; the popular science entry says this is the attitude of admitting guilt on the other side of the East.

Furthermore, the popular science entry also gives some examples, such as in the vast number of short dramas in the East, whenever the protagonist or villain is even slightly unhappy, they like to make people kneel down and kowtow to admit their mistakes.

Chen Pingan glanced at the $100 million in the suitcase, while Lin Zhiyong simply reached in, grabbed a few stacks of cash, and rummaged through them: "It's actually real!"

"What do you mean?"

Chen Ping'an stared at the reserved Frank and simply asked, "What exactly do you mean?"

According to my intelligence, you seem to be preparing to take action against our Ping'an Town in the next day or two.

They even sent assassins, employing high technology and the most advanced killing techniques.

If I hadn't been lucky, anyone else would have been dead long ago.

Now, the assassination attempt failed, and they're coming to apologize with a million dollars...

Chen Ping'an didn't say what he meant, but everyone present understood his meaning.

"Father, it's one of my men who took this picture!"

Frank, known for his honesty, took out his phone and pulled up two videos his subordinates had sent him. He scrolled through the progress bars and found the moment Chen Ping'an transformed.

Then he handed over the phone.

Very single.

"Yes, after learning that the priest possessed a magical ability to use a piece of yellow paper to turn a bucket of water into a bucket that could satisfy hunger, fill one's stomach, restore one's strength, and even make one intoxicated by the magical aroma of grains."

That feeling of ecstasy is more captivating than many enhancement agents.

Therefore, seeing the business opportunity in this, I set my sights on you.

I just want to arrest you...

Frank, not minding the trouble, recounted the whole story from beginning to end, also mentioning that Benjamin was worried about him becoming useless and being abandoned or even disposed of, and that he had secretly hired an assassin.

These words left Chen Pingan and Lin Zhiyong speechless.

They weren't surprised that Frank wanted to kidnap them.

"A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime." When Chen Ping'an revealed that he could make talisman water, he anticipated that someone might covet his things and cause trouble.

But what he didn't expect was that after Frank saw himself conjure up a transparent armor to block the gun and bullets, he actually thought of Marvel's Captain America, Iron Man, and Spider-Man.

There are also wild speculations about the underworld, the extraordinary world, superheroes being kept in the dark and anyone with information being eliminated, and so on.

Therefore, in addition to seeking peace, they are also, as they expected, seeking a way to survive.

After all, if they become one of our own, they won't be purged.

Chen Pingan and Lin Zhiyong were surprised by this outcome. They exchanged a glance and tried their best to suppress their laughter.

After a long while, Chen Ping'an shook his head, and when he looked at Frank again, he could see the indifference in Frank's eyes.

"Let's go back!"

Lin Zhiyong closed the suitcase containing 100 million yuan and pushed it back in front of Frank.

Chen Pingan continued:

"You know, when I caught that hitman, he told me he had $10 in his car."

He wanted to use the $10 to buy his own life.

What I told him was: "You idiot, even if I kill you, the money is mine!"

Frank understood, and his face turned grim. The priest's words meant he had no intention of leaving him a way out.

"Can't you give me a chance?"

This time, Chen Ping'an remained silent. It was Lin Zhiyong who said, "In our East, do you know what is most hated?"

They sell enhancers.

They even manufacture enhancers!

Upon hearing this, Frank seemed to have grasped a key piece of information: "Actually, I can help you distribute the holy water."

Like alcoholic beverages, the profit margins here are astonishingly high, even greater than those fortifying agents.

We have been seeking transformation, and the reason we targeted priests was to use holy water to break free from our dependence on enhancers.

Get rid of the enhancer!

Lin Zhiyong shook his head again and didn't say anything more.

Once a thief, always a thief. Being a thief is one thing, but making and selling enhancement agents is an unforgivable crime. How can anyone forgive such a person?

Chen Pingan remained silent.

Suddenly, Benjamin remembered something, and a glimmer of hope, like grasping at a straw, flashed in his desperate eyes: "Father, I have some very important news, and I want to exchange it for a chance to live."

It's news that there are a dozen or so Asian children who just came ashore from the pier not long ago!

Some Americans are like Hannibal Lecter, and they have a particular fondness for Asians…