When entering Kenya, there were no armed organizations to chase Xiao Yuanchao and others. Because almost all the armed organizations in Kenya were dealt with by Marcus. The method of Marcus to deal with it was very simple, which was to use his godfather status and his angels to save the reputation of the station.

In Africa, almost every armed organization represents a tribe or race. They fight for their tribes and for their homes. No one knows when they will be defeated or when they will be bloody massacres.

When he was defeated, perhaps only Marcus's Angel Rescue Station could save his tribe. In fact, Marcus had done a lot of such things. In Kenya, he had a huge influence and was a merciful godfather.

But it also comes at a price for these armed groups to give up their employment at the African Round Table, that is, Xiao Yuanchao has to get weapons for them. The weapons are also very simple, just rifle and grenade.

Many armed organizations are incompletely equipped and can be used with bows and arrows. It is conceivable that their backwardness is. It can be said that their desire for weapons is more ruthless than anyone else.

But this has given Marcus a great deal of face. If it weren't for Marcus' influence, they wouldn't have refused the African roundtable to support their weapons and equipment free of charge.

Regarding this, Xiao Yuanchao said that he would get weapons for them in the shortest time. Of course, this was still a guarantee made by Marcus. And the guarantee made by Marcus was indeed worthy of weight - the weight of Xiao Yuanchao, a friend.

No one dares to guarantee such a thing, but Marcus dares to beat someone who can destroy one arm, and is also a friend. Why doesn't he dare to guarantee it?

Under the escort of armed groups along the way, Xiao Yuanchao and Marcus came to the world's largest refugee camp: Dadabu.

This is the second time Dadabu has come, and the last battle in Dadabu is still vivid in my mind. I chose to come to Dadabu first, Xiao Yuanchao wanted to see how Xu Yibing is now. After all, Xu Yibing is also his concern.

Outside Dada Putrajaya, a group of policemen stood there with rifles, and Sheriff Moore sat under a sun umbrella, gnawing on the extravagant watermelon with relish.

Sheriff Moore made many troubles to Xiao Yuanchao and Marcus back then. This is a profit-oriented guy. But this profit-oriented guy definitely has strong abilities, otherwise he would not be able to sit here steadily to make a fortune from refugees.

"Ha, the red soldiers!" Seeing Xiao Yuanchao and his group arrive, Moore threw away the watermelon skin in his hand, stood up and laughed loudly.

It seemed friendly because the rifles in the hands of those policemen were turned off the insurance and the muzzle was facing the ground.

"Sir Moore, we're meeting again." Xiao Yuanchao greeted Moore with a smile.

This guy swallowed a batch of his arms back then, and his strength had already undergone drastic changes. Now Dadabu is the final say, and he sat the throne of the local emperor firmly.

It still looks the same as before, the only difference is that the jewelry you wear turns from gold to diamonds.

There are no eternal enemies, and no eternal friends. They are breaking up and getting together and profit-oriented.

"Oh, watermelon!" Hou Xiaolan, who had already smoked with a hot throat, exclaimed and ran quickly under Moore's sun umbrella.

Xiao Yuanchao quickly reached out to pull the foodie, but unfortunately he didn't hold the foodie back.

He can't figure out what Moore means now, and Marcus didn't figure out what Moore means either.

They had grudges and hatreds with this guy, and they knew each other very well. Even if Marcus was hiding here, many things must be found in Moore, and it cannot prove that their relationship is very good.

In short, the local emperor Moore is definitely a cunning fox. The stability of Dadabu's standing in such a chaotic place is absolutely terrifying.

"Hahahahaha... Eat, eat whatever you want, eat whatever you want, hahahaha..." Moore laughed loudly and waved his hand with great generous helping Hou Xiaolan eat enough.

Here, watermelons are luxury goods and are expensive. Moore has prepared a bunch of them, although the money is just a small amount for him.

"Fatty, you are so nice, haha..." Hou Xiaolan held a piece of watermelon and ate it in big mouthfuls while gnawing, and said vaguely: "Big fat man, do you have jerky beef here? Although I am very thirsty, I prefer jerky; although the jerky beef is very dry, it tastes good! I felt so uncomfortable when I was in the rain forest a few days ago. When I arrived here, I found that it was better to rain forest, at least I could always eat snake meat. By the way, are there Shaqima? French fries? Hamburg? KFC should have it? Hot sour noodles? Hot dry noodles? Soak chicken feet? Dandan noodles? Potato chips? Hot pot?..."

Her mouth kept sucking, and the red watermelon juice flowed down Hou Xiaolan's mouth as she kept talking. She kept sucking to eat everything, everything delicious.

Moore was stunned by her question, and had no idea what the other party was talking about. What is hot pot? Boil the fire in the pot?!

"Go, take ten cows!" Moore waved his hand and ordered the people around him.

Hearing this sentence, Hou Xiaolan happily chewed the watermelon. She felt that Moore was such a great person, the biggest and best person in the world!

"Hahaha..." Moore laughed, took two steps forward, and said to Xiao Yuanchao: "Old friend, I rejected the African round table."

When this sentence was said, Xiao Yuanchao and Marcus immediately heard what Moore wanted to express: show goodwill.

It is a show of goodwill, yes, the local emperor of Dadabu showed goodwill to them without grudges.

Xiao Yuanchao and Marcus completed a glance without a trace, walked forward two steps, and stood in front of Moore.

"Although the African Round Table will provide me with more powerful weapons, and I am very eager. But for you, I rejected the African Round Table." Moore shrugged and said with a serious face: "The reason is that I think they are very unreliable, far less reliable than you. Although there have been gaps and distrust between us, this problem is not difficult to solve. Sincerity, I believe that sincerity can change everything."

Moore's eyes showed a strong sincerity, and when he showed sincerity, he gave people the feeling that he was a trustworthy person.

"All the weapons I swallow will be returned to you, my friend. Not only will it be returned to you, but additional compensation will be made." Moore looked at Xiao Yuanchao and nodded, "I am very sure I am not drunk, and I am even more sure that my mind is clear. My friend, how about let us expose everything we have in the past?"

Show goodwill, return weapons, and compensate... This is not Moore's style at all. What is this guy thinking in his mind? What chess is he playing?
Chapter completed!