"Mr. Zhou Ming, I know you have always been very confident, but I am frank, the words you said at the meeting just now were a bit too exaggerated!" Flegg said to Zhou Ming.

At this time, they had already returned to the hotel room of the Kenhad Tribe. Since they held two consecutive meetings today, the time was delayed until the end of the evening. Flegg and Zhou Ming were naturally arranged to stay in the Kenhad Tribe first. After returning to the hotel room, Flegg thought about the content of today's meeting, and he was very anxious to ask Zhou Ming to speak.

"Exaggerating? I don't understand what Chief Flegg is referring to." Zhou Ming asked, and he seemed to not agree with Flegg's words.

"Of course, you will definitely win in the end!" Fur's novel Legge said very hard, as if he wanted to use this method to wake Zhou Ming up. "Although I have not experienced a real war, I also understand that there is no war that must be won at all, especially in terms of the power of our Indians and those white people, even the gods may not know how we should win."

Flegg tried to breathe a sigh of relief and continued: "I understand that Mr. Zhou Ming, you did this to boost everyone's confidence, but I believe there are many such methods. Why do you make such a gambling choice?"

"Are there many other ways? Chief Flegg, you might as well talk about it." Zhou Ming said.

Zhou Ming's rhetoric question choked Flag because he could not think of even one way.

Flegg was very embarrassed about this, but he still said: "I am not as smart as you, Mr. Zhou Ming. I can't think of any way. But no matter what, I shouldn't use this method that is similar to gambling! Do you know that if you don't win or pay too much money, then our already unreliable alliance will collapse in an instant!"

"Of course I understand," Zhou Ming nodded seriously, but he then changed the subject, "but Chief Flegg, what you said is based on my inability to win, right? Then now I can tell you that there is no such possibility!"

...

"That Chinese is so arrogant!"

While Zhou Ming and Flegg were talking in the hotel room, in Chief Fox's garden, several other Indian tribes also condemned Zhou Ming to Fox.

A chief wearing several jade rings on his hands said to Fox: "That Chinese really thought that if we call him the Great Chief, he would be really the Great Chief? It really makes me laugh as if I had seen the arrival of the gods. If Chief Fox hadn't thought about maintaining the unity and face of the Indian tribe, you might as well let him get out of the Indian tribe!"

"Yes, I really can't figure out how anyone would be so arrogant! It's like wearing a wreath on one end, but still one end!" said another chief, "I actually said he was the winner. Of course, I really want to laugh at him for what, can he bring American soldiers?"

These chiefs teased each other, while Fox sat in his seat, listening to them one by one, and he enjoyed this process very much, especially when they all expressed their opinions and finally made the decision. The pleasure of decision made him extremely enjoyed, and it was at this time that he raised his hand.

"Have you finished speaking?" Fox said softly, and with his words, the other chiefs stopped and waited for Fox to speak.

Fox could feel everyone's eyes looking at him. This was the treatment that the chief should have. Zhou Ming was just a decoration. He could not control everyone yet, so he put him on it. He probably would never be able to enjoy his treatment.

Fox smiled and said, "Although there are many inappropriate things in the words of the Great Chief at the meeting, he is the Great Chief we selected after all. We must all support his first decision, otherwise we are slapping ourselves in the face?"

"Nothing matters is not important, nothing is not important; he said that he could defeat those white troops, so we believe that he could do it; he said that he could summon the gods to earth, so we must also believe that he could do it. After all, if the gods really bless him, we can also get benefits, right?" Fox then emphasized, "But we must also prepare for what punishment we should punish him once he fails!"

The chief wearing the jade ring immediately said: "This is very simple. Once he fails, he will break into the Samel Holy Land and insult Chief Fox on the altar, these charges will be enough to hang him in the forest of Kenhard!"

Other chiefs also said, "If it's too cheap to hang him like this, we should whip him hard, break all the bones on him, and finally throw him into the forest!"

Finally, Fox said: "He comes from the United States and is a person from the civilized world after all, and we shouldn't be so cruel to him, so there is no need to kill him. At most, we can kill as many people as we die under his command, and we can just whip him as much as we whip him."

Fox surprised the other chiefs, and they asked incredibly: "Is it just a whip? Do we really have to go to war according to his method? I think he doesn't know anything at all, and our people are very important laborers in the tribe. If there is any damage, our land will probably not be able to grow well next year, which is a big trouble!"

