Chapter 21 shakes California

Golden Town is the closest town to Bruce's farm.

During the westward expansion, many gold prospectors felt that this land near the Great Gobi Desert must be a treasure rich in gold mines.

Therefore, even though it is very far away from the central city of Los Angeles, it still cannot stop the endless stream of gold diggers who come from afar.

With the influx of countless gold diggers, a small number of lucky ones did find a few good gold mines in the Great Next Door Beach and the Great Snow Mountains in the distance.

It's just that as the gold resources become less and less, the gold town will inevitably fall into depression like other small town gathering points.

Aside from a few successful gold diggers who have settled their industries here, and a few adventurers and cowboys who don't want to go back, there are few outsiders left in the Golden Town today.

The current conditions of the Golden Town are much worse than the previous Meni Town.

The streets were all muddy, and the town was filled with the smell of all kinds of livestock excrement.

The

only tavern in town was also scarce, and there was no good wine to be found, except for a few low-quality beers.

Luckily, Bruce didn't plan to eat much good here.

When the group of four arrived in town, they asked for enough beers in the messy bar to start celebrating.

In order to be able to spread the news that he had found a large oil field, Bruce attracted specialized oil companies to come and contact him.

He even announced very generously to all the guests in the bar that he would pay for everyone's consumption in the bar today.

Bruce's generosity instantly drew cheers and praise from everyone in the bar.

At the same time, they also know that Bruce, a young and handsome adventurer, actually drilled a large oil well on his farm that can spew more than ten meters of crude oil.

While everyone admired Bruce, they were also happy for Bruce from the bottom of their hearts.

As for whether there were any other people among them who secretly had other thoughts because of jealousy, Bruce didn't care.

"Boss, are you afraid of attracting bad guys by doing this?" said Barudo worriedly.

"Don't worry, Barudo. There is such a big movement on our side, even if you want to hide it, you can't hide it for long. Sooner or later, it will be known to everyone, so it is better to release the news generously. In this way, it may also be able to dispel many people's bad intentions. Bruce shrugged disapprovingly.

"That's right. Although the golden town is a bit down, the town's police station is not vegetarian. Wallace nodded approvingly.

"Well, you're the boss anyway!" Barrus said helplessly.

"Hey, Barudo, you can't spoil the boss like that. Instead of worrying about this, it is better to think about our bright future. The much simpler-minded Hebiye patted Barudo and said.

Hearing this, Baroudo couldn't help but show an exaggerated smile.

Yes, if Bruce's reward comes down, they will immediately go from being poor at the bottom to being the envy of everyone.

That's the wealth of tens of thousands of meters.

Barudo didn't dare to imagine that he would go back with a few thick stacks of rice knives.

How happy his children and wife would be.

Thinking about it, Barudo threw away the little worry in his heart and enjoyed the happiness of the moment.

Many of the scantily clad women in the bar were attracted by the heroism of Bruce's group.

They had traveled thousands of miles to try their luck in the west with many adventurers from all over the world.

Before they came, many of these people were women in the leather and meat business.

When they arrived in the western towns, they continued to do their old business, providing a joyful emotional value to the gold diggers who ventured here.

In the beginning, their business was really good.

Many women who came to the west to try their luck have gained a lot of wealth because of this, so they got rid of their old jobs, washed their hair and returned to the bustling city to start a new life.

The woman who is still here.

Or they don't know how to control it, and they spend all the wealth they get from selling their bodies.

Either they came too late, missed the opportunity to move westward, and spent the last of their savings on the way here and had to stay to survive.

It's been a long time since the depressed Golden Town has had a guest as generous and bold as Bruce.

Some of the women who thought they were good looking began to get moving, and they came over with wine glasses to talk to them on the grounds of celebrating Bruce.

A relatively cleanly dressed young woman, wearing a low-cut outfit that showed most of her shoulders, slowly leaned in front of Bruce.

A long Zong-colored hair was casually tied in a bun at the back of his head.

On his chest was a snow-white landscape and a bottomless ravine.

The face is beautiful, and the five views are typical Western women's high-nosed and deep-eyed three-dimensional faces.

A pair of light blue eyes that look extra bright against the long eyelashes.

"Hey, handsome! Thank you for your generosity. I'll toast you!" said the young woman, gracefully holding her glass.

"You're welcome!" Bruce said, raising his glass.

The young woman smiled sweetly, raised her snow-white slender neck, and drank the beer from the cup in one gulp.

Putting down the wine glass, she reached out and gently stroked Bruce's resolute face and smiled charmingly: "You are such a charming man, you have achieved such great success at such a young age, I really envy you." Interested in coming to my room in the evening to share your successes? "

The young woman's bluntness provoked the three of them to roar like beasts.

I have to say that Westerners in this regard are not at all comparable to conservative Oriental women.

In addition to this young woman, there were actually several women in colorful low-cut dresses surrounding Bruce and his party.

They each used their own tactics, eager to immediately pull Bruce back into their room for an intense and in-depth exchange.

Although the weather in the west has entered spring, the temperature is still bitterly cold.

There was no heating in the bar other than a fireplace.

It's also a shame that these women are also desperate to pull business.

