"Good wine, really good wine.
It's not only rich and mellow, but also full of aroma.
It's really a rare good wine."
Mist drank another large bowl of wine and said with a smile, "I've drunk a lot of wine.
But this is the first time in my life that I have tasted such delicious wine.”
"Haha, if it tastes good, drink more."
The patriarch winked at Samback, who immediately understood and placed another bottle of wine in front of Mist.
Fan Wei curled his lips speechlessly.
Could this guy be an Oriental?
Why is he so enthusiastic about drinking rice wine?
Don't they say that white people like to drink red wine and foreign wine?
He looked at Mister carefully at this time, and he was still I really felt that this guy was slightly different from people in Western countries in terms of clothing and appearance, so he couldn't help but asked cautiously, "Mr.
Mister, which country are you from?"
"Hehehe, I am from an island country called Fiji in the South Pacific.
Of course, my ancestral home is country y.
My ancestors left their roots there a hundred years ago, so I became a person there."
It seems that I was a little drunk.
Happy, Mist is not shy about this question.
In this way, Fan Wei completely understood that it turned out that Mist and his businessmen were just ordinary islanders who came out to take risks in buying and selling activities in order to make money.
He didn't know how he was discovered.
The aboriginal people on Haiguaer Island, not to mention whether this guy is so rich and whether he is really a businessman with a lot of assets, just because he can use his unique vision to do such business with these aborigines is enough.
Prove that he is a smart man.
It's a pity that the smarter the person, the more arrogant he is.
Now he is undoubtedly too arrogant to see the situation in front of him clearly.
Mist became addicted to drinking wine and ate the mutton one bowl after another.
I have to say that the goat meat was very good.
It was delicious, juicy and smooth but not greasy.
I didn’t know what these goats were.
What these merchants brought was raised by the natives themselves, which is really great.
It's a pity that even if Fan Wei is allowed to eat, he has lost his appetite.
After he knew that these natives had poisoned the wine, do you think he would still dare to eat it?
Obviously, the poison that can prevent severe lung damage is chronic rather than acute.
Mist and others have not yet developed the poison and are still drinking wine happily.
The clan leaders were also calm and calm, as if they had never put any poison in the wine.
Both sides were pretending to each other, and Fan Wei felt sick because they were both acting so fake.
I don’t know how long it took, but Samback suddenly winked at the indigenous women who were serving the merchants and pouring wine.
The indigenous women quickly left the merchants’ seats and all quickly disappeared and left the tribe. of this central square.
Suddenly, as these natives left, the laughter and laughter in the entire square suddenly stopped.
Mist was slightly drunk and was in a state of astonishment.
He quickly turned his head and looked at the patriarch with puzzled eyes.
As a result, before he could speak, the entire tribe suddenly burst into murderous intent.
Dozens of tribal warriors armed with machetes suddenly poured out from all directions and immediately surrounded them.
This sudden change made many businessmen confused for a while, but soon when the sharp blades of the warriors were pointed at them, and the light of the fire was emitting bursts of cold light, their wines started to drink.
After waking up a little, they all leaned on their chairs in fear, not daring to move at all.
"Clan leader, what do you mean?"
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Mist suddenly woke up from his slight drunkenness.
He might not be able to survive this battle even if he didn't wake up.
Looking at the row of powerful swords facing him, his voice began to tremble slightly.
The patriarch slowly stood up from the chair.
He looked at the panic-stricken Mist sitting in the seat in front of him, and a faint sneer emerged from the corner of his mouth.
"Mr.
Mist, what do you mean by asking me?
I still want to know.
Asking you what you mean is the face of you businessmen.
I have seen through it now, do you still want to pretend?"
"What are you pretending to do?"
Mist was really puzzled.
These native people turned against each other as soon as they said they wanted to, which was really beyond his expectation.
"Hey, you bastards with ulterior motives, the clan leader has already seen through your thoughts."
Samback pulled out the long knife from his waist and pointed the blade directly at Mist and other merchants.
He said loudly and angrily, "We know your true purpose very well, so stop pretending."
"Patriarch, what are you doing?
They are all distinguished guests from afar."
At this time, Heaney obviously felt very surprised and stood up and said anxiously to the patriarch, "These merchants are the only ones we can exchange items with the outside world."
Ways, you can’t neglect them.”
"Xini, are you a member of my tribe or a lackey of these businessmen?
I think you only care about money and have completely forgotten what kind of land you grew up on."
Samback pointed the big knife in his hand directly.
He looked at Sydney, who was standing not far in front of him, and said coldly, "You would rather betray your ancestors for the sake of material things.
Is this your only potential?"
"Sambak, don't spit on people and say nonsense.
How could I betray my ancestors and my clan?"
Xini stamped his foot angrily, turned around and looked at the clan leader again, and said full of grievance, "Patriarch, you Just let Sambak behave like this.”
"I wish I could have listened to you when you acted so recklessly.
It's a pity that Samback was acting recklessly.
It's a pity that what I saw was not Samback's reckless behavior, but your madness."
The patriarch looked at him with an expression of hatred for steel, and stamped his foot.
He said coldly, "Sambak, go and bring Doma and let her tell you who is doing this."
"Yes" Samback nodded and winked at the men behind him, who immediately walked towards the depths of the tribe.
At this time, Sydney's face changed obviously, his eyes flickering, finally revealing a hint of timidity and fear.
Of course, Fan Wei didn't know who this person named Doma was, and he didn't even know whether the person's gender was male or female, but at this time, he had already guessed that this Xini had already become the clan leader. and the target of Samback's secret attention, and he is also likely to be the traitor of this indigenous tribe.
The exact information Mist told him just now that he got from the tribe was probably provided by Heaney.
In this world, there will never be a shortage of people who are easily bribed by money and interests to betray their ancestors, so Fan Wei is not surprised by Heaney's betrayal.
On the contrary, what surprised him was that the patriarch and the young leader named Sambak actually buried this matter so deeply.
It can be seen how terrifying the plans of these two people are to this indigenous tribe. , not a place that everyone can afford to play. s: Recommend a good book: The Holy Lord of Hongmeng, written by Yun Lei Tian Yu.
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