Fox raised his hand and signaled them to rest assured: "We did elect him as the chief, but did we say that our people must be dispatched by him? If his orders were too funny, it would cause too many casualties and injuries to our people. Wouldn't we just not listen?"

This made the other chiefs suddenly understand: "That's right! The warriors of our tribe should only listen to the orders of the tribe chiefs. That big chief, let him be his bare commander!"

Fox finally put his hands on the table: "So we're waiting to see what countermeasures he can come up with us tomorrow!"

Fox's smile on his face was very disdainful, because in his opinion, a Chinese from the United States who knew nothing, a very backward Tucante tribe, could they do what they could do without the sincere help of other tribes? Maybe they would anger those white people, and maybe several tribes would be retaliated against. At that time, it would be necessary to see the Kenhard tribe to clean up the mess.

Fox thought of using his friendship with the trading company and consulting them to cooperate in a few plays, wouldn’t he be able to strengthen his reputation? At that time, wouldn’t the position of the chieftain be his own?

What a bullshit Zhou Ming, let you be proud now, you will be embarrassed by the time you will be!

Fox thought so in his heart.

Everyone was ulterior motives this night, but it was also very long because when most of Kenhard's people fell asleep, two black shadows sneaked out of the Kenhard tribe.

"I said, Master, why did you want us to go to the investigation in the middle of the night? And I didn't say it earlier. If I had known it earlier, I should have had some rest before. I'm really sleepy now!"

"This is an order that needs to be executed unconditionally. If you are sleepy, I can take you through the jungle where the traps are densest, so you shouldn't be sleepy. Look at how you don't want to go there, so cheer me up. We have more than one task tonight!"

...

The next morning, Zhou Ming got up early, and then he came to Chief Fox's residence, where Fox met Zhou Ming in his bedroom.

"The chief is so energetic. He has already gotten up. But is there anything wrong? If it is about the meeting, it should be after 8:30 in the morning. It is too early and it makes everyone unable to open their eyes. I think it is not a good time to discuss things." Fox looked sleepy and even got up.

Zhou Ming smiled and said to him: "I'm sorry, Chief Fox, I did make it for today's meeting, but it's really too early to hold the meeting now, so I just want to tell Chief Fox that I will have some friends coming from the Tukant tribe today, hoping that the Kenhard tribe can let go."

Fox waved his hand very readily: "It's easy to say. Now the Indian tribes have formed an alliance and they are brothers. So, I will not stop you from coming here!"

Zhou Ming felt relieved with Fox's words. In fact, Zhou Ming didn't think Fox would stop his people, but in order to avoid trouble and misunderstandings, he should notify some things first.

At first, Zhou Ming followed Flegg to have a meeting. In order not to attract attention, he only brought Zhang Lin and Hyena over. But now he has become a chief and is responsible for leading these mobs to win. Zhou Ming asked Flegg's people to go back overnight yesterday, and asked the members of the desert team who stayed in Tukant to come all over the night.

Leaving Fox's residence, Zhou Ming came to the main entrance of the Kenhard tribe and happened to see the arrival of the desert team. Not only them, but also Zhang Lin and Hyena were here.

Seeing Zhou Ming greeting at the door, the hyena immediately jumped off her horse and came to Zhou Ming crying and said, "Mr. Zhou Ming! I saw you alive. Why did you send me and my master to perform such a dangerous mission last night? I almost couldn't come back! I..."

Before the hyena could finish her words, Zhang Lin kicked her up in anger and spat and cursed: "Why are you crying here for a 1.8-meter-old man? Isn't he back intact?"

After hearing their words, Zhou Ming frowned and asked, "Is there something unexpected happening to the mission?"

Zhang Lin nodded and replied: "I was surprised to find a little, but the task was completed very successfully. I can guarantee that there was no warning to the enemy. For this reason, I went back alone to observe it."

"I don't doubt this." Zhou Ming then asked, "So is there any problem with my plan?"

Zhang Lin shook his head and answered no, and Zhou Ming emphasized again: "What I need is 100%, because my words yesterday have been released. At that time, you and the Desert Squad are also executors, and you need to be responsible for your life."

Zhang Lin still answered firmly: "Please rest assured Mr. Zhou Ming, 100%!"
Chapter completed!