In such a cold weather, dressed so exposed, I am not afraid of freezing.

How could Bruce not see such a straightforward temptation of a young woman.

It's just that he really doesn't have any sexual interest in these Western prostitutes.

Not to mention that their skin is not comparable to that of Leslie, who is white.

A lot of the West is very unhygienic in that regard.

Many Westerners have contracted very rare infectious diseases as a result.

It is said that before the 20th century, there had never been a quasi-infectious disease in Asian countries.

Since the country was opened by the Western powers, with the influx of foreign devils, these infectious diseases began to appear on the land of the Dragon Kingdom.

Bruce shook his head and said, "Thank you very much for your blessings, but I already have a beloved, so please allow me to live up to your favor." "

In order to turn them away, Bruce had to lie half-truthfully.

Just when the woman was disappointed, Bruce took out a ten-dollar piece of rice gold from his pocket and casually put it into the woman's exposed chest.

"It's a small thing, it's not a tribute!" Bruce said with a smile.

Young women are not stupid either.

After getting Bruce's tip, he immediately consciously stopped pestering Bruce.

Although a little disappointed, the woman generously kissed Bruce on the face and reluctantly left.

The other women saw that she had reaped the benefits of ten meters in just a few words, and they surrounded her more enthusiastically, wanting to get such a high benefit from Bruce and them.

However, compared to Bruce's reserve, the two black buddies of Barudo and Hebier are much more indulgent.

They also know that they are about to become rich people, and they are completely unrejecting these young ladies who take the initiative to send them to the door.

One by one, they all hugged left and right.

Touching the left and right on the women, I had a lot of fun.

If Bruce wasn't still here, they would have each pulled their favorite woman out to find a place for in-depth communication.

Even the young but steady Wallace was infected by the enthusiasm of these women, and chatted enthusiastically with a blonde-haired beauty in his arms.

Seeing this, Bruce knew that these people's hearts were wild.

He was also kind.

clapped his hands directly and said, "Okay, you can play as you like today." Leave me alone. "

Barudo and Hebier paused for a moment, looked at each other, and then let out a ghostly cry with a glint in their eyes.

Then, without Brusdo saying anything, they each pulled two beautiful women they liked and rushed out of the bar like crazy.

Wallace was a little worried at first, afraid that Barudo and the two would get into trouble.

Then, realizing that he seemed to be thinking too much, he laughed self-deprecatingly.

With the burly figures of Barudo and Hibiye, even if anyone wants to be unfavorable to the two of them, they have to weigh their confidence first.

Wallace squirmed a little embarrassed for a while.

First of all, he said that he would accompany the boss Bruce, so that Bruce would not be safe alone in the bar.

Under Bruce's persuasion, the kid finally couldn't resist the seduction of the beauty in his arms, and impatiently pulled a woman and ran out.

Bruce shook his head.

Fortunately, this is in the western part of the United States, and if it were in the Dragon Country, Bruce would never let them do what they wanted.

The companions were gone, and Bruce was left alone to pour himself a drink.

It's just that his alcohol consumption is so bad that he can't stand it after a few drinks.

Then after asking the bar owner about the location of the inn in the town, he went directly to book a room and slept hastily.

Nothing was said all night.

By the next day, news of a large oil well being drilled on a farm near San Fanta Springs Heights in California had spread at an alarming rate.

This result was expected by Bruce, and even caused it by himself.

In fact, in the gathering points of various small towns in the west, there must be hidden eyeliner planted by major capitals.

Their main task is to find out all kinds of news in these small towns.

No matter where there is a gold mine, or where there is news of an oil field, or even where there is news of any valuable mineral deposits, it is the main target of these people.

They will then pass the news back to their respective capitals.

When the capitalists receive the news, they will immediately send the heads of their various mining companies to find those lucky adventurers and buy from them the gold mines or oil fields and other industries they have discovered at a reasonable price.

Why don't adventurers take it upon themselves to exploit these mineral resources?

Of course, it is because the cost of supporting facilities needed to develop mineral resources is simply not something that a group of straggler adventurers can afford.

The same is true for Bruce.

If you want to develop an oil field, you need to have a corresponding oil storage warehouse, a pipeline for oil transportation, or a tank truck with other functions.

With these facilities, he also needs a large-scale refinery and a corresponding storage base for refined oil products.

After all, crude oil cannot be used directly, and must be fully separated and refined into usable gasoline, diesel and other refined oil.

After these one-system facilities are done, you don't have to think about it to know that it is completely impossible to do it with the balance of less than 20,000 meters of knives left in Bruce's hand.

That's why Bruce had to attract professional oil companies to the ultimate goal.

The oil field near St. Fanta Springs Heights was just the beginning of a great Bruce oil business.

He needs to use the oil field in exchange for enough starting capital to launch his business empire plans.

Bruce's goal from the beginning was not as simple as becoming a rich man who was a little rich.

He thinks a lot and wants to do more.

Not for anything else, but for the ancient country in the East that is in dire straits.

The rumor that oil had been pumped out of the Santa Cent Springs Heights in Los Angeles quickly became a sensation in California.

The eyes of countless people were once again drawn to this somewhat desolate and cold barren land.

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