The evening breeze blows gently, and the fragrance of food is like the legendary charming witch stretching out her hands, gently tucking through the noses of everyone present. No matter those black people who have never seen Chinese food at all, even among the workers around them, many people couldn't help but swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva.

Looking at the black people who were stirred up by the smell of food, Tang Guoming waited until all Abdu's tribe members received the dinner and sat on the ground at the table where the dinner was distributed and began to eat, then he put the electric speaker to his mouth again: "Kuman, come out!"

In response to Tang Guoming's call, Kuman flexibly squeezed out of the crowd and came to the table where Tang Guoming was standing. He looked down at Kuman's hopeful look. A smile suddenly appeared on Tang Guoming's face: "Your tribe is doing a bad job today! Although the number of people in your tribe is small, everyone has used the greatest strength in today's work. Summon your tribe and enjoy your dinner!"

Accompanied by a small cheer, the members of the tribe of Kuman scrambled to squeeze out of the crowd, lined up to stand at the table where the food was distributed, and took the steaming dinner one by one from the workers who were distributing the food.

Seeing that the two tribes had already received dinner, some of the black people gathered together could not suppress their desire for food and pushed and shoved towards the position closer to the dining table. Especially those black people who didn't work at the construction site but were extremely hard-working when fighting women, and even pushed away the women who blocked the road with a rude look on their faces, the elderly and children, seized the closest to the dining table.

He looked at the black men who were swallowing hard with a sneer. Tang Guoming was not moved at all. Instead, he found several other tribal members who worked hard one after another and asked the workers to distribute the food to them. Seeing that the food piled on the dining table was getting less and less, and the black men gathered together were only a few hundred people left, Tang Guoming then took a breath and put the electric speaker up to his mouth: "All women, the elderly and children, receive their own food. The others, don't move!"

As soon as he heard Tang Guoming's voice, more than 200 male black men suddenly shouted in dissatisfaction. Several particularly fierce male black men even reached out to push away the women and children in front of him, rushed straight towards the dining table, hoping to grab a delicious dinner for him.

Seeing the black men who rushed towards the dining table fiercely, the workers who had already received the instructions from Tang Guoming looked at each other and retreated in unison. When the black men who rushed towards the dining table saw the workers retreating, their movements accelerated a little more. A few of them were particularly agile, so they simply picked up seven or eight dining plates, turned their heads and ran towards a place with fewer people on the side of the dining table, obviously they were trying to find a secluded place to eat.

With a cold snorting disdain, Tang Guoming turned to look at Abdu who had finished dinner and was holding his arms to look at the chaotic scene in front of him: "Abdu, do you want to take more food?"

He looked at Tang Guoming in a daze, and Abdu blinked and replied, "Tang, you mean..."

He raised his hand and pointed at the black men who rushed to the dining table. Tang Guoming snorted coldly: "Break them all down, their food belongs to your tribe!"

Almost as soon as Tang Guoming finished speaking, Abdu turned his head and roared at his tribe in native language. With Abdu's roar, the particularly strong black men jumped up from the ground, like a lion rushing to the rabbit, and rushed towards the black men who rushed towards the dining table separately.

The tribe members who are famous for hunting are far from comparing the seemingly fierce blacks in terms of fighting skills. Although there are more than 200 blacks who snatch food, in front of those blacks who are good at hunting skills led by Abdu, almost no one can resist the chaos.

Hearing the screams from the black men who had been beaten into a group, Tang Guoming was not moved at all. Instead, he calmly raised his hands and turned his head to look at Wei Yue who was standing beside him: "Is the escape tunnel in that big pit blocked?"

Nodding at Tang Guoming, Wei Yue looked at the scene in front of him with a little eagerness to try: "It's blocked! The entire pit has been solidified with cement. There are not enough construction equipment. Even if they are groundhogs, they don't want to dig a hole from that pit!"

Smiling with satisfaction, Tang Guoming turned to look at Abdu and his tribe members who were fighting hard in the crowd: "After all, I have a specialty in martial arts. The combat ability of a group of hunters is enough to destroy these mobs!"

He snorted disdainfully. Wei Yue, who had already clenched his fists, looked at the scene that had gradually calmed down in front of him, and muttered, "Just like this guy, one-on-one with me... it's still a mob!"

With a few laughs without comment, Tang Guoming looked at Abdu, who had put the last black man who had been begging for mercy to the ground, raised his voice and shouted: "Abdu, throw all these guys you have knocked down into that big pit! After doing this, the remaining wine will be yours!"

Looking at the black hunting tribes who were roaring happily after Abdu translated his words, Tang Guoming looked at the old men, children and women who were gathered together with fear and looked like they looked like they were gathered together: "In today's work, you have done what you should do. Although the efficiency is not very high,... the hard work you have put in today is enough for this dinner!"

He jumped off the table, and Tang Guoming didn't even look at the black men screaming and being dragged towards the big pit by Abdu's tribe. He reached out to find two pretty intact dinners from the messy table, and strode to a woman with a look of horror: "Come on! Eat full!"

Following Tang Guoming, the workers who had already retreated gathered at the dining table again and quickly placed the dinner prepared in the kitchen on the table. On the side of the table, Kuman, who had already eaten with oil, seized the opportunity and shouted at the old men, children and women with fear expressions: "Eat! As long as you can eat, try to eat as much as possible! In this place, as long as you are willing to work and work, you can eat your stomach full! It can still..."

With a little show of flaunting, Kuman pulled up a brand new T-shirt with a card pattern on his body: "You can still get such clothes!"

With a smile on his face, Tang Guoming suddenly raised his voice as soon as Kuman finished speaking, turned his head and shouted at the black people who were beaten by Abdu's tribe members and could not move at all: "In this place, if you don't work and beat the elderly, women and children innocently, you will also receive the punishment you deserve - all those who do not work hard, beat women, elderly and children, have no food today and tomorrow, only a small amount of drinking water, and will be detained until dawn! If you commit again... Abdu, what are the punishment methods of your tribe?!"

A grim smile appeared unconsciously at the corner of his mouth, and Abdu sang to Tang Guoming and shouted: "As long as we can pick up the Golden Sand Dune Sword again, they can know at any time what the punishment of the hunting tribe is!"
Chapter completed!