After glanced at the remaining food and drinking water on the table, Tang Guoming raised his hand and threw the cigarette butt on the ground: "If your tribe members have a good appetite like you, then you have to hunt at least one hippo every day to make your tribe members eat. But now... it seems like you can't find enough prey?"

After swallowing a few hard saliva, Abdu stared at Tang Guoming's eyes and shook his head vigorously: "Because you...the prey has all escaped, and the hunters have to put down their long swords and javelins."

Shaking his head at Abdu, Tang Guoming responded in a deep voice: "We are not the outsiders who arrived in the Golden Sand Dune area first! We have never done anything to harm the indigenous people in the Golden Sand Dune area!"

He shook his head stubbornly, and there was no timid expression on Abdu's face, but it was all fierce and determined: "So we don't like outsiders! If there were no outsiders, our hunting ground would not disappear..."

Shaking his head at Abdu again, Tang Guoming quickly interrupted Abdu's words: "According to your words, those who planted the chartic grass, occupied water sources, and caused the disappearance of the hunting ground should not be your friends, but your enemies. But you actually accept the enemy's employment to attack those who can bring the hunting ground back to you again?"

Without any guilt, Abdu responded with a serene expression: "If you can't hunt lions, then hunt zebras! We can't beat those who grow chartic grass, and we can only find food for the tribes from you!"

Tang Guoming: "But now those who you think are lions have disappeared! The charite grass they planted was also burned out last night!"

Suddenly glaring, Abdu shook his head suddenly: "This is impossible! You don't have guns, you are not hunters, you..."

With a sneer, Pan Guan, who was standing beside Tang Guoming, suddenly shouted: "But we have defeated you guys who claim to be hunters!"

He reached out and patted the self-defense pistol on the side of his legs. Tang Guoming said in a deep voice to Abdu with a look of surprise and suspicion: "You are a little wrong - we are also hunters, the best hunters! To prove this, you can leave now."

Looking at Tang Guoming in disbelief, Abdu whispered: "You...let us go?"

Tang Guoming shook his head: "It's not letting you go, but letting you go! You can go back to your tribe and take your family away. As for your companions, it's not within your consideration. Of course, you can also go and see the lions you said that they can't defeat and see where they went? Look at the Chart grass plantations that stole your hunting grounds and water sources, what are they now?"

Staring at Tang Guoming's eyes, Abdu was silent for a long time before speaking slowly: "If you really drive away those guys and destroy their plantations, then... the beast will come back and the hunting ground will reappear!"
Chapter completed!