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Pressing down on the cloud head, Broly descended from the somersault cloud.

"Where's Kakarot?"

"Miss Kakarot is still cleaning those fences. In the past two days, she has cleared one-third of the fences around the original White Farm."

Cade Eagle said.

"Looks like she's not slacking off."

Broly tossed the suitcase into his arms.

"What's going on on the farm now?"

Cade took the suitcase, a little curious as to what was inside. During this period of time, he had been working very hard on the matter of taking over the farm, and he was already well aware of all the situations.

"Now the total area of ​​farm land we hold reaches 1,253 acres, including 32 acres of orchards, mainly growing citrus, and 45 acres of vegetable gardens, growing various vegetables, which are mainly sold to In the capital city of Austin, there are two hundred acres of alfalfa pasture, and the rest is just ordinary corn and soybeans.”

Cade continued to introduce:

"Due to the lack of sufficient manpower, the orchards can still barely maintain their condition, but the vegetable gardens, soybean fields and corn fields have suffered serious losses. Even if manpower is hired again for maintenance, only about one-third of the remaining crops will be maintained."

Broly didn't care about the farm's loss.

"I don't need soybeans and corn. Those crops need to be shoveled away and most of them converted into pastures. Cade, when the pastures are transformed, we will buy a group of beef cattle. It is best to choose better varieties. As Kad and I Carrot’s food. The orchards and vegetable gardens can be kept, but there can be more types of fruit trees and vegetables.”

Cade nodded, he knew how much Broly and Kakarot eat.

"To transform the pasture, even if the seeds are sown immediately, it will take at least six months to provide enough feed for beef cattle. However, the original two hundred acres of pasture can be used directly to raise cattle, and at least one hundred and twenty acres can be raised there. I know a farmer who raises a very good breed of Angus cattle.”

"But boss, we have no money. Now we only have 110,000 US dollars left."

A sarcastic smile appeared on Cade's face. For such a large rural area, the taxes alone were quite high, let alone the money needed to operate in this way.

"You have three and a half million in the suitcase in your hand. Don't save me any money. Continue to buy the remaining farms. You must buy the best breeds of cattle. In addition, you will open up another hundred acres of land for planting rice."

Texas has a humid subtropical monsoon climate, with rain and heat at the same time, which is very suitable for the growth of rice. The farms here mainly use dryland direct seeding technology to grow rice, which eliminates the seedling raising and transplanting steps of paddy field farming, reduces the labor link, and is more conducive to mechanized farming.

Broly still prefers rice to bread.

"The key is manpower, boss. Now there are no cowboys or farmers who dare to come to Laxitas Town to work. No matter how talented Miss Kakarot is, she cannot cultivate more than a thousand acres of land."

Cade said. He has tripled his salary, but still no one dares to come.

"It's okay, I can solve this problem."

Broly said. It would be better if no locals were willing to come over. He could just grab a group of members of the Mata Group to undergo labor reform.

Because of the disintegration of Reyes Group, Mata Group became more and more arrogant. Even Broly, who didn't know much about current events, had seen several gun battles and tragedies caused by the Mata Group. This time I went there just to blunt their arrogance, and also to deal with the mess they accidentally left behind.

A fierce gun battle is taking place in Ciudad Juárez. In the night, the two sides are shooting at each other in the streets, and tracer bullets are flying like fireflies.

Constantly someone was shot and fell to the ground.

"boom!"

The moment the grenade exploded, everything around him was illuminated as bright as day. The flying shrapnel rolled into the soft flesh and blood body, instantly destroying the soft internal organs, and broke out with the flesh and blood tissue.

Someone was lucky enough not to be hit by the fragments, but because they were too close to the explosion point, they were blown to the ground by Shockwave.

"boom!"

Orange flames suddenly lit up in the street, turning into a flaming monster that quickly crossed from one end of the street to the other, constantly devouring lives along the way.

When the sparks burst out, living humans were quickly roasted into charcoal. Even the asphalt road surface melted and burned under the heat of the flames.

"It's the flamethrower!" the gunner from the Mata Group, who had already gained the upper hand, exclaimed: "Where is our Mutant?"

The two parties currently at war are the Mata Group and the underground boxing market of Juarez.

The owner of the underground boxing market is named Cicily Faracon, a legendary Cuban who fled to Mexico from Cuba. No one knows how he made his fortune, but he quickly became wealthy and met many of the big shots in Mexican politics.

At first, he was engaged in smuggling business, but soon he came up with a crazy idea, which was to organize a group of Mutants to fight crazily in an iron cage. This cruel and dark gameplay was originally born in Eastern Europe, and Sicilian Faracon brought it to the Americas. Madness quickly ensued.

He remains neutral between the Mata Group and the Reyes Group, and is able to extract large amounts of profits from the underground boxing market every day.

But after the collapse of the Reyes Group, Sicilian Faracon's life was not so easy. First, after the Mutant factory was destroyed, he lost a source of Mutant. Second, Balomata, a hungry wolf who never feels satisfied, is eyeing him.

The city of Juárez quickly turned into a battlefield as the two men clashed.

A blazing beam of light suddenly shot from a distance, piercing the constantly murderous flame and cutting it into two pieces.

"Solar eclipse, our solar eclipse is coming!"

The gunmen cheered.

In the United States, Mutant turned to crime because he was rejected by society. But it's different in Mexico. The gangs actively recruit Mutants and use them as their most powerful weapons.

Unlike those brainwashing products from Mutant factories, these Mutants have a higher status and are more flexible in using their own abilities.

Eclipse is a Mexican in his twenties. He is able to absorb and manipulate light beams and release them in a concentrated manner, possessing quite terrifying destructive power.

Flamethrowers constantly condense blazing flames in an attempt to incinerate the eclipse to ashes. But the flames only reached halfway when they were destroyed by Eclipse's beam.

With the addition of Mutant, the battlefield directly became a bloody meat grinding ground. Gunners cover their own Mutants and kill the other's Gunners with greater efficiency.